I was sitting on the edge of my best friend, Katherines', bed and we were talking non stop as usual.

"Hey, so there's this guy at my church, his name is Kyle. I think you would like him, he's really sweet and funny." Katherine told me.

"He sounds nice, but you know I don't like being set up." I replied crossing my arms.

"But you have to meet him! You guys are prefect for each other. Oh and one more thing, he has cancer, but he doesn't care if you talk about it. It doesn't bother him." Katherine added.

"Oh my god, he has cancer? But I don't want to get him sick... What type of cancer does he have?" I trailed off.

"I'm not exactly sure, But all I know is that he is getting better and will recover soon." Katherine said, swinging her feet over the side of the fluffy purple bed.

"So, do you want me to call him?" Katherine continued, grabbing her phone from her nightstand.

"Sure, I guess, I don't know". I replied slightly smiling.

Soon after Katherine and I were parking in the Starbucks parking lot.

"I'm a bit nervous." I admitted, my cheeks flushed with pink.

"Don't be. It's gonna go great, I just know it. I'll be in the Barnes and Noble next door because I need some new books. Just text me if anything goes wrong." Katherine replied, unlocking the car doors.

I stepped outside to the warm fall air and headed into the Starbucks. It was a pretty hot day, though it was September, I was wearing denim short shorts, a brown tank top and tan gladiator flip flops. I threw my hair up into a high ponytail, and tied it with a hot pink elastic.

As I walked in, I saw a tall guy, looking about 17. He had short dark brown hair, he was a little pale, and had deep brown eyes. He was wearing tan khakis and a white t-shirt that showed his broad muscles and chest. I knew immediately it was Kyle. My heart fluttered in my chest as I walked up to the table he was sitting at.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Waytsers." I said nervously, sticking out my hand.

"I'm Kyle Lapy." Kyle replied in a deep voice, shaking my hand. We sat down at the table, looking at each other for a moment.

"You have beautiful eyes, Elizabeth, or Liz, Umm I don't know what you like to be called." Kyle said chuckling.

"Well thank you, normally I like to be called Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz if you want to." I said, getting up to order my coffee.

"Oh, here I'll pay for it." Kyle said, pulling out his wallet as we got to the front of the line.

"Thanks." I replied

"One medium mocha frappuccino." I said to the Cashier.

"Make that two." Kyle said, stepping from behind me and handing the cashier some money.

We got our drinks and sat back down.

"Katherine has told me a lot about you, Liz." Kyle said sipping his drink.

"Interesting, Katherine hasn't told me a lot about you. All she told me was that your nice, and funny. And you have cancer..." I whispered, looking at the floor.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of. Im okay talking about it. I have lymphoma." Kyle replied taking my hand in his.

"Oh. How long have you had it?" I asked him.

"About three years. But I'm doing better, a lot better. The treatments are working well." he replied.

I looked deep into his eyes. Something about him felt good and pure. I couldn't describe the feeling. I had never felt this way before. I leaned in closer to him, gently pulling his face towards mine.

His lips pressed to mine, they were soft and warm. I could feel all of the energy and warmth. We held the kiss for a few seconds and then broke away.

"I'm uh really sorry." I said blushing.

"No, no, it's okay really. Your a good kisser." he said.

"Um thanks?" I replied laughing.

I reached across the table to grab a napkin and spilled Kyle's coffee all over the table and into his lap. I hopped up quickly, trying to clean up the mess.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed loudly, grabbing napkins, and nervously wiping the table.

"it's okay." Kyle laughed, trying to wipe up his coffee stained tee and pants. His shirt was totally soaked through so he whipped it off.

"Sir, you must keep your shirt on, it's the store rules." The manager told him.

"Well, then I guess we'll go." Kyle said, grabbing his shirt and taking my hand.

"This was fun." I said, laughing as we walked towards the cars.

"It was. Will have to do it again." Kyle replied.

"Heres my number." I handed him a pink post it with my information on it.

"Thanks. Well I guess I'll see you around?" Kyle said, hopping in his car.

I called Katherine and told her to come outside so we could go home.