Her Senior School crush

The Proposal

Elle's POV-

The talking stage had been like a dance—slow, careful steps forward, each conversation revealing a little more about each other. But there was always an underlying question: where were we heading? Even though I felt comfortable with him, a part of me had been waiting for that moment when the dynamic between us would change.

And then, one day, it finally happened.

We had spent the afternoon in our usual spot by the campus fountain, talking about classes and future plans. There was nothing particularly different about that day—or so I thought. He seemed slightly distracted, like his mind was elsewhere, but I didn’t think much of it. That was, until we started walking toward the bus stop, and I noticed him slow down, almost hesitant.

I looked over at him, curious. "Everything okay?"

He paused for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck in that nervous way he always did when he was overthinking. “Actually, there’s something I’ve been wanting to say,” he started, his voice a little shaky, betraying his usual calm demeanor.

I raised an eyebrow, surprised. “What is it?”

He took a deep breath, as if he was summoning every ounce of courage he had. Then, before I could say another word, he turned to face me fully, his eyes locking with mine. There was an intensity in his gaze I hadn’t seen before, and suddenly, the air between us felt charged with an unspoken energy.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while,” he said, his words measured but sincere. “I know we’ve only been talking for a few weeks, but… I feel something with you. Something real. I don’t want to keep dancing around it anymore.”

My heart began to race as I realized what he was leading up to. A mix of excitement and anxiety flooded me, but I kept quiet, letting him finish.

“I want to be with you,” he continued, his voice softening. “Like, really be with you. I’m not just interested in talking or being friends. I want something more. I want us to be… together.”

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. His words hung in the air between us, full of promise and hope. My mind raced, trying to process what had just happened. I had been waiting for this, hadn’t I? Waiting for him to say the words that would finally solidify whatever it was that had been blossoming between us.

But even as my heart fluttered with excitement, a small part of me couldn’t help but wonder—was this really what I wanted? His words were sweet, yes. But words, I had learned, could only take you so far. Would his actions follow through on the promises he was making now? Could I trust him to be consistent, to back up these words with something more tangible?

I looked at him, searching his face for sincerity, for something that would reassure me. And in that moment, he looked vulnerable—like he was laying everything out in front of me, hoping I wouldn’t turn him down. It was a side of him I hadn’t seen before, and it tugged at my heartstrings.

“I… I don’t know what to say,” I finally managed to whisper, my mind still racing.

“Just say yes,” he said, a small, hopeful smile playing on his lips. “Let’s give this a chance. I know it might seem fast, but I’ve never felt this way before. I want to be with you.”

There it was. The words that could change everything. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I stood there, staring at him. The logical side of me told me to be cautious, to take things slow. But the part of me that had been caught up in the whirlwind of this blossoming romance wanted to leap into the unknown, to say yes and see where it would take us.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. “Okay,” I said softly, a smile tugging at my lips. “Yes. Let’s give it a chance.”

His face lit up, the tension in his shoulders melting away as he stepped closer, his hand reaching for mine. In that moment, everything felt right. The doubts that had been swirling in my mind faded, replaced by a sense of warmth and anticipation for what was to come.