2 boxes of pizza, a 2 liter Dr.pepper, a handful of cookies, and two Disney classics later....
" Oh, I love this part, " Michael says as he bites into another juicy slice of pepperoni pizza. Literally, his 6th slice. I've had 5 and two cookies. We were watching 'Beauty and the Beast,' one of Michael's favorites, as he said. I won't lie, I like the movie too. I think it's really cool how Belle learns how to love the man behind the Beast. Beautifully crafted.
" What, you like it when they kiss?" I joke, as I watch him grab yet, another slice of pizza.
He shrugs and looks at me. " Yeah. I mean like, it's amazing how the movie was created. That, and they way they love each other is the way I would like to love someone one day. " He pauses and I stop mid way from bringing my cup to my lips. He swallows. " I'm really embarrassed to say it, especially in front of my friends, but....it's the truth. " He laughed. " I want my girl to be like Belle. I don't care what she looks like on the outside, I only want to know what is inside of her heart. And if her heart is pure, I'll know she's the right one."
I could only stare as my brain digested what he said. I had never thought about loving someone to call them my own. I had never thought about what it might be like to be in love....to have someone....their soft arms around your waist......
I nodded. " Seems like you'll be living the dream one day. "
He grinned and winked. " Ya think?"
" Yep. Oh gosh, it's like 8:36, I better be getting home. "
Michael's mother's voice boomed from the kitchen. " NO! It is way to dark for a pretty thing like you to go riding your bike about at night. " She came out, drying her hands. " We'll load your bike in my car, and I'll drive you. Understood?"
I stared, startled. " Yes a'am?"
She nodded. " Right, you tell me when you're ready, okay?"
I smiled. " Okay."
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As I load my bike into the car and settle myself into the passenger seat, Michael calls out to me. " HEY!"
I turn. " Hey yourself, " I scoff.
He laughs. " Here, you forgot your textbook. The one thing you came for."
I pause. " Jesus, thanks."
He stops for a moment, and I'm kinda afraid he's going to like, confess his everlasting love or something. Don't judge. You judger. ( Is that even a word? Well, it is now!) I tense up. He looks at me. " Hey Emery?"
I swallow. " Yeah?"
" How about you hang out with me tomorrow? My friends and I would be happy if you did."
I look down at my hands. "Mm....I don't know. I'll think about it, I guess." Oh come on! It's not like I have any friends!
" Okay."
His mom gets in the car. " Ready hon? " She beams at me, as if I am her child and Michael is the friend that I have invited over.
I nod. " Yes." I glance at Michael. " Bye. Thanks.....for everything."
He shrugs. What is his deal with shrugging. " It's no problem. See ya."
The car pulls away, leaving Michael alone.
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Terrible Things ( Deeply being edited but hope you enjoy!)
Teen FictionWhat would you do without happiness? What would you do if it seemed as if no one cared? Would you wilt away like a falling flower? Would you not care? But..... What if you found some one that did care? What would you do?