And I... kissed her. I heard her gasp and squeal quietly, I knew it. I sat back and saw her flush red, I have been admiring her since 3rd grade and I never got the courage to confess to her, it was time.
"Uh, Denise.. uh, I've uh, b-been admiring you f-for a while now. I think its t-time for me to say it."
She looked surprised and confused. "Hey uh, you okay?" I asked her but didn't get an answer. She then just hugged me and whispered "Yeah..."
When the ride was over we walked to my house. This house was bought by my parents that passed away a few years ago and it was a small modern house. I got the key and opened the door, of course I let her in first. "Good place you have here." She complimented the room. I turned on the TV and she sat on the big couch in the middle. "I'm going to my room, just give me five minutes and we'll talk, you can take a look around the house if you want to." She just nodded. I then went to my room which looked like a mess, i quickly cleaned up and got some clothes from the closet. I made my way to the shower and opened the door. My feet slipped from the wet tiles and I let out a loud groan of pain. I heard footsteps on the hard, wooden floor and the door suddenly flings open, followed by
questions like "are you okay?"
After my shower and the incident
I heard a knock on the door. I heard Denise say "uh, can I come in?" She said in a sad tone. I twisted the door handle and let her in. I wasn't quite done on fixing myself though, I was only wearing Basketball shorts and a shirt that said "Golden State Warriors" my hair was a wet mess. I could see pure sadness in her eyes.
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Eehhh wtf did I do
