My Love Story

Chapter thirteen: prom

                It was a month before prom. We were walking around school when I suddenly said

“I don’t want to go to prom”

“why? It’s going to be fun” he said and pinched my cheek

“you know I hate wearing dresses” I grumbled

“we’d wear something that would match us both” he suggested

“can I wear jeans?”

“no, you’ll wear a dress or maybe a gown”

“I really don’t want to go” we were now at the middle of the basketball court

“do you see that building?” he said while pointing at the building in front of us

“yes, why?”

“if you don’t go to prom with me. I will make a huge tarpaulin with your picture on it.”

“you wouldn’t dare” I glared at him

“then go to prom with me” he smirked

“fine. I’ll go to prom. But I’ll go hiding”

“then I’ll do the tarpaulin” he laughed

“no, you wouldn’t” I punched him on the shoulder

“try me, wifey” he then kissed my forehead

It was 2 weeks before prom. I decided to wear a red dress because the prom’s date was on February 13. We suddenly got into a fight again. So we didn’t talk to each other for 2 weeks.

It was prom night. My friends and I got a hotel room because we didn’t want to go home because the event would end late. Kris and I were seated 2 tables away from each other. I was busy taking pictures when I got cold. I asked one of my friends if they could be a coat. Lay takes one that was on the table and hands it to me. I took a whiff of the scent and immediately knew it Kris’. I put the coat on. When the program was over it was dancing time. The lights started to dim. It was 2 minutes before midnight. Which means it was almost Valentine’s Day. I looked around saw male students coming in with bouquets and chocolates in their hands. I started crying. Poor me, I was sitting at the dark corner of the room because Kris and I had a fight. I faced my back towards the people dancing. I didn’t want to see couples dancing. I would envy them. Oh great, my make-up is ruined. Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder

“be my first dance?” Kris whispered to my ear

He takes my hand and leads me to the dance floor. A song starts to play

[My Valentine – Martina McBride]

No way to speak 

I would still hear you 

If there were no tears 

No way to feel inside 

I'd still feel for you 

He held me close and kissed my forehead

Even if romance ran out of rhyme 

You would still have my heart 

Until the end of time 

You're all i need 

My love, my valentine 

“stop crying. You’ll ruin your make-up” he chuckled

I have been waiting for 

All you give to me 

You've opened my eyes 

And showed me how to love unselfishly

I started to cry again. “shhh… it’s okay. I’m here” he whispered and he started singing

I've dreamed of this a thousand times before 

In my dreams I couldn’t love you more 

I will give you my heart 

Until the end of time 

You're all I need 

My love, my valentine 

“baby, stop crying.” He kissed my forehead

“how can I stop crying? You make me so happy” I said as I placed my head on his chest.

The song ends but Kris still holds me tight.

“Happy valentine’s day.” He kissed me.