Ethan:
Bee gets in the car and I shut the door for her. I feel really under dressed or something because I mean she showered and did her hair and all the good stuff and all I did was get in the car and go. I guess I just feel rude. Once Im in the car I turn on the radio to today's hits. My favorite song comes on and I feel slightly embarrassed when I start to hum along. Its Bad at Love by Halsey. Yeah Yeah I know its a 'girl' song. When I start to hear a faint hum that inst me I look over to see Bee looking out the window and is humming the song. This made me feel really good and so I started to quietly sing the song.
Me: Gotta boy back home in Michagan, and he taste like jack when Im kissin him
Her: So I told that I never really liked his friends, Now he's goneand he's calling me a bitch again
Me:There's a guy that lives in a garden state, And he told me we would make it 'til we graduate
Her: So I told that the music would be worth the wait, But he wantsme at home with a dinner plate
US: I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe,
That were meant to be
But Jealousy, But Jealousy, But Jealousy, But Jealousy,
Gets the best of me.
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love
Her: Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I'm riding through
Us: I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That I'm in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best in me
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Me: I know that you're afraid
I'm gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you're afraid
I'm gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Us: You know I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can't blame me for tryin'
You know I'd be lyin' sayin'
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin' at my history
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh
I look at her.
¨I didn't know you had such a beautiful voice.¨ She blushes and looks out the window.
¨I-i don't know what your talking about...¨ She blushes again looking at me.
¨Well where here,¨ I say pulling into the tiny coffee shop I found awhile back.
¨It looks like a cute little place,¨ She smiles at me and then it's my turn to blush. Why did she have such a huge whelm over me. I'm not used to this.
¨Well, let's go in,¨ I unbuckle after turning the car off and get out of the car rushing to the other side to open the door for her.
¨What a gentleman...¨ She smiles at me and I blush again.
¨Ladies first,¨ I say opening the door for her and she walks in. She blushes and smiles. When I get inside it smells like chocolate and coffee. Two of my favorite smells. Bee looks at the menu and walks up to the counter. She orders herself a large hot chocolate and goes to pay but I bump into her and push her aside.
¨Also add on another large hot chocolate, Ill pay¨ She looks at me and goes to protest but I wrap my arms around her and whisper to her.
¨Dont argue with me beauty, its going to happen¨ I smile into her hair as she tenses up and then starts to let loose. I unwrap myself from her and turn back to the counter handing the lady $10 and tell her to keep the change. I grab Bee again and we go to a table. I sit down and she sits across from me.
¨So Bee, is that even your real name?¨ She looks as though she hesitates then answers me.
¨Actually no. My real name is Beatrice but I go by Bee cause its easier to say and remember.¨ She blushes as if it were a secret shed been hiding.
¨Hm, Beatrice. You know your actually a very intriguing person, and from now on I shall call you Beatrice.¨ I smile at her trying be friendly.
¨So anything I should know about you?¨ I say.
She blushes ¨Um... well my favorite color is turquoise, I love reading and writing, I love chocolate, these freckles are real not drawn on. Anddddd oh I love music. You? ¨ She smiles knowing that I have to answer next.
¨Well I love any color really, I dont care for reading but I like poetry. Sounds weird I know. I love candy. Period dont ask what kind. Any candy haha. I dont have freckles but I have a mole. And I love music as well.¨ I smile knowing I shocked her being a normal person. I know what she thinks I am. The lady brings us our coco and we both grab our cups. She looks at her cup, smiles and looks back at me. Then down to her cup again.
Thereś something on her mind I can tell.
¨Hey you okay?¨ I ask. Honestly wanting to know.
¨Yeah Im fine. Your just not who I thought youd e. Your actually a really nice guy and we have alot in common. And I think Im okay with giving us a try.¨ A deep red crawls its way across her face. And so does mine.
¨Yeah? I think Im okay with giving us a try too.¨ I smile at her and she smiles at me. I look at the seat beside my because where in a booth. And I pat the seat beside me.
¨You can sit by me you know?¨ I laugh when she gets up and comes to sit by me. Scooting closer because the seat is a bit small. When our knees touch my stomach flips. This isnt so bad after all.
Is this better? XD
