Me And You

Hate/Love Story

We were on our way to the theatre for a new play. I decided to ask her out on the way.

"Hey, Emma,"

"Yeah?"

"Uhh...--" I got cut off. Her friends called her for an "emergency" at the theatre. The prime actor in the play fractured his hand and couldn't appear. So they were looking for a substitute. The story the play was based on was a terrible one. Emma suggested my name. At first, I opposed it. I had two reasons:

1 - I'm not a splendid actor. Drama is way out of my league.

2 - Emma knows I hate acting. She purposely gave my name.

But then I recalled that Emma was the lead actress. I get to play beside her. So without further objection, I signed up. I was sure Emma didn't expect that. Let me just say, her acting sucks. Not that I'm a splendid actor, but the crowd didn't like our show. They didn't like her performance. I overheard some students talking about her bad acting. And I couldn't agree more. I even joined them at one point. After the show, something came over me, and I finally gathered the courage to ask her out. Jake, my best friend, warned me, and I quote, "You are making the worst mistake a teen can make. Don't ruin what you have with her". I didn't care. I took her backstage and asked her out. Outside, I was calm. But inside, I was burning with the highest form of fear. I thought she would give me the worst curses there were. But instead, she said yes! I didn't know what to do next. I was totally unprepared. When you think of something thoroughly, there's bound to be some faults here and there. It turns out she too had feelings for me. She covered it by ignoring me.

"Ok. Cool," said me. I sounded like an idiot. There wasn't a better time for me to mess it up. I wanted to slap myself for saying that. I could make out from her face that she felt awkward.

"Umm, Emma. You alright? You look nervous,"

"No. It's nothing,"

"It's fine. You can tell me,"

"Well... I know this might be hard to believe, but it's my first time being in a relationship,"

"What?? You're bluffing, aren't you???"

"Yeah, I knew you wouldn't believe it," replied Emma.

"I know this might be hard for you too, but um... this is my first time in a relationship too," I said, just to be on the safe side.

"Hmmm. Not with that attitude you can,"

"Excuse me?" I retorted.

"No, no. Not in like an awful way, but you could use some change."

"Hmmm. Ok, fine." I responded with a smile growing out of my lips.

The next month was a blessing. Every day I woke up with the thought that Emma was my girlfriend. It gave me the boost I needed for that day. It was fun to hang out with her. Many of our friends were against it. But we didn't care. She was funny, crafty, and cute with a hint of toughness, and she trusted me more than her friends. We did theatre together despite her horrible performance. And it sucks that I couldn't tell her about it.

One day, things were off. Emma had a bleak look on her face. She was angry and didn't talk to me. I asked Zoey and found out the bitter truth that she overheard me talking to Jake about her acting. I felt so guilty and went to her to speak, but she was still mad. Then I tried to justify it, which I shouldn't have done.

"Emma. Come on. Talk to me. Are you angry with me because I said your acting sucks? It's just your acting, nothing else,"

"Adrian, acting is something that I liked to do from a very young age. After my parents, acting was the next thing on my list. I've heard others say that my performance isn't good, to my face. But when I heard it from someone I loved, it hurt me. More than the others," said Emma, with tears pouring down her cheeks. I felt like crying too. My heart was burdened with guilt. It's the first time a girl loved me back purely. It hurt me that I broke her feelings. I felt guilty. But I didn't know how to patch it up. Nothing is worse other than the feeling of guilt that you are the reason your loved one is hurt. So I just left. The next day, she didn't even look at me. I would go to her, but she would leave. This kept going on for several days. One night, I decided to end it and texted her.

8.30 PM

"Hey" I texted

No reply. "She must be chatting with someone," I thought

9.15 PM

"Are you still angry with me?" I texted again.

Still, no reply.

9.30 PM

*Notification Bell*

The double grey ticks turned blue immediately.

"Hey, sorry. I was studying. And no, I'm not angry with you." She texted.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry for telling you that your acting sucks." I apologized.

"I'm sorry, too," she replied.

"For what?"

"I was an idiot. You just expressed what you felt," said Emma.

"When I saw your tears, I realized how much you love me."

"Next time you have something to say about me, tell it straight to me," said Emma.

"Ok. I promise. Good night"

"Good night."

*Last seen today at 9.51 PM*