*Micah's POV*
"So, what do you want?" I asked, carelessly."OK, please just let me say everything before you but in, OK?" The nerves in her voice noticeable.
"Whatever." I mumbled.
I was try to act annoyed, because she didn't give me a chance, but it was hard, 'cause everytime I saw her innocent smile, I felt weak. Wimpy, I know, but true.
"OK, where do I start? Well, the other night when I regected you, I understand, was a big mistake. I came off as a bitch and I want to apologize for that. I wish I could go back in time and change it, but I can't. And I understand why your blocking me out. The reason I said no is because I know that I wouldn't be a good enough girlfriend. Your ex was pretty, sexy and you loved her. I would be the opposite of her. In a relationship you have to believe in yourself and I can't. I don't want you to be stuck in a relationship with me. I would love to be in one, I love you, but I can't. I wouldn't want to burden you with that. " As Annie finished, I was overwelmed. Not because of what she haf jus said, but because I never realized how much self confidence she lacked.
This was the girl I wanted to be with, she needed to be shown that she was gorgeous and she didn't even have to try.
"But Annie, you don't understand. When you fall in love with someone, it doesn't matter what they say, it won't stop them loving you. My ex was and is a slut. You are so much prettier then her and you have an amazing personality. There are so many things I love about you. Please be in this relationship with me Annie. Please be mine." I begged.
I watched as Annie broke down, tears pouring down her face. I pulled her in to a tight hug, as if I was nurturing a child.
"OK, I will try." She whispered.
As she spoke those words, I felt my heart rate increase. She was going to try and be with me.
"You don't need to try." I whispered back.
I watched as Annie looked away, her cheeks turning red.
"You're a smooth talker, Micah, real smooth." She laughed.
"Well with my looks, of course I have to be able to talk smooth as well. I mean who wants a hotty, like myself, that can't talk to pretty ladies." I said, in a duh kind of tone.
"Well, what kind of girl wants a guy who is so up themselves that their ego is bigger then space?" She asked, trying to sound serious.
"You." I stated, poking her softly on the forehead.
Before she could comeback with a snide remake, I grabbed her hand and dragged her towards my locker.
I opened it up, grabbing a red envelope.
"Don't open it, until school has ended. I don't want you ruining the suprise, babe." I handed the envelope to her, noticing her cheeks reddened when I had called her babe.
I found it so amusing that one word could cause her to get so embarrassed. Good to keep in mind for later events.
The bell went, signalling we had 10 minites till class. Knowing Annie would be in a hurry to leave, I bent down, planting a soft kiss on her cheek before bidding her goodbye.
The rest of day went by awfully slow, the thought of Annie opening that note constantly popping into my mind.
How would she react? Would she even care or would she be over joyed. Would she use me or leave me?
I started to have second thoughts as I thought of different scenarios of what might happen.
I kept telling myself that I am Micah and no one dumps Micah, Micah dumps them. But then flashbacks of Summer stopped me and pulled me back into reality.
Summer never knew, she was too unreliable, but Annie was different. I could trust her. At least that's what I hoped.
I always thought I could read people, but Annie was different. She was good at hiding things. She was the kind of person who could be dieing inside and you would think she was the happiest person on earth.
'Get close to her, figure her out.'
As I walked out of school and hopped into my Mercedes all I could think about was what was going to happen next. Would this be the start of something or the end of something that never started.
I pulled out my phone and opened messages, clicking on Annie's name.
open it now -micah
After sending the message I closed my phone and started to drive. And for the first time it felt like I was driving to nowhere, overwelmed with fear.
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