Life's Long Love Ch.3
Did he really mean it when he told Dani he loves her????
A BIG THANKS!! To everybody who commented on Ch.2. You all have no idea how happy it makes me. It totally fuels my energy to keep on writing, so thank you so much!
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Daniella's POV:
Laying down on my bed, I started to cry. A million thoughts were running though my head. 'Why? Why did I have to close that door? Now he probably thinks I don't feel the same way about him, but I do! I do love him. He's the one who hates me, isn't he? It doesn't make any sense. If he really loves me, then why is he always so mean to me? He never talks to me, or even acknowledges me. I just don't understand, I bet he doesn't even mean it. What if he just kissed me to make me less angry, wishing I won't tell my mom about those things he said. Not that I would, that would imply telling her what I did. But If I told my mom, she would surely tell his mother and his mother is really mean sometimes. I get what he did. I just wish it wasn't at my expense.'
It's 9:00 at night, and I'm in my kitchen making quesadillas. Most girls find comfort in things like ice cream and chocolate, not me. I like spice, cheesy, beefy goodness. I really need a life, who thinks these things to themselves? Anyway, I'm just sitting down to eat when I hear the garage door open. My mom must be getting home. She comes in and sees me eating my food, immediately getting concerned. I really only eat at night when I'm sad, and on top of that, it's a quesadilla.
"Honey, are you okay?" there's something about the way she asked that which told me she had a long day at work, and would rather I not say anything.
Trying my best to look happy, and be polite I say "Nope, just hungry". My mom looks at me with her head tilted to the side, takes a deep breath, then finally decides to say "alright honey, I'm going up to bed." My mom tries. She really does, but did you notice how she didn't say good night? And instead of telling me she can see something's wrong she just walks away? That's how it is all the time with her. I think she's jealous of me and my father's relationship. I don't love her less or anything, we've just never been able to click.
Back to the story... I'm sitting here alone in my kitchen, thinking about all that happened today. I really wish Aaron hadn't kissed me. It would make everything so much easier. Now I would have to talk to him, and that would most likely be awkward. I mean, what do I say? 'Hey Aaron, I really liked the kiss you gave me, and I love you too. Lets skip through a field of daisies and live happily ever after.'? Well, that wasn't about to happen. For all I know, he leaned in to give me a light peck, and I went all man beast on him, and he only loves me as a friend. Like I said, everything would be easier if he had just kept his lips to himself.
Now, not only do I have to worry about Aaron and the kiss along with those three magical (if he meant them) words, but there are also some pretty nasty rumors going around school at the moment.
In the middle of this thought, my phone started vibrating, telling me I had a new text message.
Aaron: 'Hey, come meet me at the park we used to play at'.
Me: 'why? Its late Aaron, couldn't we just talk here?'
Aaron: 'No, I really want to meet at the park. Please Daniella?'
As if my life couldn't get any harder, I'm sitting here, with my hair up in the messiest bun on earth, my contacts out so I'm wearing the glasses I got when I thought horned rims were 'all the rage', I'm in my tazmanian devil pajama shorts, and a t shirt that says "daddys little princess". >.< (that's me crossing my eyes for all of you who could guess).
Me: Fine, It'll take me a few minutes to get ready.
Aaron: its cool, I'll meet you there.
Running upstairs, I decide that if he really loves me, I'll just go normal. Meaning that I'm changing my clothes and that's it. I end up in sweat pants and a cleaner t-shirt.
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I love this park. All of my best memories from my childhood are here. I see Aaron sitting on one of the swings, so I walk over and plop down on the one next to him.
"Hey." He sounds so shy right now.
"Hey yourself". Maybe playing hard to get would give him the right impression, that being that I'm unsure about what he wants, so I need him to tell me.
Aaron started rambling "look, Dani, I'm sorry. I've been wanting to tell you for a long time. I'm an asshole. I've treated you badly since we were kids, and you never deserved that. Today, I was just so jealous, I couldn't even stop the words that were flying out of my mouth. I know I should have just been there for you, but I was.." At this point I cut him off.
