WhatATwist98
04-07-2015, 08:46 PM
Part 1
I sat on the couch and waited for my girlfriend, Lydia. It was valentines day and she wanted me to tell her stories about me before I asked her out while we watched her favorite movie, The Princess Bride. She was laying with her feet over the arm of the couch and her head in my lap, her hair sprawled over my legs.
"Are you gonna start now?" She asked.
"Hmm.." I said, thinking of one,"I remember the very last day of seventh grade. The school was celebrating and drinking rootbeer floats. As the day ended I walked back to my locker and there you were. You were so beautiful even back then. We were alone in the hall with you walking about three feet ahead of me. I wanted to ask you out then, but I just couldn't."
"Why not?" She asked.
"I was too scared, I was afaid you'd say no." I answered.
"Well you could've atleast tried. I wasn't that intimidating was I?" She asked.
"Remember, while you had a whole school of friends and confidence to rule the world, I was the new kid. I knew there were other boys trying to chase you down and was too afraid of what they'd think of me if you rejected me." I said.
"Oh, you poor baby." she said, sarcastically.
"Yeah,yeah. Whatever. Let's watch this movie." I said.
Part 2
"Go on. Tell me another one." Lydia siad. It's Valentines day and I'm telling my girlfriend stories about me before I asked her out.
"Alright, let me think." I said, "Oh! I know! I remember one time you and I were assigned to the same 4 person team in a mathletes meet. We weren't supposed to be on the same team and I had to pay this kid $20 just to switch teams with me. It was worth it though."
"You still didn't talk to me much" She said.
"Yeah, I know. I also first time we actually talked. Sadly it was at the dance when my date just brought me along so she and her friends could call me gay." I said.
"Yeah, I remember. I never did find out if you were gay. Are you?" She asked jokingly.
" Oh yeah," I responded sarcastically,"I just couldn't grow a thick enough beard so I chose you instead."
"Thick," she said, jokingly, raising an eyebrow," are you calling me fat?"
"My god you're beautiful." I said, kissing her on the forehead.
I sat on the couch and waited for my girlfriend, Lydia. It was valentines day and she wanted me to tell her stories about me before I asked her out while we watched her favorite movie, The Princess Bride. She was laying with her feet over the arm of the couch and her head in my lap, her hair sprawled over my legs.
"Are you gonna start now?" She asked.
"Hmm.." I said, thinking of one,"I remember the very last day of seventh grade. The school was celebrating and drinking rootbeer floats. As the day ended I walked back to my locker and there you were. You were so beautiful even back then. We were alone in the hall with you walking about three feet ahead of me. I wanted to ask you out then, but I just couldn't."
"Why not?" She asked.
"I was too scared, I was afaid you'd say no." I answered.
"Well you could've atleast tried. I wasn't that intimidating was I?" She asked.
"Remember, while you had a whole school of friends and confidence to rule the world, I was the new kid. I knew there were other boys trying to chase you down and was too afraid of what they'd think of me if you rejected me." I said.
"Oh, you poor baby." she said, sarcastically.
"Yeah,yeah. Whatever. Let's watch this movie." I said.
Part 2
"Go on. Tell me another one." Lydia siad. It's Valentines day and I'm telling my girlfriend stories about me before I asked her out.
"Alright, let me think." I said, "Oh! I know! I remember one time you and I were assigned to the same 4 person team in a mathletes meet. We weren't supposed to be on the same team and I had to pay this kid $20 just to switch teams with me. It was worth it though."
"You still didn't talk to me much" She said.
"Yeah, I know. I also first time we actually talked. Sadly it was at the dance when my date just brought me along so she and her friends could call me gay." I said.
"Yeah, I remember. I never did find out if you were gay. Are you?" She asked jokingly.
" Oh yeah," I responded sarcastically,"I just couldn't grow a thick enough beard so I chose you instead."
"Thick," she said, jokingly, raising an eyebrow," are you calling me fat?"
"My god you're beautiful." I said, kissing her on the forehead.