I've never seen her smile so much so being the one that made her smile like that made me happier. It never left her face for the rest of the meal. She would finish up her meal and eat her dessert while sneaking looks up at me. I caught her every time because I was just looking at her. I just took all her beauty in. Inside and out. She was smart but never tried to make herself seem better than others. She always put her work first; she would even cancel plans or tell me today wasn't a good day if she had some homework or studying to catch up on. She was thoughtful but always made sure she was taken care of. She cared about other feelings but after a long life of people taking advantage of her, she made sure everything was taken care of for herself. Lastly, she was beautiful but did it effortlessly. With her hypnotizing hazel eyes that could make you do whatever she wanted, her washed out light brown skin that still looked golden and new and her long brown hair that always had some shine to it. This girl would look amazing whether she just woke up from a nap or spent 3 hours getting ready and put on that blush pink lipstick she likes with some mascara and eyeliner. She was perfect to me.
She finally finished her food and tried to pay AGAIN. She knows I hate when she does that. She'll wait until I go to the bathroom to call the waiter over and pay for the food before we even finished. So I started going to the bathroom before we went out. Or she'll run out of the car to the ticket booth to buy the tickets for the movie before I get there. So I started buying the tickets online. Or when I try on something at the store, she'll tell me to go grab something for her then she'll go pay for my clothes at the cashier. So I stopped trying on clothes at the store. We were walking out the door when she reached to grab my hand. I would always be on her side. There was no reason for me to ever be against her. I swear everything was just going right for me. And I just did it. I kissed her. The kiss that I had missed out on a year ago. The kiss I've been waiting to take. It was the kiss. I pulled back hoping she wouldn't be upset.
And then there goes that million-dollar smile again. We walked to the car and she ran to open her door. She hates when I open it for her, she says it's super cliché. Which is also why she hates when I always try to pay for her. I told her she's definitely going to have to get over that cause I'll be paying for her now, no doubt. Even though I've been doing that all the time anyways but she says it takes away her pride and makes her feel like she can't carry her own. I told her to get over it. We got in the car and I drove her over to her place.
Well it wasn't exactly her place; it was where her best friend lived. Her friend's parents were crazy rich and just moved to Europe because they were tired of America and wanted to see the world. The house was already completely paid for so they left the house to her and her siblings. Her brother moved in here about two years ago when she had to go to rehab and the guys' other best friend moved in a couple months ago. Her brother was best friends with her best friend's brother. Since her best friend moved in the parent's room, she moved in there too with the extra bed. Of course when we arrived, surprisingly there was only five cars in the driveway. I guess her best friend wasn't home yet. That was normal for this house though cause everybody would be home including all their friends.
I parked in front of the house and turned the car off I went to open the door but she already let herself out. Another cliché she doesn't like. We walked up to the door and she took out her keys to open the door. The family room was the first thing you see when you walk in and that's where everyone was. Her brother, his best friend, his best friend's girlfriend, his best friend's younger sister, his other best friend and his other best friend's girlfriend. They were just staring at us when we walked in the house, as they always do. They've been waiting for us to say that we're an official couple since they think we've been one this whole time. Luckily we got here just in time for the game so I'm just focusing on the TV while she goes to her room to take a quick nap. I'll wake her before I leave.
The first quarter is just about to end when her best friend who owns the house comes through the front door after work. She looks around the house to see the usual people here. No big deal to her. She lives for the party and always ready to go out. She looked at me and immediately began to smile. She loved seeing me around the house because she knew I kept my girlfriend happy. I kept her sane. I let her see the good things in life. Except she didn't know that she was my girlfriend now. She would find out soon though. She walked up over to the couch and looked down at me with the rest of the boys. She sat down next to me and of course, I knew she was going to ask her signature question, the same one she asks every time she sees me at her house or wherever else. "Did I ask her to be a girl my yet?"
Well today would be a different day cause my answer would be yes. And once I said it, I knew I was in for it. Remind me why girls scream so loud again. I'm pretty sure she broke my eardrums. Her brother had to pause the game because no one could even focus. All she kept saying was "Are you serious?" Everyone thought she was crazy because they didn't know what she was talking about. What she didn't know was that she woke my girlfriend up from her nap. She came out the room rubbing her eyes with her shorts and tank on, hair up in a ponytail and her signature slippers. Her best friend got up from the couch and started jumping up and down in front of her. "Why didn't you tell me he asked you to be his girlfriend?" I think that's when all hell broke loose. Her brother got up so fast and sat next to me. I thought he was going to give me the talk of my life but he just gave this stern look then smiled and told me to take care of her. I didn't see the big deal forreal. I mean they all thought we were a couple this whole time anyways, despite our denying that our friendship was purely platonic. We just made it official today I guess.
Her best friend might of been more excited than anyone else about this relationship. She ran into the kitchen and came back out with champagne and glasses. She had officially lost it. She's usually a chill mellow person but she gets super excited at parties or if someone really amazing happens and this happened to be one. She made everyone take a glass. I couldn't believe my eyes when my girlfriend picked up one. She hates alcohol. It reminds her of when she was kid cause her dad's breath always reeked of it. I gave her slight look and she just shrugged her shoulders. I mean it was only champagne, it's not like it was hennessy or vodka.
Her best friend eventually calmed down and I went back in the room with my girlfriend. She laid down and patted the bed next to her. Now I didn't expect to have sex on the first day of our relationship and even after she told me to lay down, I still didn't think so. As soon as I laid down on the bed, she put wrapped one of her legs around me and grabbed my arm from under so it would be on her shoulder. Most people would think nothing of it if their girl did that. They would just think she wanted to be touched but I knew it was more than that. She didn't just let me touch her, she let me hold her. And she doesn't let anyone do that. She trusted me. And I couldn't betray that trust. I started petting her hair and she started to doze off pretty quick. She just looks so peaceful, so beautiful... all mine. With my arm completely under her and no way to move without waking her up, I assumed I was staying the night here. I rested my head into her hair.
"I love you princess."