ALLISON
His words struck me and I found myself gaping at him with my heart racing at the question he had asked.
"Allison...do you love me?" He repeated his question when I gave no reply. I stared into his eyes for as long as I could, trying to decipher him, trying to think of what to say, trying to understand and come to terms with everything that was happening.
"Matthew..." I called out almost in a whisper. For some reason, I lost my voice.
"I..I...." I stuttered and looked away from him.
He stared at me warily, he looked worried and I was panicking.
Love wasn't something I just wanted to confess to him. That meant that I accepted the feeling. And it was stupid because I know it drove me, it carried and it stirred me towards him like a heavy current being pushed to one particular pl
