The Woman of My Life

Our First Argument

Friday October 26, 2012.

Yesterday was a bad day. Noodle and I got into an argument because I asked her why she was avoidin' me for a week and why she was leavin' is the house by herself. Then, she asked me the same thing and she accused me of secretly cheatin' on her. I was very upset that she would even think that I would do that to her. In the end I only glared at her and she stomped away from the argument. We didn't talk to each other ever since that argument. Although we didn't yell at each other or anything, I still didn't like the fact that I had to fight with her.

Today I'm finally goin' to tell her why I've been so secretive. I'm goin' to tell her about the party that I've been plannin' the past few weeks, but of course I'm not goin' to tell her that I'm proposin' to her as well. I hope to all that's good that she will understand. I start thinkin' of what to say until I loose my train of thought to the sound of Russel's voice.

"Hey, D. How are you doin' after the, you know..?", he asks me as he sits down next to me on my bed. "It sucks. I hate that I argued with Noodle. I can't stand being mad at her and not talkin' to her. I'm goin' to apologize and tell her why I've been avoidin' her", I explain. "Well, that's the good thing to do. I know that she'll understand", he assures me. "Thanks, Russ", I say. I get up from my bed and I head towards Noodle's room.

I stand in front of her door and I knock. "2D, if it is you, I don't feel like talking", she says with an attitude. "Noodle, I want to apologize for yesterday. It got out of hand and I want to explain myself. Please?", I plead her with my forehead on her door. I wait for a response, but I don't hear anythin'. I continue waitin' until Noodle eventually opens the door. "Okay, come in and say what you have to", she says with a calm face. I reluctantly step in, and Noodle closes the door. She turns around to face me.

"Okay, if you're not cheating on me, then why have you been avoiding me for the past few weeks? I hope you have a good explanation", she asks me with her hands on her hips. "Yes, I do. Look, I know what it looks like, but this whole time I've been plannin' a fine dinner for us for your birthday. I rented a limo, I reserved a table for us, I dry cleaned my tuxedo durin' the week, and I reserved the orchestra from the restaurant for us. I even had to sneak in your room to check if you have a dress to wear", I explain. Noodle shows a deeply surprised look on her face.

"Wait, so you did ALL that for me, and you didn't cheat on me?", she asks. "Of course! I would never cheat on you! I was upset at you yesterday because I couldn't believe that you would accuse me of doin' somethin' like that, not because you 'caught' me or anythin'", I explain. After hearin' this, Noodle puts a hand over her mouth.

"Oh, no. What have I done?", Noodle asks with wide eyes. "No, no..", she says softly. Her face fills up with sorrow as she stares at the ground. Then, she starts cryin' softly. "What have I done?", she repeats. "What? Is everythin' okay?", I ask with worry. I hate it when she cries. It makes me feel like I'm the one who caused it, even though it was never the case.

"I thought that you were cheating on me, so I started seeing someone else. I just wanted to get back at you. I'm sorry! I didn't know!", she says as she starts cryin' harder in her hands. I immediately embrace her to comfort her. I'm not mad, since I understand that she was doin' it for a right reason.

"Hey, it's okay. It's okay. I'm not mad at you. I'm pretty sure I would've done the same thin' if I thought you were with someone else too", I say as I rub her head and she continues to sob on my chest. I bring her chin up to look at me. "Listen, it is okay. What matters is that we've finally got over this problem", I say as I use my thumb to wipe the tears. Then, she starts to smile. "Oh, Stuart. What did I do to deserve you?", she chuckles. "You agreed to be my girlfriend", I reply with a smile. I give her a long, tender kiss. I'm very glad that this is over, now all that's left is to ask her to marry me.