"... What? Repeat because I think I didn't hear right." "by requesting your reaction, you have heard well." "Can we go outside, I need fresh air," I said. "Of course". We left the court and I still didn't believe what I heard. Harrison seemed to be calm, but you could see fear in his eyes. I wanted to help him, I wanted him to know what i felt about him. This is the moment. "Harrison ..." "I love you" he interrupted me. When I look at you, I can't breathe. When you fall asleep, I want to be next to you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Every day, after a few hundred times, I want to tell you that I love you. When you are so close, I have to hold back. I want to kiss you so much. I want to finally know if your lips tastes strawberry or raspberry. I want you to be mine. But I know it's just my dreams. You like Tom". "Why do you think so?" i asked. "Because I see how you look at him. It is obvious". "It's not true". I replied. "Why"? "Because you don't see the most important one". "What..."? "The way I look at you. When you helped me choose a dress. When I saw you today. When you taught me how to dance. I hate Tom so much that he interrupted us. That would be the most wonderful moment in my life. And I think I love you too". I saw happiness in his eyes. He slowly began to close and his eyes were on my lips. He put one hand on my waist and the other on my cheek. I closed my eyes and waited for this moment. It was supposed to be my first kiss. Exactly. Was to be. "Oh, here you are, I was looking for you guys". It was Tom. Another wonderful moment was wasted.