Beginning!
Me and Michael were little kids. And grew up with a huge crush on eachother. When we became teenagers, he asked me out on our first date. Of course, being in love with Mike, I said yes. He was going to take me to the movies to watch a scary movie. I was very very nervous about the date, and was even considering canceling it because I didn't like a thing I tried on for the date. But I found a cute dress and heels. I was nervous he wouldn't like it. But when he showed up at my door, he said "Woah, you look--- wow. You look gorgeous!" I blushed and checked him out and said "Thanks, you look pretty hot too!" He blushes and holds out his hand and says "Shall we?" I melted at the sound of his soft, sweet, shy voice. I took his hand and said "We shall." We were in the car, on the way to the movies about 2 minutes later. He had music on low and was quietly singing along. I couldn't believe we were finally on a date. I had been waiting on this for 3 years! And it was finally happening. He looked at me and I had a worried look on my face, and I didn't even notice it, because I was so lost in my thoughts. He turned off the radio and said "Hey, what's wrong?" I looked at him and ask "Do you like me?" He said "No..." I looked at him and start crying. He pulls over and says "I don't like you, I love you. Why do you think I stayed single all these years?" I look up and say "Oh, Michael." He leans over to kiss me, and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I lean in too and we kiss. He pulls away and puts his hand on my cheek, and says softly under his breath " That was amazing... you're amazing. I love you, but..." He sighs and takes his hand off of me, he sits in his seat away from me and looks down. I, confused, ask "But what? I don't like hearing a but." He sighs and refuses to look at me. He says "I just---" He sighs and says "I don't want to do this." I say "What?" He says "I don't want to do this anymore." I say "What do you mean? You don't want us to date anymore?" He looks at me and stares deeply into my eyes. "I'm a heartbreaker, and I don't want you, of all people to get hurt. I'm sorry. But it's over." I look at him with a hurt expression. And I say "It's a bit too late for that Mike, you just hurt me!" I get out of the car and say "I'll walk home. I never want to see you again Michael!" I slam the car door and take off walking. I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't care. He drives the car at my pace, rolls down the window, and says "Get back in the car, please! I'll take you home." I don't look at him but say "Do I know you?" He says "Oh come on! I'm sorry. This was the last thing I wanted to happen." And, yet, I kept on walking. He had no idea how much I wanted to get in that car and forgive him. I said "Leave me alone, Mike. I thought I loved you, I thought you were a sweet, sensitive guy. But guess what? I thought wrong." I glanced behind me and he had stopped the car. I could see him barely inside the dark car. He was crying. I almost stopped. He noticed I was looking at him. I quickly turned around and kept on walking. There was a bus stop about 5 yards ahead. I kept on glancing at Mike. He sat there, and eventually turned the car off. I saw him, he threw the keys at the dash. He put his hands on the wheel, and had a conflicted look on his face from what I could see. He got out and started walking in my direction. I couldn't believe he was actually coming. He almost started running towards me. "I'm sorry!" He yelled, still about 4 yards away. I said "Yeah, right!" He fell to his knees at that moment and said barely audible enough to hear "I'm so so so so so so so sorry. I'm sorry. I was stupid. I wish I would've kept my mouth shut. I'm sorry." He was pitiful, and I had to go over there. I couldn't resist. I ran, not walked, ran over to him. "Oh, Mike." I helped him up. He said "Do you forgive me?" I hugged him. "I do, but I don't think we can go out ever again." Still hugging eachother, he said " I respect that. Can we still be friends?" I said yes. and we stopped hugging, but still had our hands on eachother as if we were hugging. We started making out, and I pulled away immediately. "We can't deny it, or fight it, Michael. We love eachother, and we need to be together." He said "Well, it's only 8:30, would you like to go to that movie still?" I said yes and we got back in the car and went there. While in the movie, I was extremely scared, but Michael wasn't. He looked over at me and noticed I was scared. He did the "fake" yawn and put his arm around me and whispered softly "I'm right here, and I always will be." I came closer to him and we snuggled. I said " How did we get here? Together? Right now?" He said "Fate." We stared lovingly into eachother's eyes. He gave me a little kiss on the cheek. After the movie, he drove me back to my house. He said "I had a good time tonight, besides the whole breakup thing." I laughed and said "Yeah, can we forget that?" He nodded yes. And I kissed him goodnight. I said "Goodnight, Michael. I'll see you tomorrow night." He looked confused "What's tomorrow?" He asked. I said "Oh, our second date. See ya." I winked and went inside. He stayed out there and threw pebbles at my window about 10 minutes after I went in. I opened it and said "Are you crazy? It's almost midnight, Michael!" He said "I forgot to ask you something." I said "What is it?" He asked me "So, am I---am I like, your boyfriend now?" I said "Yes." And he said "Cool, so I'll pick you up at?" I said "How about 6:45? I want to go on a picnic, is that ok?" He said "Yeah, that's perfect. You're perfect." I said "Well, I can't be perfect without sleep, and I know you can't be your gorgeous self without sleep either, so why don't you go home, we can both get some sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow." He said "Ok, I love you." I replied "I love you too." He got in his car and drove off to his house. I shut the window and tried to fall asleep but somehow, couldn't. I was too busy thinking about Michael and everything that happened that night.
