On the way to school, Martin continuously looked over at Ruthie, and it was really starting to bug her.
"Martin, are you ok?"
"Yeah, sure, why do you ask," Martin replied.
"Well, you keep looking over at me, and it's a little creepy," Ruthie answered.
Martin pulled into a spot in the school parking lot, turned the car off, and looked over at his best friend. "Sorry, I'm just nervous."
"Why," Ruthie asked.
"Because I'm about to do something, and I don't know what will happen," Martin said, taking a deep breath and looking straight at her.
"Well, do you want to talk about it? Is there any way I can help?'
Martin smiled and looked at her face, wondering how nice a person can be. "No. Just sit right there."
"Ok…want to tell me what's going on Martin," Ruthie pondered.
"Nothing. Just this." And with those two words, he leaned across the armrest, cupped her chin in his hand, and kissed her. It wasn't a long kiss, just a short, sweet, simple kiss that expressed his feelings in a way no words could. As they pulled away, Ruthie couldn't help but smile.
"What was that for?"
Martin laughed, and simply stared at her before saying, "For always being there for me. For thinking about me, even when I'm perfectly fine, and, just because I love you."
"You love me?" Ruthie asked.
Martin blushed, and smiled a little before taking her hand in his, and saying, "Yes, I do."
"I love you too Martin." It was a simple sentence, but it meant the world to Martin. He never comprehended before how much words can mean, but after hearing those 5 words, it finally became clear to him.
They kissed each other again, got out of the car, and walked up the front steps of the school, holding hands, not noticing that everyone was staring at them.