Say you don't want me

l WADE’S POV She looked surprised at my confession. I knew that I had to keep talking before she replied. “I tried to tell myself that if I stayed away from you, I would stop caring. But every time something happened, whether good or bad, you were the person I thought of.” I heard her breath hitched. I chuckled at the absurdity of it all. “I came back because I realized that leaving didn’t stop me from caring. It just made me a coward.” I finally admitted to myself. I'd been running away from her for so long. It wasn't because I was attracted to her. It was because I was afraid. Leslie was quiet for a while. “I didn’t think you cared about me at all,” she finally said. “I do. I really do,” I said. “More than I should. I don't even know what I should do about it.” “That's crazy because I've never noticed it. You hide it well,” she looked at her blanket, adjusting it over her body. “I know,” I said. “The truth is, I don’t know what to make of whatever this is betwee