Love at First Smile

Happily Ever After

It has always been in my dreams, everything only in my dreams, and yet it's all happening right now. It is so happening right now. This is really it. 

He asked me out last night. He said, "Hey Tracy, you've got anything to do tomorrow? It's my off and I'd like you to come with me somewhere." When I first read his message, I was at a complete loss for words. I was all dazed to send back a message. Is he really, truly asking me out? I pinch myself just to be sure that I'm not dreaming and surely, it is real. My hands are shaking so hard, my heart beating so fast and I am so hyperventilating. 

"I've got nothing to do tomorrow and I'd gladly come with you tomorrow. So, where do we meet?" I asked excitedly. This is definitely going to have a write-up. Definitely. "I can come pick you up tomorrow. I hate to let you travel early in the morning. Just give me the directions and I'll be there." Whew. This day is getting better. I hope I won't get used to it. "Oh, well, ahm, from your house, you could go straight until you see the first Phoenix gasoline station on you right. Turn right and drive straight till you see the second corner from the crossroad you'll be passing by. Turn right again on that corner and wait for me on the next crossroad you will see. Does it seem so mixed up?" I'm nervous. I don't know what to say to him. I'm too nervous to speak up. "This is good. I'll come pick you up by 5:00 AM tomorrow. Will it be okay with you? We have to be early though. Am I asking too much from you?"  

Is he asking too much for me? Definitely not. We're heading out early. This is so too good to be true and yet everything's just true. Everything's real. "No. I'd like to be out early. If it's okay with you, could I jog at where we are going?" Am I serious here? Really, jogging? Gosh! "Yeah, definitely. Well, that was what I'm actually planning for us to do. And he added a sheepish smile emoticon after the statement. You're really making me fall for you so hard, don't you? "That's great. Won't you be sleeping yet? It's already late." I don't know what to say to him anymore. I had to make an excuse so that we can just have the conversation tomorrow. "Yeah. Goodnight Tracy. Sleep well." Do I still have to reply him? Well, here goes nothing. "Goodnight Toby. Sweet dreams." 

The following day, I got up at around 4:00AM, took abath, change to my sweat shirt and pants, prepared my stuffs and poured myself a cup of coffee while waiting for his message. At 5:00AM, my phone beeped. "I'm already here. Where are you?" He's here. He's here. "I'm coming." I'm so ready for this. I jogged towards the corner and slowed down as I approached him. 

He definitely knows how to take a girl's breath away. He's just too cool in his gray shirt and pants. He is..... hot. Seeing me made his dimples in his cheeks form. This is too much. I might just as well melt right here. 

"Hey, how are you? Hmm, let's go?" I asked. I was smiling too, already. "You look so nice. Oh, yeah right, we should better be going. Let's go. Hold tight, cupcake." And then he laughed at his own statement. I can't help but let out a laugh too. And then we drove away. "Cupcake, huh? So where do you prefer I place my hands? Shoulders or waist? And don't get too imaginative all right. I know that you just may have that thinking of... Never mind" I said through the rumbling sound of the motor. I can't say it. Not with him. Not when he's around. "Hold on tight, okay? And for the record, I'm not thinking of anything. Just you." And he concentrated on his driving. "Just you? What's that supposed to mean? I know what it means, all right. Why is he being like that? I fall so easy and got hurt so bad. I thought to myself. It was quite a trip and I was holding onto his shoulders. Definitely the shoulders.  

We arrived. As I have imagined, we're going to see the sun reflect its rays on the ocean. Definitely, we can't see the sunrise here but I don't know his plans, maybe he'd surprise me. Just maybe and yet I'm keeping my aspirations low so I won't expect too much from it. He parked the bike somewhere safe with our things and we head on the seaside to jog.