"Mwahahahaha!" Nash laughs crazily. I fall to the ground laughing. "Oh my gosh nash!" I say in between laughs. He had just put on a one man "play" for me, and it was hilarious. Nash was my best friend, and I haven't seen him in over a month, so it was amazing to catch up with him. "Okay, your turn." He says to me. I look at him. "What?" I say, confused. "Your turn to perform for me." I nod my head no. "Ohh no. No no. Nope. Not happening."
"Pleaseeeeeee" he begs, making a pouty face. I laugh a little. "Okay... Fine. If I absolutely have to" I say smiling at him. "Uh, yea. You do." He says, like a sassy 14 year old girl. I laugh again. Nash never fails to make me laugh and smile. "Okay, so what are you going to be performing today?" Nash says, holding his hand up like a microphone is in his hand. "Hmmm" I say, trying to think of something to do. "Why don't you sing?" He says. "Oh no. Once again, not happening." Again, he pouts. "Please?" He says, rocking up and down on his heels. I stand silently, hoping he suggests something else, but no. He stands in front of me, looking at me with big, sweet, innocent eyes. I sigh. "Fine." I take in a breath to start singing. That's when Nash grabs my face and pushes his lips against mine. He looks down at me. "Will you go out with me?" I can barely speak, I'm so shocked. "Nash, I- I, of course!" I stutter. I grab his hand and he grabs my face with his other hand and kisses me again.
