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We woke up later that day around three I suppose. I was too hung over to take much notice. After a round of aspirin for everyone, Nikkolette decided to paint the house. I don�t blame her for not liking the urine color that was already pasted on the walls. So we piled into the car on our way to Home Depot. When we returned home, well Nikkolette and Starre�s home, it was late. Probably too late to start painting, but none of us exactly having jobs we had to be to the next day promised to be quite a night. We pushed all the furniture into the middle of the room and commented on how we were glad they hadn�t finished unpacking yet. We broke out the plastic and paintbrushes and got to work. We decided the living room would look best in white and that�s how it went. Two CDs later while the girls were trying to decide on another CD, I grabbed Zac and pulled him off to the side. I hadn�t gotten to talk to him alone all day and I had wanted to ask him about Starre. He did like her. I remember his face lit up when I asked him about her. I told him how much I liked Nikkolette and he understood. For the first time he understood. It wasn�t until we finished the room and were all lying in Nikkolette�s bed laughing and telling stories that I said it. I didn�t mean to; it just slipped out. Right after I said I was scared. I was scared that I had scared her. But once again fate took over and made everything all right. We were talking about if we had ever been in love and it was my turn. I answered truthfully. I hadn�t. But then I opened my mouth again and said �I think I�m falling in love with you though.� I regretted it immediately; I mean I barely knew the girl. I was right, I did barely know her because the next thing I knew there was a smile on her face. She didn�t say anything but she smiled and took my hand in hers. I knew everything would be okay after that. Zac and Starre had left the room in the midst of that. I think they didn�t want to be caught in the middle of everything. I�m glad they left, because then I spoke again. I remember asking her if we could ever be more than friends and she had said yes. I paused for a moment thinking, although now I think that was just for dramatic effect, and then I asked her to be my girlfriend. Maybe it was a little too fast but I didn�t care because I had the perfect girl in my grasp. I was lying in her bed after all. She accepted like I hoped she would and then she kissed me again. I will never forget her kisses. Each one sticks out in my mind because they are so special. |
Notebook |
time : 9:44 pm wearing : shorts, tank top eating : nothing drinking : nothing listening : tv watching : hotel babylon thinking : i need to go work out adores : gale harold chatting : andrew |
hanson - dancin' in the wind maroon 5 - wake up call jennifer lopez - get right justin timberlake - future sex/love sound |
vacuum car check air in tires new windshield wiper pack road trip playlist |