Polaroid Love

Dangelo grabbed Andrea's arm, "Wait Andrea I-"

"I'm really sorry, Dangelo but I really can't," Andrea explained, "I've had relationships before and none of them, I repeat, NONE of them turned out good because of me."

Dangelo masked his disappointment with an exhale and pinched his nose, "Please Andrea."

"I'm sorry, Dangelo, I really am."

"At least give me a month. A month to make you fall in love with me. I'll give you a polaroid camera and inside the camera, there will be 10 films. Those 10 films will be used to capture the most memorable moments of us together and when the films are all used up and you still don't feel anything for me, I'll do as you ask."

He said the next few words through gritted teeth with difficulty, as if those words pained him both physically and mentally, "I'll leave you alone."

Dangelo looked up at her with his blue eyes that were displaying so many emotions but what she could make out most were hope and determination. He held out his hand, "Deal?"

Andrea's heart fluttered as fast as the wings of a hummingbird, partially because no one had been this desperate for her and the other reason is because it was a boy.

Usually boys just want her, but never need her. They play with the strings of her heart, pulling them carelessly as if her feelings didn't matter to them in the slightest bit.

Doubt and uncertainty rushed through her body; doubt, because she didn't know whether Dangelo was one of them and uncertainty, because she thought that once she shook that hand, he'd laugh at her because it was just a joke.

But she could not turn the blue-eyed boy down because she could see that he was breaking inside despite of the strong demeanor held outside. So, she took her hand up and fitted hers with his, "Deal."