I still haven't talked to him since our kiss. He texted me and even

rang but I can't bring myself to answer. Every time I try fear seizes me

and I run away. I keep running and I don't know how to stop.

It's now half one in the morning and I don't want to think about

James. I don't want to write any more love letters to James Baxter. I

can't do it anymore. It's too much. He's too much.