My Who?

PROLOGUE

It was getting dark, The moon was up in the sky showering its lights over this beautiful earth.

"I have liked you for so long, but I was afraid this feeling wasn't mutual, and that you wouldn't even consider being asked out by someone like me." The guy musters up all his courage and utters his feelings in one breath.

The girl, who was facing towards the door, slowly turns towards the guy. The moonlight did its job well; her eyes were clearly visible, but her face was in the dark

one could easily see the tears in her eyes

A chill went through him, whether if it's the time or this sight of her tears

"Why, why??? Would you ever think so low of yourself? In fact, I was waiting for you to come and get me all this time."

"And I have only wished to hear you like me,"the girl replied while trying to hold back her tears.

The guy leans forward to grab her hand and stop her from crying. He looks into her eyes and feels a sense of relief.

The guy, his hand on his heart, wonders aloud, "Isn't it such a great feeling to be loved by the one you love the most?"

"I wished you told me sooner," she mumbles and rubs her eyes.

He holds her by the shoulder, she stops and looks at him. It was such a romantic night with all the moonlight and stuff; they were bound to share a kiss.

He looks at her soft baby lips and slowly moves towards her. She closes her eyes, and there it was, the kiss which turned into a passionate one.

They were kissing each other passionately, but oh wait, there is a spectator? But but but who cares, let the Romeo and Juliet have their night.

Only problem was that this spectator was this guy's girlfriend.