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“So, let’s go home.” I said as we buckled up.
“Oh, we’re not going home. Not yet.” He starts the car.
I know I just met him but somehow I’m already comfortable around him. I don’t usually feel that way around people whom I don’t know well but with him it’s different and I like that. With him, I could be myself and not worry of what he thinks of me. It’s funny because I’m already feeling a connection between us, something I’ve never felt with anyone before.
After a few minutes of driving we arrive at the park. Josh pulled over. It was not as dark for the night was lighted by the bright shining moon and a few streetlights. We went to the back of the truck and Josh takes out a guitar which I assume is his. We sat down on the grass and Josh started to strum on his guitar and sing. I listened as he sang and played his guitar. His voice was beautiful and I could listen to him sing all night. It really surprised me how good he could sing. It’s kind of weird of me to think of it but he looks really good when he sings. Not many people look pretty when they sing, at least that’s what I think and observe.
I didn’t realize that I was staring at him dreamily the whole time he was singing and I didn’t realize that he had already stopped playing either. He chuckled softly when he caught me staring at him and looked down on the grass. I shook my head and looked away hiding my red blushing cheeks.
Things were going by just how I wanted them tonight. I put my guitar down and Hayley and I started talking about stuff. Our favourite movie, favourite book, favourite band and all the other things. I then asked her something I’ve been dying to know.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
She scrunched her nose and said“Nah. No boyfriend.”
“Hm. Why don’t you have one?”
“Well, I don’t think I would want to have a boyfriend, at least not for now. Maybe I’ll change my mind about this whole love thing. I just don’t really believe in those things anymore. I mean, ever since my parents divorced I just thought to myself that love doesn’t exist, that it was nothing more than a cruel joke. Sure, when I was a little girl I dreamed of having the most perfect boyfriend but that all changed when my parents parted. That’s why I don’t believe in love. It’s all just so pointless.”
“Oh. Well that sucks. You’re gonna miss out a lot but hey, people change. Maybe you’ll change your mind someday and realize how much you’ll miss.”
She snorted and said “Whatever”.
I just shrugged it off although I might never forget the things she said. But I won’t let them bother me. I haven’t lost hope.
“So,” she said. “You play guitar?” she asked.
“Yeah. I started playing only a year ago.” I answered.
She said that she too has a guitar but doesn’t play. It was a gift from her dad on her seventh birthday. She said nobody ever taught her how to play and she never learned. She also said that she lost interest in learning how to play ever since her parents divorced.
“It has always been in the corner of my room. It’s all dusty now. I haven’t found the inspiration to learn how to play.” She said talking about her barely touched guitar. “Hey, maybe you should teach me.” She insisted. I agreed and began teaching her the basic chords. I got to hold her hand when I put her fingers on the right place on the strings and frets.
It was getting late so we decided to go home. I didn’t want her to get in trouble because of me.
This was the first time I actually liked a girl. Don't get me wrong. I've had a lot of crushes, small ones. But I lose interest in these girls when I get to know them and they get boring. I don't know if it's just me, but I think all girls are like this. Except Hayley. To me she's different. She's not like all the other girls. The time we spent together made me like her even more and didn't make me lose interest in her.