The Rose Garden🥀💞

Chapter 7: How Could It Get Any Better

All night I laid awake wondering if those boundaries were the right thing to do and the truth was I still didn't know. All I knew is I wanted to see her so bad and luckily it was time for me to wake up. I decided to keep the boundaries, but loosen up a little. For example, I wouldn't talk to her, but not be a jerk when she talked to me and I would try to avoid seeing her because we all knew that wasn't lasting. She didn't try taking to me on the train she looked like she was thinking; I couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was thinking about me... nah she's probably thinking about a test or a report not a football brain jock. It was time for science and she still seemed to be thinking hard about whatever it was she was pondering on. Mr F told us to get with our partners and work on the project. Though we worked hard we didn't finish and it was due Monday. She said to me, "I know you have a football game tonight and neither of us want to spend our Friday nights doing a project, but tomorrow during the day come over and we'll work on it with no distractions because my parents and brother won't be home." I agreed. Saturday finally came and I arrived at her house. As she said her parents nor brother we home, so we had the house to ourselves. We got to the project right away. I came at around 12 and we finished around 1:20. Right as I was getting my stuff together I suddenly heard, "Noah... Can I ask you a question?" "Ugh ok" I replied. "Did I do something wrong? Did I move to fast? Or does the thought of kissing me really gross you out that much" she said. I just laughed; how could she think this was her fault? "Why the hell are you laughing" she stated. I looked at her. She said, "What? What's wrong with me? Why do I repel every boy ever?" She started to tear up. She kept asking what was wrong with her. I felt so bad. "Nothing, nothing at all is wrong with you" I replied. "Then, why Noah? Then, why? Why did you run out right before we kissed that night and why have you been acting weird since" she asked. She was fully crying at this point and I felt so bad and I couldn't stand it, so I... I kissed her. I preceded to wipe the tears from her face and said, "It wasn't you. Not you at all. I thought you were to good for me. That you a smart, beautiful girl like you deserved more. More then me and my football brain. Someone who was smart and going somewhere." "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard" she said smiling her huge beautiful smile and then she kissed me. How could life get any better?