I always find making decisions the most difficult thing to do in life. I've admired others who are brave enough to be spontaneous, because I'm the absolute opposite. My habit is to overthink everything, mainly because I don't want to be a failure, a disappointment. But the one thing I truly hate from the bottom of my heart is to not have a choice. How can you make a decision if you don't have something to choose from? And right now, in this very moment I have no choice but to ask for help if I want to get to school in time. Since my best and only friend is coughing her insides into a bowl of her mom's chicken noodle soup, I had to call a person who I've known for a week and ask him to give me the ride. Like I said, I didn't have a choice!
A few minutes after I called him, David's car parks right in front of me. I watch him getting out of it with a serious, yet smug face. He is dressed in a hoodie and jeans and like last week, they are all black. His messy dark brown hair is spiking in all directions underneath his hat, which I find adorable. Oh, get it together, Liza! As he makes his way towards me I notice that his right hand is hidden behind his back and the other one is holding the camera. He stops before me and takes his hat off, making me raise an eyebrow in confusion. Then he does something that makes my breath hitch and my whole body freeze. He gets on one knee, still without saying a single word and looks straight into my eyes. Ok, I may feel completely frozen, but I can't say the same for the massive amount of butterflies inside me. He finally opens his mouth and I try my best to snap out of the current frustrated state I'm in and focus on what he's going to say.
"Liza, will you give me the honor to let me take you to school today?" He says those words while his right hand shoots towards me from behind his back and I'm given a beautiful blood red rose.
Suddenly I find it hard not to laugh in his face, but somehow I pull myself together and manage to stay serious and in character. I fake a loud dramatic gasp and take the rose from his hand. For a brief second my fingers brush against his, sending an electrical wave all over my body, which I try to ignore.
"Yes! Yes, you can, my knight in shiny black armor!" I say and immediately burst out laughing. I couldn't hold it longer. He also laughs, putting his hat back in attempt to cover his slightly pink cheeks.
"You made me the happiest man on Earth. Now get in if you really don't want to be late, princess." He stands up, grinning and opens the door for me. It's my turn to blush now, so I do the first thing that comes to my mind - I pretend to smell the rose. The scent is intoxicating. As we both sit in the car, he puts his camera on the dashboard then drives off. We stay silent for a few minutes.
"Thank you, David! You shouldn't have! But out of curiosity... Why did you do it?" I point to the flower and he smiles, shrugging.
"I like the way my name sounds when you say it. You must do that more often, it makes me happy." He takes my hand and I roll my eyes, trying not to hyperventilate by his tpuch. "I bought it because I wanted to. I like it when you smile and I like it even more when I make you smile. I like holding your hand. And most of all I like making you blush." His honest answer makes me pretend to smell the rose one more time for the same reason I did before, without looking at him. But I know that he is smiling. After a short and silent ride, we arrive at the school's parking lot and he parks the car.
"Will I repeat myself if I say that you are cheesy? I think I will, but anyways... You are so cheesy!" I giggle and finally have enough courage to look at him. "Thank you for the ride too. You saved my life."
"It's been a pleasure, my princess. Since you obviously don't have a ride today, I will wait for you here after school to safely take you back home." He says and kisses my hand. Why is he acting like that and keep making me nervous? I manage to nod my head and let out a little giggle again.
I get off the car and enter the school building. As I walk to my locker I notice how many people are saying "Hi" or are waving at me. That is extremely odd, because I'm alone today and from the two of us Gabbie is definitely the popular one. I put the rose into my locker and grab my textbooks. As I close my locker I hear someone near me mentioning my name and take a quick glance up and down the almost empty hall. I see two girls I don't know, whispering to each other and pointing at me not in the most discrete way. I stay silent for a moment, curious to hear what are they talking about.
"Who knew that she can be more than just a nerd!? She totally slayed that dress the other day!" The first one says and I smile a little.
"Right?! And David? It is so obvious!" They giggle again and walk away.
Oh, I get it now, they are talking about Zane's party! Well, that explains the greetings I got, because it was my first time at a high school party and I was hanging out with the most popular group of people. But what is so obvious about David? Maybe what they mean is that it's weird for him to pay so much attention to me, because if we have to be honest, guys like him don't want to be around girls like me. Ugh, I miss Gabbie so much. She is so much better at these kind of stuff than me. I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts over flooding my brain and start walking to my first class. A little Math will definitely distract me from this.
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