Alright hiya guys! I couldn't sleep last night (because I tried to go to bed early because today I had school, but from staying up so late over the break...well let's just say my sleep pattern is all screwed up) and I was laying in my bed trying my hardest to fall asleep when this hit me, which of course kept me up a few more hours planning it out. I didn't really like how I wrote it, but that's alright because I love the topic so much!:D Aahaha I hope you do too of course, and for the record I don't plan on this being a one-shot because I'd really like to see where it goes, if you know what I mean. (:
Oh and also I'd like you to know that I went to my friends house after school, and I heard my phone go off so I went to look, and I literally had seven emails saying people added me to their favorite story/author lists and reviewed and I seriously just started screaming. It meant the world to me. I love you all so much. (:
So please, enjoy!
"I'm gonna marry her someday, daddy!" sighed five year old Mal Fallon.
"Son, there's gonna be a lot more girls than just her in your life. Chances are you won't marry her," he told his son sadly.
"No daddy, her. I want to marry HER," Mal cried, staring at the brown-haired, green eyed, shy looking girl in his kindergarten class on his first day of school.
"Okay son, we'll see," replied Jacob, humoring him.
-5 years later-
Mal Fallon stared at her. She was so beautiful. He was still set on marrying her after five years. He normally wasn't a shy kid, but around her…well, let's just say he still hadn't worked up the courage to talk to her. Until now.
"Hi," Mal hesitated. "I'm Mal."
"I know," the girl replied impatiently. "We've been in the same class since kindergarten."
"W-well I was just wondering if maybe you'd like to go to the Valentine's dance with me? I-If you're going at all, that is..," he trailed off terrified.
"Gross," she scrutinized him with her green eyes narrowed. "Boys have cooties. Duh." And she ran off to play with her friends, leaving Mal close to tears in the middle of the playground.
-5 years later-
It was his first day of high school, but Mal wasn't nervous one bit. He was good at making friends, he was smart for his age, and he didn't have to worry about relationships like the other kids.
He was still in love with the brown haired, green eyed girl.
He got off his bus at 8:00am and saw her immediately when he walked into the school. His eyes always seemed to find her easily like that. She just stuck out of the crowd; no one else mattered but her. No one else had ever mattered.
She caught him looking at her and scowled, but he just smiled a winning smile at her. This would be his year. He would stop being shy around her.
Eighth period rolled around quickly and the teacher, Ms. Effie, had messed up the seating chart. Unlike their other seats, alphabetical, she had accidentally put Mal right next to the brown haired girl.
He smiled when he sat down, "Hey."
"..Hi," she answered coldly. "This doesn't mean we're friends."
"But you're just so smart," he replied. "What if I need help in this class? You'd be a great friend to have."
"Alright," she said looking into his wide blue eyes. "I guess you're okay."
-2 years later-
He was her best friend. The one she came running to when she was upset or lonely. The one she stayed up texting long into the night. The one she hugged every day when she came to school. The one she came to for advice on her latest relationship.
The one he still loved.
Unlike a normal boy, he wasn't afraid to ruin this friendship. He'd asked her out time and time again, always receiving a kind but firm, "No."
Until that one day.
"Please? It's just one dance!"
"But Mal," she cried. "It's a Valentine's dance. It's for couples."
"But neither of us have someone to go with! I promise it'll be fun."
"Fine Mal. But this doesn't mean we're dating. It isn't even a date. We're friends."
But that didn't stop him from slow dancing with her, from hugging her goodbye, from her giving him a slow kiss on the cheek.
From him falling for her more and more each day.
Finally she agreed. One date. He took her to a movie, her favorite movie, the one she wanted to see so badly.
That date had ended in a kiss. Then she never spoke to him again. She hadn't told him the reason she agreed was to give him what he wanted, right before her and her family moved away from San Francisco, all the way to New York.
-18 years later-
Detective Mal Fallon entered the captain's office, ready for the big news.
"Mal," she said slowly. "You're being assigned a new partner today."
"What about Ken?" he asked. "Ken's my partner."
"Now you'll be working with an FBI agent to solve a case. We need her and our best detective to solve it as quickly and quietly as possible. Please play nice?"
"No problem captain."
"She should be here in about a minute…," Captain Maria Yeong stated, just as said FBI agent knocked and entered.
"Hello," she introduced herself. "I'm Special Agent Natara Williams and I'm here from…"
Mal's head whipped around faster than he thought possible. But no, he wasn't hearing things. There in the doorway stood the brown haired, green eyed girl he swore to marry someday.
