"David?!?! Sense when?" Ashley blurted out not believing a word I was saying.
"I dont know...why does it matter, can we just drop it.
"We havent even started talking about it give me some sort of detail."
"Fine, he asked me, and I wasnt even going to go, but now I am end of discussion"
"Wait, this happened when you werent supposed to talk to him didnt it...you little.."
"Whoops I think I hear my name being called, got to go Ash, Bye!" I said quickly before she could finish her sentence.
I laughed to myself lightly as I ran out her door and walked down the street towards my house..woot Im 20 bucks richer, go me..but wait, I got 20 bucks richer by agreeing to go to the prom with david..with David What the hell was I thinking!?!
Why im my right mind would I agree to that..why im my right mind would I stoop as low as going to the prom with David, did I forget the mere fact that he hand cuffed us together and then posted banners around the school of us kissing, did I forget the mere fact that it was only 20 dollars, or did I just try and block out that stuff, because in reality I could care less about the 20 dollars and honestly liked David and wouldnt let my self come to that conclusion?
I hate the fact that I cant think straight right now, I hate the fact that I can sit there for hours just thinking about him and not realizing it, I hate the fact that my voice nor brain cant and wont truthfully say the words 'I hate David Desterosiers' and most of all I hated the fact that he could do all this stuff to me and didnt even have to try.
I had reached my house and was now sitting on the kitchen counter with a tub of 'triple peanut butter cup' ice cream mouth full and stomach empty, filling quickly.
I heard the door bell ring making me raise my eye brow and put down my ice cream taking one last scoop and shoving it in my mouth before walking to the door.
"David?" I questioned opening the door seeing him standing there a bag in his hand.
"Yea..hey I know that im not your favorite person in the world right now, and that most likely im the last person you want to go to prom with right now" Yea right I wish.. "Wich leads me to the reason I am here standing at your door, I was thinking maybe you would want to have dinner with me..i brought Chinese, and 'the notebook;" he finished holding up a bag of food with a hopeful grin on his face.
I chucked slightly amused that a boy..no David of all people was bringing such a chick flick to my house before eyeing him quickly and moving aside, motioning him in the door.
He walked in setting the food on the kitchen table and turning around to face me.
"The note book?" I laughed looking at him.
"Hey! Its not like it was my first choice, but all girls like chick flicks, so I thought why not, Im smoothes you know it" he laughed back.
"I rolled my eyes, "Ok lover boy whatever you say, now its time to suffer the consciences" I said taking the movie from his hands and walking in to the living room popping it.
He appeared 2 seconds later with a couple Chinese food boxes and some forks.
He took a seat next to me and we both watched as the previews flashed on the screen.
"Here is your fork miss" He said handing me a fork.
"Well thank you sir" I mocked taking the fork and sticking it in to the box of Chinese food in his hand.
I retrieved the fork brining it to my mouth and taking a bite...I still have yet to figure out why I was so nice to him, my intentions were to be mean to him, to be harsh and cold..yet every time I have seen him I am either nice..or want to be, trust me, you know those people that make it so hard for you to hate them? Well..he was one of those people.
The movie was almost over, Mine and David's left sides had found there way next to each other, touching ever so slightly, and the Chinese food was gone.
I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, what can I say, I hated chick flicks, only for the soul reason that I almost Always cried in them.
I felt a tear slip down my cheek, my hand moving up to quickly wipe it away but David stopped my hand making my head turn giving him a funny look.
He took his other hand his face straight and moved it up to mine, tracing my jaw bone before moving his finger up my cheek and wiping away the fresh tear.
His face moved closer to mine, his breath once again biting at my face in a pleasant seducting mixture.
No..Fell what happened last time he kissed you? My brain fought, I managed, how I dont know, to pull away bringing my hand to my face and brushing my eyes with it.
We sat there the movie credits rolling by and the silence awkward as ever. My hand tapped on my knee as my eyes adverted downwards, focusing on nothing, yet watching David out of the corner of it.
Could I trust him?
I stood in front of the mirror staring at my dress, it had black fringe on the bottom mixed in with colors of blue, it laced up in the back like a corset, I stared at my make up, black eye liner, with blue eye shadow, matching my dress, I stared at my shoes..finding out not long ago that the heels I had purchased were nearly impossible to walk in, so I was stuck with my converse. Sure it was a funny pair, a fancy dress and old converse but hey I would rather be comfortable then kill myself in heels, I dont think anyone would care what shoes I was wearing anyways.
I found myself wondering if David would like what I was wearing, was I too fancy, was I not fancy enough, Would he like my make up..would he care I was wearing converse...then it hit me, the last thing that I would have thought about before tonight...I can't dance
Hell this was prom after all...and the only dancing experienced I have had is dancing like a maniac in my under wear to fall out boy...yea I dont think that was going to help me here.
I took large intakes of air trying to calm myself down, clear my brain, I couldn't get too worried about this, I mean it's too late to learn now and who would teach me? I just had to stick it out, make excuses, just not dance, who knows what would happen if you got me on the dance floor.
I jumped hearing a knock at my door. I looked in the mirror quickly adjusting my hair and then walked down stairs, I paused before turning the handle and opening the door.
I looked him up and down, him in a tux, his hair in a gelled fawhawk,
a corsage at hand, and to my luck, he had on converse too.
He was so damn cute, this brought the thought in to my head, 'should I hate him or love him?'
I saw his jaw fall slightly as his eyes devoured my sight, he looked me up and down as I had done him, and paused when he saw my converse looking at his own a grin forming on his face.
"You look..Gorgeous" He said his voice soft and quiet his eyes still on me, as if they couldnt tear themselves away.
Gorgeous, I liked hearing those words, never before had I been called that, and it brought a slight smile to my face.
"Thanks" I said biting my lip and looking down.
"You need one more thing though" He stated simply taking the flower out of the box and placing the elastic around my wrist, I gazed at it, the smile still on my face.
I reached behind me pulling his off the table and pinned it on his coat.
"Ok I think were ready" I grinned taking my arm and wrapping it with his...Or at least I hope Im ready.
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