When I saw you,

Everyone knew

I liked the effect that you had on my eyes

Once I have consoled my apparently dramatic lover and explained that blowing my phone up with messages isn't a smart idea to wake me up, I gobble my breakfast to silence my groaning stomach. The eggs and bacon hit the spot, and I lean back in my desk chair, satisfied. My phone vibrates on my desk and I grab it, noting that it's a message from Drew.

'wanna hang out? ;)' I roll my eyes and swiftly reply back:

'Of course. When?' It takes a little while for him to reply, but once he does:

'asap?' I sigh outwardly and run my fingers through my hair again.

'I can…but I just woke up. Let me get ready.'

'don't take forever, tum tum.' I laugh out loud at his use of my pet name, and stand up, setting my phone back down on the desk. It takes me a few moments to dig around in my closet, but I eventually pull out skinny jeans and a loose grey shirt, as well as my favorite black Chucks. In glancing down at my Chucks, I automatically remember wearing them on the first day I officially met Drew. I was walking and talking with a few of friends in the hallway on our way to Physics that day in our sophomore year, and my arms were full of books. He had been running in the hall to catch up with some of his friends and wasn't looking where he was going. Of course, he ran into me, causing my books to fall all over the floor. I wasn't hurt physically, but I was afraid that I would be hurt emotionally later. Drew apologized profusely as he gave me back my books, and the moment our eyes locked, I couldn't look away. His deep blue eyes had captivated me, and the way his face was shaped and the way his hair fell just so made my heart pound. The apologies fell from his lips, and his eyebrows raised in surprise. I could hear my friends and his friends whispering among themselves, but I paid them no mind. He held his hand out once my books were safe in my arms, and introduced himself.

"Hi. I'm Drew Bartles."

"Autumn Leighland." I replied, trying not to let my voice shake.

"I don't believe we've met before." He had remarked, his friends apparently forgotten.

"N-no, I don't think so." I stuttered, feeling my friends walk away from me a few inches. They later told me that they didn't want to seem rude to Drew, and didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Well, I would have remembered." With a wink, Drew walked away, a certain swagger in his step that wasn't there before.

I shake my head, smiling as the memory comes back to me. I pull on the clothes and put my hair up in a bun, remembering how close we became after that. He was my best friend for a year before he asked me out, which he happened to correspond with the State football game victory for our team. I was at the game with several friends to cheer him on, and when they won, I ran onto the field with the rest of the student body to congratulate him. He threw his helmet on the ground when he saw me and swept me up in a hug. After he let go of me, he grabbed my hand and slowly sank down on one knee before me. I put my free hand over my mouth and couldn't believe what was happening. Sweaty and tired, but clearly determined, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I had tears welling up in my eyes, and shakily said yes. He stood up and embraced me so tightly, I could hardly breathe.

I pull on socks and my Chucks after applying a thin layer of makeup on my face, and grab my phone from the desk, my heart beating fast with happiness. I spend as much time as I can with Drew now, and not one minute is wasted. I don't take my love for him for granted, and I know that he doesn't either.