Love 101.Lesson 4: Always be a gentleman- Part 1
"No, I'm not too tired...I'm umm sorry about...I wasn't thinking ..I made plans with Vince and totally forgot about it", I step down off the steps, apologizing. I hope she doesn't think I'm a complete moron, now.
"It's cool.Mia told me about it", she grins walking into the living room. Mia told her I went out on a date? That's just great. I sigh and follow her. She sits on the one end of the couch and I take a seat at the other, while she laughs at me.
"What?", I ask, clueless.
"I don't have coodies, Dom", she giggles.
"I just wanted you to be comfortable..", I lie, the truth being, I don't want her close enough to hear my raging heartbeat.
"Yeah, ok", she laughs leaning directly over me to reach the remote on an end table. God, she smells like vanilla, and her hair grazes my face for a millisecond, giving me slight goose bumps. She sits back with her cute little feet tucked underneath. She starts the movie again from the beginning, asking questions about everything. I explain just as she inquires, and she listens intensely. By the end of the movie she's almost predicting what will happen. She smiles triumphantly as her predictions come to light. I'm consumed with just watching her. Every movement is a joy. From the way she smiles, to the way her hair cascades across her shoulders, I'm smitten. I steal each glance as her eyes are illuminated by the blue glow from the TV., her mind encircling the concepts of the movie. I want to be in her mind, I want to know her every thought. I want to listen to her voice every second of my life. I sigh in frustration. I should just ask her. It's Letty. The worst she could do is say no, and shatter my heart into shards of pain. Would the rejection or never knowing hurt more? Either way, I wouldn't be with her, but if I never find out there would still be hope, right? The movie ends and she flicks on a lamp before turning the TV off.
"I'm thirsty", she lays the remote down and stretches her arms above her.
"I'll get it", I stand and walk into the kitchen. Opening the refridgerator door, I bend over to reach for a drink in the back. Pulling the drinks out, I turn and Letty's right behind me. I jump slightly as she laughs and takes one out of my hand. She pops the top and takes a few sips, and the house is silent as we drink.
"I should be getting home, it's kinda late", she says between gulps, finishing off the soda remarkably quick. No, please don't leave, I want you to stay. Stay, just talk to me, don't talk, anything but leave.
"Let me walk you", I blurt, loosing all logical thinking, and desperately wanting as much time near her as possible.
"That's okay..I don't think there's much danger in me walking a hundred feet down the sidewalk.", she chuckles, shooting me down unintentionally.
"You sure?", I ask again, hoping she'll give in.
"Yeah, I'm straight...thanks for offering, though", she smiles sincerely slipping on a her jacket. I walk her to the door and she thanks me again before leaving. I close the door and take a deep breath in, finding her lingering scent. I AM pathetic. I turn off all the lights downstairs before going up to bed. How could I be less pathetic? I strip off my clothes and lay on top of my bed. I'm just gonna ask her out tommorow at the garage. It's that simple. She'll either say yes or no, and I'll just deal with it when it comes. I'm gonna stop worrying so much about it and just do it. That's my resolution. I vow to stop being pathetic, and build some fucking confidence, or at least pretend to have some. Feeling somewhat empowered, I fall asleep quickly.
"No, I'm not too tired...I'm umm sorry about...I wasn't thinking ..I made plans with Vince and totally forgot about it", I step down off the steps, apologizing. I hope she doesn't think I'm a complete moron, now.
"It's cool.Mia told me about it", she grins walking into the living room. Mia told her I went out on a date? That's just great. I sigh and follow her. She sits on the one end of the couch and I take a seat at the other, while she laughs at me.
"What?", I ask, clueless.
"I don't have coodies, Dom", she giggles.
"I just wanted you to be comfortable..", I lie, the truth being, I don't want her close enough to hear my raging heartbeat.
"Yeah, ok", she laughs leaning directly over me to reach the remote on an end table. God, she smells like vanilla, and her hair grazes my face for a millisecond, giving me slight goose bumps. She sits back with her cute little feet tucked underneath. She starts the movie again from the beginning, asking questions about everything. I explain just as she inquires, and she listens intensely. By the end of the movie she's almost predicting what will happen. She smiles triumphantly as her predictions come to light. I'm consumed with just watching her. Every movement is a joy. From the way she smiles, to the way her hair cascades across her shoulders, I'm smitten. I steal each glance as her eyes are illuminated by the blue glow from the TV., her mind encircling the concepts of the movie. I want to be in her mind, I want to know her every thought. I want to listen to her voice every second of my life. I sigh in frustration. I should just ask her. It's Letty. The worst she could do is say no, and shatter my heart into shards of pain. Would the rejection or never knowing hurt more? Either way, I wouldn't be with her, but if I never find out there would still be hope, right? The movie ends and she flicks on a lamp before turning the TV off.
"I'm thirsty", she lays the remote down and stretches her arms above her.
"I'll get it", I stand and walk into the kitchen. Opening the refridgerator door, I bend over to reach for a drink in the back. Pulling the drinks out, I turn and Letty's right behind me. I jump slightly as she laughs and takes one out of my hand. She pops the top and takes a few sips, and the house is silent as we drink.
"I should be getting home, it's kinda late", she says between gulps, finishing off the soda remarkably quick. No, please don't leave, I want you to stay. Stay, just talk to me, don't talk, anything but leave.
"Let me walk you", I blurt, loosing all logical thinking, and desperately wanting as much time near her as possible.
"That's okay..I don't think there's much danger in me walking a hundred feet down the sidewalk.", she chuckles, shooting me down unintentionally.
"You sure?", I ask again, hoping she'll give in.
"Yeah, I'm straight...thanks for offering, though", she smiles sincerely slipping on a her jacket. I walk her to the door and she thanks me again before leaving. I close the door and take a deep breath in, finding her lingering scent. I AM pathetic. I turn off all the lights downstairs before going up to bed. How could I be less pathetic? I strip off my clothes and lay on top of my bed. I'm just gonna ask her out tommorow at the garage. It's that simple. She'll either say yes or no, and I'll just deal with it when it comes. I'm gonna stop worrying so much about it and just do it. That's my resolution. I vow to stop being pathetic, and build some fucking confidence, or at least pretend to have some. Feeling somewhat empowered, I fall asleep quickly.