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~Laurens POV~

I wait in agonizing silence for what seemed like an eternity.  Alexander looks at me, shocked.  He gets up and walks to his recycling bin, leaving me confused and embarrassed.

He pulls out a crumpled ball and blushes; handing it to me.  I raise my eyebrows at him, still confused as to why he would be handing me a piece of trash.

Slowly, I open it.  Only to see a letter, written in the most beautiful cursive.

Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words, to convince you that I love you.  I shall only tell you that 'till you bade us Adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done.  You know the opinion I entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent on the caprice of others.  You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.  But as you have done it and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed, on condition that for my sake, if not for your own, you will always continue to merit the partiality, which you have so artfully instilled into me.

Warmly, A. Ham

I look up, tears pricking my eyes.  I could see how nervous he looked.

"I-i love you too, J-john."

And so caught up in his adorableness, my heart swelling, and emotions taking over me; I close the gap between us.


a/n: you're welcome fuckers.  sry it's short but hey people seem to want me to update.  next chapter will be longer :)
xx mak

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