"Jealous? What do you mean you were Jealous? Jealous of what?" I started to sound hostile.
Aaron looked down sheepishly, "I wanted to be your first". He said it so quietly I could barely hear him.
"What! You've got to be kidding me. How long? Why didn't you tell me? What's wrong with you?" I couldn't believe I spent all this time worrying about whether or not he really loved me and now he tells me he wanted to have my virginity. Oh My God.
"For a long time now. I'm sorry Dani, really, I am. I didn't want to feel this way, it just happened. I only treated you mean because my friends used to tease me about how much I liked you, so I started to pretend that I didn't. Then, when it was okay to, I didn't know how to. I had been so bad to you for so long, I just knew you wouldn't want me". He looks so sad
"Aaron, shut up." I close my eyes and bow my head. I don't know how to say this, It'll take so much courage. "I love you too. I have since I first met you. I always assumed you didn't want me. That's why I let Jason talk me into it. I never would have if you had just been honest. Am I that unapproachable? Do you really believe that I would've been mean to you if you had just told me?"
"You are not unapproachable, I'm just stupid. And I wasn't doubting you, I was doubting me. Wait, what did you say? You love me?" He looked incredulous.
"Yes, I love you, of course I love you. You're my best friend, even if you are the biggest meanie alive". I've got tears in my eyes as I smile and lightly punch him on the arm.
You stand up quickly and pull me up into a hug. Your so enthusiastic about it that you end up lifting me up into the air and spinning me around. Not an easy feet being as I'm very tall at 5'11, and weigh about 145 pounds.
he sets me on the ground and look into my eyes, slowly, he puts one hand around my waist, and the other cups my cheek, bring our faces closer until our lips barely brush together. I pull him closer to me and deepen the kiss. I've wanted this for so long, I can hardly believe its real.
After about 15 minutes of this, I pull away, gasping for air, and say "Its 10:00. I need to get home, walk with me?
As we near my house, we start to see the shape of a car with a person leaning on the drivers side door. It's Jason.
COMMENTS!!! PLEASE!!!
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Daniella's POV:
Laying down on my bed, I started to cry. A million thoughts were running though my head. 'Why? Why did I have to close that door? Now he probably thinks I don't feel the same way about him, but I do! I do love him. He's the one who hates me, isn't he? It doesn't make any sense. If he really loves me, then why is he always so mean to me? He never talks to me, or even acknowledges me. I just don't understand, I bet he doesn't even mean it. What if he just kissed me to make me less angry, wishing I won't tell my mom about those things he said. Not that I would, that would imply telling her what I did. But If I told my mom, she would surely tell his mother and his mother is really mean sometimes. I get what he did. I just wish it wasn't at my expense.'
It's 9:00 at night, and I'm in my kitchen making quesadillas. Most girls find comfort in things like ice cream and chocolate, not me. I like spice, cheesy, beefy goodness. I really need a life, who thinks these things to themselves? Anyway, I'm just sitting down to eat when I hear the garage door open. My mom must be getting home. She comes in and sees me eating my food, immediately getting concerned. I really only eat at night when I'm sad, and on top of that, it's a quesadilla.
"Honey, are you okay?" there's something about the way she asked that which told me she had a long day at work, and would rather I not say anything.
Trying my best to look happy, and be polite I say "Nope, just hungry". My mom looks at me with her head tilted to the side, takes a deep breath, then finally decides to say "alright honey, I'm going up to bed." My mom tries. She really does, but did you notice how she didn't say good night? And instead of telling me she can see something's wrong she just walks away? That's how it is all the time with her. I think she's jealous of me and my father's relationship. I don't love her less or anything, we've just never been able to click.
