I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t say it right now.

"Ayan— I-I-"

Ayan turns to me with that same grin he always has. "Yeah?"

"I think—…" I swallow. "I think I love you."

He freezes. "What?"

My eyes widen. "Uh-Nothing. Nothing. So I’m going to head back to out-" I turn around and just as I touch the door handle, he grabs my wrist and kisses me.

Ayan. Khan. Is _kissing_ me.

I cba writing anymore💔 anyway, this is based off of my WIP so yeah