What We Have

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Quality Time spent by two people in love.

Submitted: July 12, 2014

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Submitted: July 12, 2014



I looked down, staring at my Vans as me and Beth walked towards the local park. She was talking about how this website she frequented wouldn't load when she 'needed' it to. "..I mean, WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?!" she cried, looking towards the sky, as if some computer whiz would pop their head from the now darker clouds and answer her. She didn't shut up about this as we reached the park. Not that I wanted her to. I like to listen to her talk, I like when she gets all frustrated 'cause she couldn't place an online order for her lip 'tints' as I now know they are called, or when she couldn't read and retweet her favorite singer as soon as he tweeted something. 

We walked into the park, and even though the clouds were dark and it looked like it would rain, the park looked lively, and vibrant than the last time. "Beth, I think we should head back home, it looks like it's going to rain. A lot." I suggested, and then immediately looked towards the ground, unable to stop myself from smiling because I already knew what she would say before even suggesting anything. 

"Rain is a natural phenomenon. Why does everyone run home whenever they think it's going to rain, or seek shelter when it does. Rain is amazing, and if it does rain, we'll still have loads of fun." she said, decidedly, and turned her head towards me. So, turns out, while I was looking towards the ground, I STILL hadn't stopped smiling. In addition to that, I was silently saying everything she just said, without even realizing. 

She gasped, and started hitting me or at least trying to. She couldn't actually hit a non-living thing, let alone me. While I raised both my hands in surrender, I caught her smiling a bit through the ever so evident frown on her face. I loved when she did that, smile, I mean. And I loved when it was because of me, it made me feel like I achieved something of great importance, which it was, undoubtedly.

We got to our usual place, this patch of slightly long grass right beneath a tree I didn’t know the name of. I laid down, and so did she. This always calmed me, feeling Beth next to me, a couple of the branches from the tree blocking my view of the sky, but in a pleasant way.

As anticipated, Beth being Beth soon got bored of this, and turned towards me, her head rested on the palm of her hands, supporting herself up on her elbow. “Do I bore you?” she asked, sounding insecure, and almost afraid.

I turned my head towards her, completely taken aback by her question. Beth is anything but boring, I can tell you that. I mean this girl can go from talking about politics to talking how they should telecast SpongeBob Squarepants more often on the television. This was one of the thousands of things I liked about her, she wasn’t afraid to express herself to me.

“Why do you ask?” I replied with a question, knowing that replies in forms of questions annoy her.

“Because I feel like you have me all figured out, and that’s when guys lose interest in a girl, right? The girl you ‘want to get to know’ becomes the girl ‘you know’ and eventually, ‘you knew’”

I couldn’t help but smile a little, she is adorable. There’s no other word for it. I know ‘cause I’ve spent days thinking about it.

“What?” she asked, looking annoyed. I then realized that I still hadn’t said anything to her, so I finally said- “I don’t know about other girls, but I don’t think anyone can ever figure you out.” I turned my head back towards the sky placing a hand beneath my head to support it, and continued “ And if anyone can, I would hope that I am that person. You have no idea how happy it would make me to know what you’re going to say before you saying it all the time, not just once or twice. How amazing I would feel to know what jokes would always make you laugh, or how you would react to the things happening around you. To know what’s going on in that head of yours, and to start talking about something you are thinking of before you saying a word about it. It would be amazing to ‘know’ you, Bethany Prendergast.”

She was on top of me in no time, straddling me comfortably with a narrow eyed look on her face, as if to scare me. I just stared at her with a smile on my face, looking into her sparkling eyes. “You know how much I hate my last name!” she gushed, and I let out a full laugh. As the laugh died down, I noticed her smiling at me, a real, all over the face, smile.

I knew she caused so much humorous drama, and talked so animatedly just to bring me out of my shell, and I appreciated that a lot. Being around her, and being with her did help me a lot in ways I can’t even count. But everything I am is because of her, and for her. She never gets when I tell her that I don’t need to ‘open up’, I have her with me, and she is more than what I want, that I’m happy with the way things are. She thinks it’s not ‘healthy’ and so I try, I try for her.

After a few minutes of just staring into each other’s eyes, these big goofy smiles on our faces, I said “But I love it. And you.” Her smile grew ever bigger, as she let out a little laugh, and said “look at you, being all romantic and shit!”

I didn’t say anything; I didn’t want to ruin anything. All I could think of how much I loved what we had.

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