Filling Scars With Love

Party For Two

It’s Friday morning, which means it’s his birthday. Everything must be perfect. We decided to not make monthly anniversaries a big deal but his birthday is a HUGE DEAL.

The familiar ache on my stomach came back again. I’m used to it now. He has that kind of effect on me. Every single time I think about him I get that stomach-ache. It doesn’t annoy me, at least not anymore.

I made sure I had everything I needed in my backpack and left the house. Mom and dad were still asleep, weird though. I was just about to call Michael when I saw him leaving his place. I ran towards him and jumped on his back.

“Happy Birthday!” I yelled. He laughed and started walking, carrying me on his back. 

“Put me down. Mike. I’m heavy. Michael!” I giggled. 

“Shut up. “ He said. “You’re nothing close to heavy. But I’m putting you down because I want something else.” 

“For example?” I grinned. 

“This.” He said crushing his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I’ll never get enough of his kisses. 

“19, bad boy, eh?” I said.

“Course baby girl.” He said kissing my cheek. 

The school-day was boring as always, except the fact me and Mike would hug or kiss each time we had the opportunity. We even almost got detention from Ms. Elitie. She caught us kissing after French class and we had to hear her preaching for 10 minutes in row, then she left saying something about young people being crazy. Course, cause she’s not the one who fucks around with her students, is she? 

The afternoon was the most stressful part of the day for me. It was about time. It’s time to make the day perfect to Mike. I grabbed my phone and texted him:

Me: Meet in 10 mins, our place. xx 

Mike: I’m waiting for you outside.

Me: No, go there yourself. I’ll take my dad’s car. 

Yeah, I can drive a car but I don’t like doing that, anyway I have to. 

                                        Michael’s P.O.V

I was all alone at “our” place. Scarlett wasn’t coming yet. I decided to walk around a little when something different caught my eye. A piece of paper was lying on one of the benches. 

I grabbed it and recognized Scarlett’s handwriting. 

“Even though I know you’re not really into these cheesy relationship things I’m still doing this. 

Dear Michael, 

When I first saw I never thought we would end up like this. Every single time I would see you I’d obviously try as hard as I could to avoid you. I even tried to hate you. But it’s impossible to hate someone like you. You tried so hard to be my friend and I just couldn’t help it. I  wanted to be your friend as well. But then I got to know the real you and I fell for you. I tried to denying it and rationalizing it but deep within my heart I knew that no matter how hard I tried it had to be you. You cannot imagine how I felt that day when everything changed. 

As you know, you’re the best thing in my life. You changed me. If you wouldn’t have appeared in my life I don’t know where I’d be right now. When I look back at the time we spent together I feel blessed.