The night was a perfect one and I was only semi glad to be out in it. I wouldn't have been out in it if my piano lessons didn't end so late. I pouted as I continued on my way home. It wasn't the lessons that I hated, because I loved them, but it was the fact that they ended so late. Plus there was another reason why I wanted to go. Yes, it was a boy, but I didn't know his name. But he was oh so cute with his reddish brown hair and dimples. I smiled as I thought of him. The only downfall was I had been in the class with him for half a year and had not said a word to him. I wondered what the next lesson would bring as I entered my house and fell asleep.
Two days later, it was piano lesson night again. I was happy I could see him again. Maybe I would have enough courage to ask his name.
"Okay, class. Today we will start on a partnered project. I have paired you up and you have three weeks to compose something and perform it," our instructor said once we all gathered.
And she started naming off the pairs. I knew they were boy/girl pairs and I waited to be paired. I snapped back when I heard my name. I was partnered with a guy named Yixing. Who the heck? I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize someone was trying to get my attention until they cleared their throat. I looked up to see him standing there.
"Y-y-yes?" I stuttered. Why did I have to stutter now? Oh, come on.
"Ellie?" He answered.
"That's me."
He smiled and sat down on the bench next to me. "I'm Yixing but you can call me Lay."
"Nice to meet you."
"Same to you. So what are we going to do?"
"Um, I don't know. You got any ideas?"
Lay laughed and I swear it was the cutest thing I had ever heard. "That's why I asked you if you had any ideas. My mind is blank."
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I smiled and we got down to work. It may not seem like it, but we had a big task ahead of us. In what seemed like no time at all, class ended. And for the next three weeks, it passed like that. Lay and I got closer and closer and were really close as friends. When it was our turn to perform, we were beyond words. When class ended that day, I packed my things to head home like normal and went to leave, but was stopped by a hand on my arm.
"Please stay. I wanna talk to you," Lay pleaded.
I nodded and sat back down on the bench.
Lay rubbed the back of his neck. "I've been thinking about this for a while now actually. Maybe more than I should. But, Ellie, can you answer me honestly on something?"
"Yeah."
"Will you let me do something I've been wanting to do for a while now?"
"Uh, sure." I don't know why I agreed.
"Close your eyes," he told me.
So I did. Nothing in me wanted to say no to him. Then I felt something warm pressing against my lips. Was he kissing me? After a moment, I was more than sure he was. Lay, my crush for months now, was kissing me. After a minute he pulled back and pressed his forehead against mine.
"Ellie-ah, will you be mine?"
My heart roared. I couldn't talk. So I did the next best thing. I kissed him. It was just a peck, but he got the idea. He pulled away and chuckled.