Back to the story... I'm sitting here alone in my kitchen, thinking about all that happened today. I really wish Aaron hadn't kissed me. It would make everything so much easier. Now I would have to talk to him, and that would most likely be awkward. I mean, what do I say? 'Hey Aaron, I really liked the kiss you gave me, and I love you too. Lets skip through a field of daisies and live happily ever after.'? Well, that wasn't about to happen. For all I know, he leaned in to give me a light peck, and I went all man beast on him, and he only loves me as a friend. Like I said, everything would be easier if he had just kept his lips to himself.
Now, not only do I have to worry about Aaron and the kiss along with those three magical (if he meant them) words, but there are also some pretty nasty rumors going around school at the moment.
In the middle of this thought, my phone started vibrating, telling me I had a new text message.
Aaron: 'Hey, come meet me at the park we used to play at'.
Me: 'why? Its late Aaron, couldn't we just talk here?'
Aaron: 'No, I really want to meet at the park. Please Daniella?'
As if my life couldn't get any harder, I'm sitting here, with my hair up in the messiest bun on earth, my contacts out so I'm wearing the glasses I got when I thought horned rims were 'all the rage', I'm in my tazmanian devil pajama shorts, and a t shirt that says "daddys little princess". >.< (that's me crossing my eyes for all of you who could guess).
Me: Fine, It'll take me a few minutes to get ready.
Aaron: its cool, I'll meet you there.
Running upstairs, I decide that if he really loves me, I'll just go normal. Meaning that I'm changing my clothes and that's it. I end up in sweat pants and a cleaner t-shirt.
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I love this park. All of my best memories from my childhood are here. I see Aaron sitting on one of the swings, so I walk over and plop down on the one next to him.
"Hey." He sounds so shy right now.
"Hey yourself". Maybe playing hard to get would give him the right impression, that being that I'm unsure about what he wants, so I need him to tell me.
Aaron started rambling "look, Dani, I'm sorry. I've been wanting to tell you for a long time. I'm an asshole. I've treated you badly since we were kids, and you never deserved that. Today, I was just so jealous, I couldn't even stop the words that were flying out of my mouth. I know I should have just been there for you, but I was.." At this point I cut him off.
"Jealous? What do you mean you were Jealous? Jealous of what?" I started to sound hostile.
Aaron looked down sheepishly, "I wanted to be your first". He said it so quietly I could barely hear him.
"What! You've got to be kidding me. How long? Why didn't you tell me? What's wrong with you?" I couldn't believe I spent all this time worrying about whether or not he really loved me and now he tells me he wanted to have my virginity. Oh My God.
"For a long time now. I'm sorry Dani, really, I am. I didn't want to feel this way, it just happened. I only treated you mean because my friends used to tease me about how much I liked you, so I started to pretend that I didn't. Then, when it was okay to, I didn't know how to. I had been so bad to you for so long, I just knew you wouldn't want me". He looks so sad
"Aaron, shut up." I close my eyes and bow my head. I don't know how to say this, It'll take so much courage. "I love you too. I have since I first met you. I always assumed you didn't want me. That's why I let Jason talk me into it. I never would have if you had just been honest. Am I that unapproachable? Do you really believe that I would've been mean to you if you had just told me?"
"You are not unapproachable, I'm just stupid. And I wasn't doubting you, I was doubting me. Wait, what did you say? You love me?" He looked incredulous.
"Yes, I love you, of course I love you. You're my best friend, even if you are the biggest meanie alive". I've got tears in my eyes as I smile and lightly punch him on the arm.
You stand up quickly and pull me up into a hug. Your so enthusiastic about it that you end up lifting me up into the air and spinning me around. Not an easy feet being as I'm very tall at 5'11, and weigh about 145 pounds.
he sets me on the ground and look into my eyes, slowly, he puts one hand around my waist, and the other cups my cheek, bring our faces closer until our lips barely brush together. I pull him closer to me and deepen the kiss. I've wanted this for so long, I can hardly believe its real.
After about 15 minutes of this, I pull away, gasping for air, and say "Its 10:00. I need to get home, walk with me?
As we near my house, we start to see the shape of a car with a person leaning on the drivers side door. It's Jason.
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