It was Brady, my 7 year crush. I followed him slowly to the back yard. I knew that I would have to look at him and talk sooner or later. I started to get ready to say something. Right then, he turned around and stopped. I could feel his eyes laid on me.
I started to to look up, but then he spoke first...

Is that all true? What you said in there? he said calmly.
About you liking me since you were 7?? he looked at me curiously
Yes, it's all true. But, I was scared to say anything because...
I was dry in the mouth. He looked at me again and gave a little smile.
Because you were scared? Because, you were afraid I wouldn't like you back?? he questioned me.
Because... I was afraid that you wouldn't like me back, or think that I was silly liking you like that. I looked down and admired the patches of grass inbetween the large fields of dirt.
He took my hands and and held tightly to them.
I don't think that it is silly that you like me, or that you thought that I wouldn't like you back. he said gently.
I looked at our hands all cupped together like that and closed my eyes. For a moment, I thought that I could really feel something. It was one of those silent moments.
I opened my eyes and found myself still looking at the ground. He sighed and started to speak again.
" You know, I have had a crush on you more then once." he said quitely. My eyes sort of widened and I had a lot of stuff going through my head. Like, questions I never answered, my future, the barrel horse that I lost. I looked up at him with gentle eyes.
I could feel myself lighten up, as if I was light as a feather. It was like someone had lifed me off of the ground when I looked into his eyes. I could feel myself drawing into him, like I was being reeled in like a fish from the sea.
I could feel our lips getting closer to one another, the moment that I had been dreaming about for years....