He is gone. My bestfriend is gone, he left at 2:00am with a bag in one hand and a note for me in the other. He came to my window and knocked softly, I asked what he was doing here and he said he had to go.

His parents were mad at him for quitting the football team and said that he was sorry.He told me that he was in love with me, He told me that since I hate football so much that he would quit if it meant he got to be with me and would get me to love him as much as he does. Little does he know I have loved him since we were kids and I always will.

I told him that I couldn't truely love him until he went home. He told me that he wouldn't go back until they cool down. I told him that they wouldn't calm down until he went home and talked to them.He said that I was just like them and ran away.

That morning I called his parents and told them that he came to me before he left,they cried and told me that they were thankful that I told them. When I hung up I wiped my face not knowing I was crying. He called me and told me that he would come back if I would be his girlfriend, I agreed and he came home. When he got to school  the next day I ran to him and kissed him passionately. He spun me around and kissed my cheek holding my hand while we walked to class.

My bestfriend left but then he came back and now we are together.