Michael's pov
"Hallie...he's not gonna hurt you,he's not Dennis."i assured her,I gently put my hand on her shoulder.she looked down,I could feel how tense she was."you know...after the party,Mark asked me for your number."she looked at me,"so it was you?"she asked."Mark jokingly said he got it from a stalker."i laughed,"Yep,I'm a stalker."i joked.she grinned and rolled her eyes,"anyways,I wanted to know why because ya know I'm like a overprotective brother to you."i continued."well now that's true."we laughed,"and he said,and I quote,"I wanna get to know her,ya know?she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen man.""i said.she blushed,"He...said that?"She asked.
I nodded,"his voice was even trembling a bit.Hallie,I haven't been friends with him for a while,but I can tell that he was genuine."she began to tear up.she gently took the photos from me,"where are you going?"I asked."did I upset her somehow?"a million thoughts began to swarm in my head as I watched her grab her things,"I didn't mean to upset her,that wasn't my intention."I thought,oh god I should-"I'm gonna tell him I love him."i widened my eyes,then I smiled."you go girl."I encouraged,she chuckled and rolled her eyes."you're trying to ruin my makeup."she said,dabbing her eyes a bit.I jokingly gasped,"not in a million years!"i joked.we both laughed,"nah but seriously you should start to head out now,Seattle traffic is a bitch."i said.