No saint, amore

"Hello!" She waved in my face, snapping me out of my train of thoughts.

"You're done?" I asked her.

"Yeah. What were you thinking of, that you didn't even hear what I was saying since?"

"Be my girlfriend," I uttered without thinking at all.

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What the heck did I just do? What the fuck did I just do? How would I just rush it like that? God!

"What?" She asked after staring at me for a while.

"Nah. I um. It's nothing, Emily. You should dress up; I will be waiting outside." I chickened out.

"Romeo!" She called.

"Yeah." I couldn't look her in the face; her feet became so beautiful all of a sudden that they fascinate me.

"What did you say earlier?" She asked.

"I umm." She placed her hands on my cheeks, stopping me from talking.

"Romeo, look at me." She whispered, and we both stared at each other, and my mind kept beating so bad. My mind was telling me I messed up already. Because I am sure she's thinking of how she would say no and not hurt my feelings, I knew it. I am rushing