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When we reached the apartment door, Harper stood there staring at it. “Babe, you, okay?”
She wiped a single tear from her eye before unlocking the door and saying, “Yeah, all good.”
I had only been to her apartment a handful of times. Mostly because I hated seeing her in another guys space, when she shouldn’t have been there in the first place. No worries, she was in my space now and I was never going to let her go.
Sure enough, there were a stack of unmade boxes on the dining table and a few premade boxes for clothes that had a hanging bar. A letter sat on top of the unmade boxes. I gave her some privacy and made my way into the kitchen. After a couple of minutes, I glanced over to see she had tears streaming down her face. All I wanted to do was pull her into my arms and make her pain go away.
Harper wiped the tears from her sad eyes and held the letter out for me to read it. “Babe, I don’t need to read that. He wrote it for you.”
She laughed and said, “Trust me, just read it. I know you want too.” She was right, I did want to read it but I didn’t want to invade her privacy.
I hesitantly reached out and took the letter from her.
Harper,
Words cannot express how truly sorry I am. You are an amazing person and you deserved better.
I don’t know exactly when my friendship with Peter turned, but I can honestly say, when we met and when we moved in together, I cared deeply about you. I thought I loved you.
Until one day I looked at Peter and these butterflies filled my stomach. I tried to suppress it; I really did. I tried to focus on my feels for you, but it didn’t work. It was like I was magnetically drawn to him.
I think you know the kind of feeling I’m talking about. I’ve witnessed it with you and Micah...even you and Asher. They are both drawn to you with that same magnetic pull. If I’m being honest, that might have been why it took us so long to get together. Anytime we chatted you brought up one of them and I thought they were your boyfriends or something.
I hope one day I can share my feelings with you and maybe as crazy as it sounds be friends with you. You are one of the best people I know and these last twenty-four hours not having you in my life sucked. But I know I fucked up and I know I need to give you space.
Harper know that I have love for you, however I don’t think I was in love with you…and I think you felt the same about me. We just happened to be each other’s safety nets.
I took a risk at the expense of you, which was unfair, but I can’t say I regret it. Nevertheless, I do regret hurting you the way I did. But I feel like a weight has been lifted and I can finally be my true self.
It is one of the best feelings and I want this feeling for you. Sometimes the risk is worth the reward.
Please reach out to me when you feel comfortable.
I will be waiting.
With Love,
Theo
Ps. Please tell Micah and Asher not to beat the shit out of me for hurting you. I am rather found of my face and how it currently looks.
I glanced up from the letter to see Harper smiling. Shit, she had the most beautiful smile. I knew exactly the kind butterflies Theo was talking about, because I felt them for her.
“Do you feel like taking a risk babe?” The words are out of my mouth before I could fully register what I was saying. Fuck, that was not how I wanted this to go. The thought of her response potentially being no might actually gut me.
Harper had a smile still firmly planted on her face.That was a good sign right. It felt like an eternity waiting for her response, until she opened her mouth to speak, but a knock at the door cut her off.
She stepped closer to me pushing up on her tippy toes, she leaned in and kissed my cheek before turning away walking to the door.
***
The entire time we packed up Harper’s belongings she didn’t so much as utter a response to my question. But she kissed my cheek, so that meant yes, right?Fuck. Why did she leave me in this torturous hell hole of wonder?
The three of us worked like a well-oiled machine. Harper packed the boxes while Asher and I loaded them into the small truck. It took us a little longer than expected to load up the truck and it was noon by the time we were completely finished.
Even though Asher and I worked out regularly, we were covered in sweat from going up and down the stairs with heavy ass boxes, of course the elevator was broken.
After we finished loading the last of the boxes, the three of us stood in the kitchen, Harper sat on the countertop while Asher and I each chugged a bottle of water. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her checking us out, I also noticed how she squeezed her thighs together.