Me and Michael were little kids. And grew up with a huge crush on eachother. When we became teenagers, he asked me out on our first date. Of course, being in love with Mike, I said yes. He was going to take me to the movies to watch a scary movie. I was very very nervous about the date, and was even considering canceling it because I didn't like a thing I tried on for the date. But I found a cute dress and heels. I was nervous he wouldn't like it. But when he showed up at my door, he said "Woah, you look--- wow. You look gorgeous!" I blushed and checked him out and said "Thanks, you look pretty hot too!" He blushes and holds out his hand and says "Shall we?" I melted at the sound of his soft, sweet, shy voice. I took his hand and said "We shall." We were in the car, on the way to the movies about 2 minutes later. He had music on low and was quietly singing along. I couldn't believe we were finally on a date. I had been waiting on this for 3 years! And it was finally happening. He looked at me and I had a worried look on my face, and I didn't even notice it, because I was so lost in my thoughts. He turned off the radio and said "Hey, what's wrong?" I looked at him and ask "Do you like me?" He said "No..." I looked at him and start crying. He pulls over and says "I don't like you, I love you. Why do you think I stayed single all these years?" I look up and say "Oh, Michael." He leans over to kiss me, and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I lean in too and we kiss. He pulls away and puts his hand on my cheek, and says softly under his breath " That was amazing... you're amazing. I love you, but..." He sighs and takes his hand off of me, he sits in his seat away from me and looks down. I, confused, ask "But what? I don't like hearing a but." He sighs and refuses to look at me. He says "I just---" He sighs and says "I don't want to do this." I say "What?" He says "I don't want to do this anymore." I say "What do you mean? You don't want us to date anymore?" He looks at me and stares deeply into my eyes. "I'm a heartbreaker, and I don't want you, of all people to get hurt. I'm sorry. But it's over." I look at him with a hurt expression. And I say "It's a bit too late for that Mike, you just hurt me!" I get out of the car and say "I'll walk home. I never want to see you again Michael!" I slam the car door and take off walking. I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't care. He drives the car at my pace, rolls down the window, and says "Get back in the car, please! I'll take you home." I don't look at him but say "Do I know you?" He says "Oh come on! I'm sorry. This was the last thing I wanted to happen." And, yet, I kept on walking. He had no idea how much I wanted to get in that car and forgive him. I said "Leave me alone, Mike. I thought I loved you, I thought you were a sweet, sensitive guy. But guess what? I thought wrong." I glanced behind me and he had stopped the car. I could see him barely inside the dark car. He was crying. I almost stopped. He noticed I was looking at him. I quickly turned around and kept on walking. There was a bus stop about 5 yards ahead. I kept on glancing at Mike. He sat there, and eventually turned the car off. I saw him, he threw the keys at the dash. He put his hands on the wheel, and had a conflicted look on his face from what I could see. He got out and started walking in my direction. I couldn't believe he was actually coming. He almost started running towards me. "I'm sorry!" He yelled, still about 4 yards away. I said "Yeah, right!" He fell to his knees at that moment and said barely audible enough to hear "I'm so so so so so so so sorry. I'm sorry. I was stupid. I wish I would've kept my mouth shut. I'm sorry." He was pitiful, and I had to go over there. I couldn't resist. I ran, not walked, ran over to him. "Oh, Mike." I helped him up. He said "Do you forgive me?" I hugged him. "I do, but I don't think we can go out ever again." Still hugging eachother, he said " I respect that. Can we still be friends?" I said yes. and we stopped hugging, but still had our hands on eachother as if we were hugging. We started making out, and I pulled away immediately. "We can't deny it, or fight it, Michael. We love eachother, and we need to be together." He said "Well, it's only 8:30, would you like to go to that movie still?" I said yes and we got back in the car and went there. While in the movie, I was extremely scared, but Michael wasn't. He looked over at me and noticed I was scared. He did the "fake" yawn and put his arm around me and whispered softly "I'm right here, and I always will be." I came closer to him and we snuggled. I said " How did we get here? Together? Right now?" He said "Fate." We stared lovingly into eachother's eyes. He gave me a little kiss on the cheek. After the movie, he drove me back to my house. He said "I had a good time tonight, besides the whole breakup thing." I laughed and said "Yeah, can we forget that?" He nodded yes. And I kissed him goodnight. I said "Goodnight, Michael. I'll see you tomorrow night." He looked confused "What's tomorrow?" He asked. I said "Oh, our second date. See ya." I winked and went inside. He stayed out there and threw pebbles at my window about 10 minutes after I went in. I opened it and said "Are you crazy? It's almost midnight, Michael!" He said "I forgot to ask you something." I said "What is it?" He asked me "So, am I---am I like, your boyfriend now?" I said "Yes." And he said "Cool, so I'll pick you up at?" I said "How about 6:45? I want to go on a picnic, is that ok?" He said "Yeah, that's perfect. You're perfect." I said "Well, I can't be perfect without sleep, and I know you can't be your gorgeous self without sleep either, so why don't you go home, we can both get some sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow." He said "Ok, I love you." I replied "I love you too." He got in his car and drove off to his house. I shut the window and tried to fall asleep but somehow, couldn't. I was too busy thinking about Michael and everything that happened that night.
