The Chance

Mickie's a 18 year old girl who's never been in love. She's too shy for her own good, to smart for love. But that's what she thinks.
Jay's a 19 year old boy who thinks he has life all planned and figured out for him. he's got it all, girls all over him at his feet begging. But he's never loved anyone before. He craves it, to love someone so much it physically hurts. That's until they cross paths at a concert and what they don't know is there lives will be changed forever.

"Mickie please stop!"
"Mickie!" "Mickie!"
He bellows after me as I continue to run. Rain pours from the sky in heaps. My red satin dress soaked from the rain. My hair hangs in clumps around my shoulders. I stopped to have a breather and he finally catches up to me. His crisp cut suit glistened wet from the rain. Drops of rain fall from his chocolate brown hair. His mouth slightly parted. I stared up to look at him. He looked confused and angry. I interrupted the silence quietly saying "Jay I'm sorry I ran away I just needed to leave". He still had this look of fury ."Jay you can't do this you just ruined everything."
"Me and Mark were happy you can't just come and ruin that." "You decided to leave and I moved on." the last words making me come to near tears. He walks slowly toward me
asking for my hand. The rain
was pouring, but he didn't seem fazed. He brought me close and ballroom danced me, twirling me round. I stifled a laugh by how good he was at this. He smiles and moves closer towards me. He whispers in my ear, "Mickie we were never done."
"I came back for you, I never moved on" those words making me feel warm.
He brings me close and gently whispers " "..I still love you" "I love you" I look up to him and I see the pain and desire burning in his hazel eyes. He leans in to kiss me and I pull back, not wanting to. He looks confused, then says calmly with lust in his eyes "Mickie just go with flow" making shivers run up my neck. He leans to kiss me, and our lips connect.