my guy // mary wells
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mike & el
part 2
Ever since El had been given the assignment in her English class, she knew she was going to write about Mike. How could she not? He was the most important person in her life and had been since the moment she met him.
They had almost been together for four years now and she couldn't believe it. How had the time gone by so fast? And how had she been so incredibly lucky to spend that time with him?
They had been the best years of her life and for that she had him to thank. Of course, she had so many other wonderful people in her life to thank too. It's just that her bond with Mike is different, much different and so incredibly special to her.
She was growing a bit nervous though, after having read over Mike's paper. He had such a way with words that it brought her to tears and warmed her heart right up. It made her feel kind of special to have someone speak of her so fondly.
She was surprised to find that he had finished the assignment so quick, which also made her feel special. All those sweet things about her and it took him no time at all to come up with them.
She could only hope that her writing would have the same effect on him.
Her search for a song wasn't too difficult. She had looked through some of Hopper's old records, listening to a few of them all the way through. Once she heard the song, she knew that was it. It was the perfect song to use. Maybe a little bit mushy, but still perfect.
And soon enough, Mike wasn't alone in finishing the assignment early, seeing as she finished hers the very next day. She had no trouble with finding the right thing to say, due to the words continuously flowing out of her.
She could write about Mike all day long and still have plenty left to say. She couldn't help it, he was just that wonderful.
El was going over to his house to do homework, like she did most nights while Hopper was away, so she was going to show it to him then.
Mike was really looking forward to reading hers, knowing that it would be beautiful. She had missed out on so many years of learning, yet she was still doing just as well, if not better, than most of the students in their grade. Her work was almost always flawless and he couldn't be more proud of her.
"I want you to read it, but promise you won't laugh?" She pleaded, afraid that it wouldn't be as good as she thought it was.
"Promise." He assured her, before happily taking the paper from her hands. "I wouldn't laugh at you."
My Guy by Mary Wells
Nothing you could say could tear me away from my guy.
Nothing you could do cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy.
Despite everything my boyfriend and I have been through, I somehow always find my way back to him. Nothing anyone could say or do, could tear me away from him. We are connected in a way where I truly feel we are stuck together with glue.
I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter,
Like birds of a feather we stick together,
I'm telling you from the start I can't be torn apart from my guy.
We always stick together and we always will. This makes us stronger in times where we need each other's support. Having someone to lean on and draw strength from is something I will never take for granted. And ever since the beginning, I knew that I wanted to always be with him in some way. I could never be torn away from him and I would never want to be.
Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy.
Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie to my guy.
One thing we hold extremely important in our relationship is honesty. Friends don't lie, that's an important rule to abide by. Nothing could ever make me lie to him, though. It would hurt me as much as it would hurt him and that's the last thing I want to do.
I gave my guy my word of honor to be faithful, and I'm gonna,
You best be believing I won't be deceiving my guy.
Of course, I will always be faithful to him. The thought of wanting anyone else would be preposterous! Why would I want someone else when I have him?
As a matter of opinion I think he's tops,
My opinion is he's the cream of the crop;
As a matter of taste to be exact he's my ideal as a matter of fact.
In my own personal opinion, he is the best person in the entire world. He's perfect for me in every way possible and I feel terribly sorry for the rest of the world because they do not get to know him the way I do. Actually, I don't feel too sorry, because he's mine and I don't want to share him.
No muscle-bound man could take my hand from my guy.
No handsome face could ever take the place of my guy.
I wouldn't care if the strongest man alive or anyone else with a pretty face wanted me for themself. I wouldn't want those guys. I only want him, the strongest, most beautiful one out there. Nobody else could compare.
He may not be a movie star, but when it comes to being happy we are.
There's not a man today who could take me away from my guy.
Most girls I know crush on movie stars or talented musicians, but not me. I crush on one person and one person only, forever. He's my guy and he makes me the happiest.
Mike looked up from the paper, with a smitten grin on his face. She had written all that about him and all he could think was what had he ever done to deserve her.
"And here I thought it wasn't possible to love you any more than I already do. I was so wrong about that."
An adoring smile grew on El's face, her heart feeling oh so happy.
"I don't know if you know this, but I love you so damn much." Mike uttered breathlessly. He took her hands in his, bringing her closer to him. "Now it's my turn to shower you with kisses."
