I couldn't believe I was there. I had wanted him for so long…so unimaginably long, and there I was. He was just so amazing. I know it's a little bit ridiculous to be so incredibly swept away by the fact that we were just watching a DVD, but it felt so right. We were watching the television in his bedroom, sitting on his bed leaning against the wall behind us. I could tell he was tired; I was tired, too. It was eleven and we'd both been up since early that morning planning for a gig the following weekend. I looked up at him slowly, wishing I knew what exactly he was thinking. He looked back at me. I smiled slightly and he put his arm around me and pulled me close to his chest.
"El, I am so glad we're friends."
"Yeah, uh, friends. I'm happy too." Friends…I should've known, he'll never be into me, I thought.
"Ellie…" Craig pushed me slightly so that my head was off his chest and I was facing him. I looked deep into his eyes. I wanted him. I wanted him so, so badly. Then, he continued, "Look, El…I think that…well I just wanted to…Ellie."
"Craig, what are you trying to say?"
Then, in one uncontrollable moment of passion, he kissed me. I looked at him, curious as to whether or not this whole thing was a dream.
