"I wouldn't bother confessing __________," Eliza told you.
"He just doesn't like you that way, I'm sorry."
"Whatever Eliza," you said preoccupied with the letter you were writing to that special someone.
"I asked," she piped up again.
You groaned as she continued to sneakily insult you.
"___________!" a voice from the front door called. "I'm back!"
Your face turned red, he was here. Now was your chance. But you were too late and Eliza answered the door and started to flirt with him. "Hey Gilly."
The albino gentleman walked into your kitchen were you sat. Quickly you hit your letter to him, "Hey Gil. What's up?"
"Nothing much, you?"
Eliza bounced into the room, "__________ is writing a love note."
Your face turned red, "Eliza!"
Gilbert turned slightly pale although you didn't notice.
"Yup, but I told her it wasn't worth it," she continued, "I mean it's not like the boy she likes would ever like her back, I mean-."
"Shut up Eliza!" Gilbert snapped. "__________ is pretty, and smart, and ten times more the lady that you'll ever be." He looked at you and turned red. "She's nice…she's funny…and well…she's really special…"
You blushed, "G-Gil…"
"And any guy would be lucky to have her." Quietly you slipped the piece of paper into his hand.
"G-Gilbert…I…umm have wanted to tell you for a long time…I really like you."
Gilbert took your letter, "Really?"
You smiled, "Yes."
Leaning down he swooped you up in a kiss.