There was a pause. "Huh? What did you say?" Clyde asked, voice full of confusion.
Micah shut his eyes. "I said…" He gritted his teeth, fighting the embarrassment. "I… love you."
This time it was slightly louder. Almost audible.
"Are you alright? Where are you right now?" Clyde's panicked voice came through the phone.
Micah's ears burned. "You stupid man! I'm never saying this ever again!" He barked the words in frustration and hung up, stabbing the screen with his thumb.
The phone buzzed a second later, Clyde calling back. Micah declined it ruthlessly. Then again and again.
He seethed with anger. Clyde! What a jerk!
He shoved the phone back into his pocket and ran both hands through his hair.
After that near-death experience, he wanted to have no regrets anymore. So he had started with Clyde. He never thought his confession would be treated like this!
Fuck! He would never say the word love! Ever again!
