Tuesday, January 11, 2011
This Totally Awesome Boy. Part Sixteen
Now, I can honestly admit that I don't remember what happened in that movie. I couldn't tell you what it was about. I certainly wasn't thinking about the guy sitting next to me holding my hand. I was thinking of someone out in the hall. It was the wrong circumstances, but for the first time I could picture myself with him. I wanted HIM to be the one holding my hand, not this guy.
After a less than great date that night (which included cigarette smoke in my face, him asking me to a party and driving me home way too fast) I realized something. I had spent the entire night thinking about him, but I hadn't talked to him for weeks. I did something that night that changed everything.
I texted him. It was late at night. I told him that I had gone on a 'date' that night and it was terrible. I told him the guy grabbed my hand and he turned out to be everything I didn't want. I told him I was sorry for everything. I told him that I thought of him the entire night. I asked him if we could try again.
I asked if he would go to a movie with me.
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