We stared at each other, knowing that the other felt what they felt.
His lips seemed to struggle to form a word, but he looked at me sincerely with the most innocent eyes I have ever seen. "MJ.." He said. I perked up at him. He hesitated, becoming shyer by the second. "I love you."
Those three words were the words I had been dying to hear from him ever since 3rd grade. I smiled brightly at him and said in the most calmest voice I could muster(and yet I felt that he still heard excitement in my voice), "Nazer, I love you too."
His hand went around my back, and my hand remained on his shoulders. I was debating whether he wanted another kiss when he said with the most softest whisper, "Did you feel what I feel?" "It felt like we were just MJ and Nazer. Just boy and girl. Just two people hopelessly in love with each other." I whispered back at him, his serious eyes focusing on my face. And then, a tiny smile appeared on his face. "Correct." He poked my stomach, making me giggle and tumble over. I tickled him at a weak spot, and he laughed as he protested. "Stoop, that tickles!" He shouted, struggled to talk as he laughed chaotically. "You're ticklish!" I swelled with pride, glad to know that I found one of his weaknesses. I stopped tickling him, something very serious coming into my mind. I snuggled close to him and hugged him tight. "Nazer," I whispered, looking up at his gentle eyes. "Nazer, please be honest. Are you really sure you aren't doing this with other people? Like Nerie or Sareenah?" I felt sad even to just doubt him for a little bit, but my body ached to know if I was really the one. He sighed, shaking his head. "MJ, I already told you that I love you. Why do you want more answers??" I diverted my eyes. "I was just concerned... When someone tells me they love me and the next day I find them with another girl, that would leave me heartbroken." "MJ," Nazer pleaded. I was forced to look back into his eyes. "You are the only girl I love, and I assure you there's no other girls in my life other than my mother and you.
"I know we just had our first date a few days ago, and our first kiss a few minutes ago, but I feel like I've known you forever. I feel like I can trust you to be mine, so can you trust me to be yours?" I urged myself to say yes. I wanted this ever since I met him. I wanted him and me to be a possibility. So why did I still try to decide? I thought I wanted to be his? If I really loved him, then why didn't I just instantly say yes? I tried to talk, but no words came to my mouth. After a few moments, Nazer stood up with no explanation as to why. "I see," He grimaced, avoiding my eyes. "Nazer, please," I begged him, standing up myself but holding his arm as if it was my life. He pulled it away coldly. "Goodnight, Mary Jasmine."
