Shorts stories based on music

Kirari Futari - Mamerico

A story I wrote while listening :3(It involves the picture):

  I was tired of always just looking at her, blushing like an idiot not being able to say anything without sounding like a fool. So I decided that this would be the day. The day I finally tell her. I...didn't think straight ahead, though. I was just focused on trying to confess. But for some reason today, one thing after another kept me from doing so. We're walking home from school right now, and it was raining a little hard. 

 "I'm so glad I brought an umbrella. I had a feeling it'd rain today." I snapped back to reality and responded to her. "Y-Yeah...I heard a storm might be coming tomorrow.""Is that so?" She tilts her head and looks at me, her smiling face turning into a concerned one. "Your face is completely red. Are you catching a cold or something?" Dang it! I'm doing it again! Why do I blush so uncontrollably?! 

 "N-No...its not th-hat..." I try to say as calmly as I could. But knowing me, I probably failed. She didn't give me any further queries, but I think I might as well just tell her since we're outside. It's now or never. "Look, there's something I really need to tell you...I won't forgive myself if I don't." 

 She stops in her tracks, waiting for me to say something. But I just stand there like a red-faced deer in headlights. "Well," she chuckles, "C'mon, say it. We don't have all afternoon to be standing here." I don't even care if I had something in the bag prepared or not. I need to stop being a nervous wreck and say it straight up. 

 I drop my umbrella and grab a handful of flowers that were next to us, ignoring the fact I was getting completely soaked. "I like you, okay! I've had a crush on you ever since we first met!" Her eyes widened, holding still and tightly grasping her umbrella. "It's fine if you don't like me, but I can't bottle it up anymore!" 

 We both just stood there, me getting wet holding flowers in both of my hands. And her, staying still looking lost for words. Now her  face was red. The rain was only getting a little harder as we just stayed like statues on the sidewalk. "So...do you accept my feelings?"

"...I...I do..."