Is He the One?

Off we go

As we leave the ginormous concrete jungle for our cross country vacation, I start to feel the nervous butterflies flip furiously around in my stomach. I've been spending this ride so far thinking of every single pessimistic thought my brain can conjure up. I'm not sure as to why, but I get the feeling that all of Jesse's friends are going to hate me. My nerves can only take so many hours of torture before I can't take it.

As we halt to a stop at the first red light, (3 miles from his house) I contemplate whether to voice my nervous suspicions or to just keep quiet. It takes a quick thirty four seconds before the red light finally when the lights turn green I decide I am going to ask him about it. "Hey Jesse what if your friends don't like me?" oh my I hope he doesn't hate me for asking him this question. " Oh babe they are going to love you, cause if they don't I am going to have to kick there butts" oh does this make me feel a hole lot better. " Aww you would do that for me" hoping he says yes. "of course I would babe, you are my best friend." that is such a relief to hear. now we are about 15 miles from his house in New York, and there is just 100 miles to go before your first stop in Cleveland. About a half an hour in I decide we need some music so I plug on my favorite song Salute by Little Mix, and put it in. Jesse just gave me this look that said are you serious. "What how can you not like Little mix?" I asked him. " Its not that I don't like them its just all you listen to!' he replied with a look I would never like to see again. " Ok fine just a couple of songs than you can put your IPod or turn on the radio." l gave him that look like you better agree or you are not going to live very much longer. " Fine, fine you win we can listen to Little Mix first and than I am putting on Fun." he tried to say in his serious voice, but that never happens so it came out all goofy. " Hey I am not complaining I also love Fun dearly" I said in a all to sweet voice. " I know babe that's why I picked it cause I know we both love it." he said back really sweet to. " Aww how nice of you." I said maybe a little to sarcastic. Man maybe I shouldn't have be so mean. I was kind of harsh the way I said that maybe I should apologize for my mean words, but on the other hand he new I hated Fun. Why does he have to like them. " If I turn Little Mix off will you not put on Fun Please, please, please!" I said in my sweetest most caring voice. " Ok fine how about Coldplay or One Republic?"