Love Challenge- Day 2

Love Challenge- Day 2: What is your dream person like?

It’s a warm summer day, and the sun is just setting. I’m wearing my brown and white polka-dotted bathing suit top and knee-length shorts. No shoes on, because I’m standing on the beach; completely mesmerized by the sun setting against the water. I don’t hear him walk up behind me, and when he rests his hand on my shoulder I turn around quickly, and gasp. Then I realize it’s him, a friend I’ve made over the summer, and I smile.

 It’s summer and I’m happy, I have no fear, and I feel as if I can do anything; that’s why we became friends in the first place.  He had come up to me earlier in the summer and just said ‘hi’, that’s all. That greeting grew into a ‘what’s up’ and from there a whole conversation spewed from our mouths. That’s when it all started, just a few weeks before this particular day. That conversation grew into swapping phone numbers, then meeting up again; pretty soon that lead to boat rides and fishing, sand castles and written words on the sand, and eventually laying on the beach starring at the stars while talking about the world.

 He has depth, and isn’t the least bit shallow. He’s funny and can make me laugh whenever I need some cheering up. He can hold a conversation about anything, without getting bored. He’s protective but understands that I can stand up for myself. He believes in me and my dreams and supports me. His dreams are just as big and he’s ambitious; he’s making plans to make them come true. He cares about life and he’s a smart boy. I’ve had a crush on him since the day we met, even though I haven’t said anything.

He’s smiles at me, but doesn’t say a word. He can see, just as well as I, how beautiful the scene is. But he interrupts the silence; he has to make sure the timing is perfect. He careful grabs my hand and makes our fingers intertwine. I turn my head to look at him and smile but flash him a look of confusion.

“Can I talk to you?” He asks me, a sparkle in his gorgeous eyes.

By now I’m thinking of situations that I’m hoping will happen. “Of course!” I flirt, as we start to walk towards a bench and sit down.

I don’t look at him at first and stare down at my flip-flops, but then I realize how ridiculous I’m acting; if I can be comfortable with anyone, it’s him. I look up at him and stare into his eyes, and suddenly I’m lost in them. He doesn’t say anything at first, but instead takes a moment to explore the depths of my eyes, which are glistening bright blue at the moment. He doesn’t turn away. There is nothing awkward about the eye contact, it feels natural.

“Baylee, your eyes are gorgeous! I could look at them for hours and still not be able to comprehend the complexity of what lies beneath them.”

My smile grows wider, as I say ‘thank you’. I want to clarify that he’s flirting with me, so I change the conversation to see if he returns to the compliments, “Well you’re one to talk, have you ever seen your eyes? They’re brilliant! In fact, I’m jealous of them.”

He rolls his eyes and laughs, “You’re insane! Even the sky is jealous of how blue your eyes are.”

I know he’s exaggerating, but I also know better than to decline the compliment, especially from him, “Thank you,  __________”

We both sit there silent for a minute, and look out at the sun which continues to sink lower, and is rapidly being eaten by the lake.

“I’m glad I met you this summer, ________. You’re my best friend!” I speak first, and then realize that what I’ve said may discourage him from ever liking me.

I’m proven wrong, “You’re my best friend too, Baylee! But, I was hoping we could become something more than that…You know, I’ve practiced this a million times and I still can’t say it right.”

I don’t want to interrupt him, but I don’t want him to lose courage. I think for once I know what’s going to happen, and I hold my breath because I don’t want whatever fantasy  I’m living in to disappear.

“What, say it?” I encourage.

“Baylee, I really like you! Will you be my girlfriend?” I can see the anxiety on his face as he awaits my answer, but he refuses to lose his confidence until after he makes sure that the answer isn’t no.

There is no way I would ever turn him down, and I would think that he would know that. Yet another thing I love about him, he knows how to stay humble. “Of course, I’d love to!”

He turns his head to the side and I hear a small whisper of a ‘YES!’ under his breath. Then he turns his head, “Well then, there’s been something I’ve been wanting to do all summer…..” he looks at me to make sure were on the same page as I lean toward him just a little, “May I?”

I nod. He leans in and kisses me, his soft lips brushing mine. It’s perfect and flawless. Nothing too far just first kiss of many. We smile at each other, and I feel like flying!

We watch as the last of the sliver of sun disappears, off the side of the earth and as the sun floats into the sky. I lean my head on his shoulder as we both wish on the first star of the night, and kiss once more before we regrettably part for the night. Both of us looking forward to the rest of the summer with each other to hold.

(So, I know I was probably supposed to make a list or something, but this story keeps me sane. This would be perfect and any guy that would do this would be the perfect guy for me and I would absolutely love him. I know this is pretty cheesy and there’s absolutely no chance of this ever happening to me, but I can dream, even if my dreams disappoint me in the end. But this is what my perfect guy would be like and how I would be able to act around him. So, day 2 is complete!)

xoxox

~Baylee Miller