May I say a word, please?

“Hey, what’s wrong? Wait a minute, I know that look,” she said, looking at me.

“um, I think I forgot something”

“like a credit card?” She said, completely confident.

“I think so” 

“Fear not, for miss T will save the day!” she said posing like a superhero!

I sighed in relief and laughed “saying oh! No save me, save me!” mimicking someone in trouble, which made both of us crack a smile.

Normally she was extroverted, unlike me, but by hanging out a lot, she ended up being infected by my secret introvercy. Like me, when she’s around unfamiliar company, you might think that she’s deaf or something. But she’s not exactly like me because I have this strong imaginative mind. I can create a fantasy Cosmos inside my mind! Now that we’re together a lot, she might even end up acquiring such imaginations.

I like it when she’s in such an imagination, because after all we’re like in the same world, and it’s even easier to get along with someone similar to you, eventually.

She signaled a bartender and; he came with a POS machine. She gave him a credit card and she entered her credentials and paid.

“Excuse me, would you like to help me with taking a picture of the two of us, please? Thank you,” she said as a bartender handed her a card.

Frankly, though we talked a lot, I kept myself from mentioning any romantic thing directly. I just used metaphors because I knew she understood that language too. Now that she was asking for pictures, it confirmed that she was into this Dating thingy!

Girls taking pictures with dudes it’s pretty normal?? Not really! At least not Taylor. She hates taking pictures not only with dudes but also with herself alone. She even used to ditch class photos, so her asking for a photo was something not significant.

She fished in her purse a phone and handed it to the bartender.

“Hey, don't think that it was my treat today!” She said, looking serious, but I knew she wasn’t.

“I know, I’ll transfer your money once I get home,” I answered

“um, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” She said as we were exiting the Restaurant.

“Walking down to the bus station, instead of taking a taxi?” I answered, guessing.

“Exactly! “

We were that friends that completed each other’s sentences.

However, we hadn’t talked about the Love thingy just yet

While walking to the station which was like 20 minutes, we passed the ice-cream shop and we bought ice-cream cones, one each. (This time I paid with some liquid money I had with me)

While walking, we passed to one of those public benches and I suggested we take an abrupt break, though I knew we weren’t tired at all.

I cleared my throat and shot my shot.

“So, on a scale of one to ten, how can you rate today’s date? “ I asked, staring softly at her

Suddenly, her face became like that of someone sucking a lemon! And she asked “, I’m sorry, what?”

“Oh C'mon, A date!” I answered, trying to defend myself. I knew that she came, knowing that it was a date. It’s that she likes to brag a lot.

“Whoa Whoa whoa, let’s make it clear now: you asked me out on a date, and I paid??” she said standing and looking at me, pretending to be angry.

“Yep, That’s what it feels like having a good samaritan besides! “ I said smiling.

“matter of fact, when transferring my money, make it double!” She said,

“Affirmative, sir” I answered while saluting.

She smiled and looked down.

I knew that she was going to say some other funny thing, but she held my hands and made me stand up, kissed me on the cheeks, and hugged me tightly.

“um, that explains everything except my rating, Thingy?. How was our date?” I said, holding her right hand while we sat down.

“Everything was going as planned perfectly. I can say that it was a perfect date. So it’s 9.5 on ten.” She said politely and very attentively.

“Why not ten out of ten?”

“spilling a drink on the shirt!” She said, laughing.

“Hey! It was an accident,” I said, sounding a little bit babyish.

“C’mon, it was fun and lovely. Seeing you with that nervousness all because of coca-cola.” She said, smiling.

(Wait, who asks a girl to review a date?)

We stood up and walked toward the bus station, and that’s when I said

“Hey, I like you. You’re a fantastic friend. Your sense of humor, your beauty, and everything,“ she said politely.

I looked at her, smiled and added,

“Plus, I can kill for that outfit!”

“oh, stop!” For the first time, she was shy.

Then She said “I like you too”

We entered on a bus, and we sat together.

After a few minutes, it was my stop. I kissed her on the forehead and said “ Sayonara, See ya.”

She seemed kinda sad and uncomfortable, but she managed to hide it. She waved at me and I got out.

“If you dare to send that money, Imma block and report you! Plus, I will Kill you!” it was Taylor on SMS After I left the bus.

After a few moments, she texted me saying that she arrived safely.

At 20h after dinner, we chatted on W******p all night long till 03 in the morning.

we continued to talk until late at night

That’s when I proposed to her.

I asked her “may I say something, please? “

“anytime” she replied

“I Love you!” I wrote that shaking and sweating, worried that she could have been friend-zoning me.

“oh! Thank you” she replied lately like after 20 minutes, though I could see that she was typing all that time.

I remember how I felt, I was panting and sweating in the night for no Reason at all, because I knew that she loved me too but for some reasons I wanted her to say “I love you too” but I didn’t want her to know about it.

So we said goodbyes and tried to sleep.