Page 108 of Hypothetical Heart
Inevitable.
The two of us, the emotions we have for one another, they have been inevitable from the beginning of it all.
I jump out of my bed, crossing the hallway quickly and knocking on Winnie’s bedroom door twice before it opens.
I don’t even think about what happens next, mostly because it shouldn’t shock anyone.
My hand wraps around Winnie’s jaw, and we both take a step back into her bedroom as my lips connect with hers.
“Logan,” She gasps when her door slams shut behind us. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t you think it’s about time we give in?” I ask in return, spinning us so that her back is against the door. “Stop holding back, have me the way you want me.”
She expels a shaky breath as her hands grasp onto the collar of my sweatshirt. “Do you really mean that?”
“Win, there hasn’t been a day where I haven’t thought about all the things I want with you.” I kiss right next to her lips. “And this is only part of it.”
She pushes her head against the door, forcing a gap between us. “When we were in kindergarten, I went around telling everyone that you were my husband.”
“I know.” I remember the times when kids would come running up to me, asking if it was true. “I never denied the rumors.”
“This is like a dream,” Winnie replies when she looks up at me again.
“No, honey, this is reality.” I push the loose strands of hair behind her ear. “Be my girlfriend? Please, Sweetheart?”
She smiles happily. “Yes, Logan, I’ll be your girlfriend.” There’s a tone of finality in her voice, like this is all we’ve ever needed.
We have waited long enough for this moment, and we’re now living it. It doesn’t feel like some type of far-fetched dream anymore because I’m actually kissing Winnifred Carter.
She kisses me again, pulling me by the sweatshirt so that we’re pressed chest to chest.
All of her movements match mine, and it feels like a force of nature, the way we match each other so perfectly.
Our lives have forever revolved around each other, with underlying promises of this happening one day.
“What are we going to tell everyone?” she asks as she pulls away from me. We’re both out of breath, our chests rising and falling together.
“Do you think we’ll even need to tell them?” I joke. “It seems like they already have a pretty good idea.”
“Well, we have to see who won the bet,” she says as she grabs a sweatshirt from the dresser, pulling it on over her tank top, like she was ready to burst through our friends’ bedrooms and tell them the news.
I’m not even shocked that there are bets in our friend group revolving around Winnie and me.
“Woah, woah, woah.” I grab her wrist to stop her from leaving. “Why don’t we take the night to figure out what we’re telling them, at least.”
Her face falls slightly. That’s not the answer she was looking for. “Logan, I’m done waiting around. You either want to be with me, or you don’t. Tell me now.”
“Of course I want to be with you, Winnie. That’s all I’veever wanted,” I emphasize, making her smile. “But we’ve spent our entire lives waiting. I don’t think one more night will be too hard.”
“You’re right,” she sighs. “Tomorrow morning, though.”
Her eagerness to tell our friends brings a smile to my face. “Bright and early, I promise.”
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Flashback: 9 months ago
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Logan asks once Genevieve leaves the room.
