Chapter 9: Too Much, Too Fast

The next few days were a blur. I was walking around with a stupid smile on my face, feeling like I was on cloud nine, but at the same time, I was scared as hell. I had no idea what to do with all these feelings.

Every time I saw Isaiah, I wanted to smile and laugh, but then the fear would creep in. What if this was just some kind of joke? What if he didn't actually care? What if it was all too fast?

I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it. Couldn't stop myself from second-guessing every little thing he said or did.

We were sitting in the park, just the two of us again, and I couldn't help but ask. "Isaiah... do you really think this is something? Or is it just... a phase?"

He didn't answer right away. He just looked at me, his eyes thoughtful, like he was considering how to respond.

Then he just shrugged, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I think we're figuring it out, Amir. We don't have to have all the answers right now."

I hated how much that eased the tight knot in my chest.

He didn't need to have all the answers. Hell, I didn't either. But just knowing that he was there, just knowing that he wasn't going anywhere... that was enough for me.

And maybe, just maybe, it was enough for him too.