"I'm going out!"
I yell as i run inside and back out. I have to apologize. In person. Risk taking pops into my head, I remember how I was at the beginning of the year.
I just have to and nothing is going to stop me from doing so. I run outside and it's starts pouring.
God, I shouldve drove.
Too bad I'm about half way.
I start sprinting, and I spot his house. I picture Ryan inside and it gives me chills.
Literally.
I realize I'm wearing a burgundy sweatshirt and jeans. No jacket. My hair is drenched. Finally I reach his porch.
I ring the doorbell no answer. I ring it a few more times, to no avail.
I look and find myself staring at the fence to their backyard. It's unlocked.
I decide desperate times call for desperate measures. I walk I to their beautifully decorated backyard. I see they have a mud room.
Where there is Ryan, wearing a polo with cargo shorts, staring at me.
He was sitting with his phone face down on the ground. I could see it already, he threw his phone on ground. He was angry, at me.
I dragged my eyes beside him, there was a little black box placed on the table.
He slowly stands, seeming to be afraid to scare me away.
He opens the door at the same rate, and I run to him, hugging him at the same time.
Our lips crash together. He grabs my waist and I wrap my legs gracefully around his waist.
He turns his head, deepening the kiss. "Why are you here?" He pulls back.
I pause a while before I continue,
"You." I smile.
"Hm." He says, satisfied, "you know I heard you, right?"
"Heard what?"
"You know what. At the hospital. You whispered it. I heard you." He refreshes my memory, even though I was playing dum.
"I love you too," he whispers in my ear, referring and responding to the time I whispered in his ear at the hospital.
"Wait." He says, as we part. He runs to the table, and grabs the box delicately. He bends down on one knee.
I stare into his gorgeous eyes that seem to glisten. He opens the box.
"It's a promise ring."
"Aww, and what did I do to deserve this?" I whimper.
"Being you, Michelle." I stay frozen as I stare at him.
"Take it," I take it off the pillow and place it on my finger. "Now, do you promise?" He says sensually wiggling his eyebrows, which makes me laugh.
I chuckle along with him, "I Promise."
We kiss again and I felt like this is where ik meant to be. We fall into the house and land on a daybed. we laugh between kisses. His hand traces up and down my body. Down to my butt and up to my neck.
"I love you," I mumble under my breathe.
"I love you too."
"I love you more."
"I love you most."
"Damnit," I glare playfully.
He kissed me passionately and I kiss him back, but them pull out of it,
"Promise?"
He replies without hesitation,
"I Promise."
