Bye Bye Love(a BeforeYouExit fanfic)

Chapter6:kinda sorta not really a date

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I agreed to do it. After all, it couldn't hurt right? I'd also overheard them talking to Toby about it.

"Come on man, just do it," I heard Riley say.

"But she's my friend!" Toby said, doing his best to wriggle out of it.

My heart sank a little at what he'd said.

"You're doing it and that's final! Besides, we all know you like her," Emily threw back.

They had him beat. I could tell that he was giving in. My heart perked up at what Emily had said.

And that was the last I'd heard of that conversation.

So Toby and I "met" in a different way. We just hung out. We went to a "scary" movie. I didn't scream when everyone else did. I didn't even twitch. Whenever other people were jumping out of their seats screaming their asses off, Toby would look at me and smile.

I didn't get the least bit jumpy because first of all, the movie was LAME! And second of all, I was thinking about Toby the whole time.

His arm was draped across the back of my chair. Just a mere inch from my shoulders. It was frustrating because all I wanted to do was grab his arm, put it around me, and be like "There!". But I didn't.

After the movie, we walked around together for a while and talked. During one of the many awkward silences during that conversation, I started singing "Second To None" by Chris Crocker in my head. He laughed suddenly. Making me stop. I guess I must've not been singing in my head.

"Do I really sound that bad?" I asked.

"No. The song! I didn't even know that one existed! Only you could find something like that!" he laughed.

We walked past a store, where in the window, I saw the prettiest, subtlest silver locket I'd ever seen. It had a red rose on the front and it was fucking amazing. I told Toby I liked it, and asked if he thought it was cool. He replied with a simple

"Yeah, I guess."

He looked thoughtfully at it and at me.

He sat me down at a nearby bench. He told me to stay put and disappeared into the store.

I waited a little while for him. I'm a very inpatient person, so soon I was beginning to wonder if he'd abandoned me.

But then he came out. He was smiling and holding something in his right hand. I stood up. Before I could ask him what he'd been doing, he took my hand with his free one, and placed whatever had been in his right one in it. It was the beautiful locket! I smiled happily and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I squealed, jumping up and down.

"You deserve it," he said as he slid his arms around my waist.

Then he mumbled something that sounded like "more than anyone else".

"You really didn't have to," I told him as I pulled away.

"I know. But I wanted to," he replied.

"I'm glad that you did though," I added.

I couldn't get the necklace on by myself, so Toby had to help me. When I asked him, he gave me a petrified look as if I'd told him I was going to strip down in front of him. His look softened and he agreed to help.

His hands were so close to my neck. They were gentle but strong. My heart started running a marathon.

We walked around some more. He would look over at me often. One time when he was staring at me, he walked right into a street lamp pole. I laughed a bit.

"Are you okay?" I asked, only slightly concerned.

"Yeah," he answered, scratching his neck in embarrassment, it seemed that he was still coming to the realization that he'd just walked into a pole.

I giggled as he gave the pole a death stare. He glanced at me and smiled triumphantly. He'd succeeded in making me laugh.

"You saw that didn't you?" he asked, his adorable cheeks turning a shade of pink as his smile faded.

I nodded with a slightly apologetic smile. He grinned again.

"I don't care," he said still grinning.

I saw what he was up to, and ran.

He chased after me and eventually, I let him catch me.

When he did, he scooped me up and spun me around even though we're about the same height.

We both smiled and laughed.

When he set me down, I commanded him to stand with arms slightly out from his sides, and to be prepared for anything. Then I placed my hands on his shoulders and jumped from behind. He grinned and started laughing. He carried me around like that until he seemed a bit under strain.

"Am I too heavy for you?" I asked worriedly, hopping off his back.

"You? Never! I'm just tired is all," he replied.

We started walking normally again. Our hands were swinging at the same pace but still weren't intertwined. That made me a little angry too. He walked me back to where I was living at the present time. Even though it was out of his way.

We stood in the doorway for a while. Our lips were only a few teeny centimeters apart. I wanted so badly to just grab his shirt collar and pull him into a kiss. But I didn't. He did hug me though. And I think he kissed the side of my head. But it was hard to tell because I couldn't see him and I can hardly feel anything through my thick hair. We broke apart. He smiled crookedly, almost stupidly, at me and placed his palm on my cheek.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered still smiling, our foreheads and noses almost touching.

He leaned in, as if to kiss me, but was interrupted by the blaring of a distant siren. He pulled away, turned, and walked into the street. Kind of seeming robotic. I hadn't realized until then, that I'd been expecting him to kiss me. No! I'd been wanting him to kiss me. I was still standing outside like an idiot.

It was a miracle that I'd gotten any sleep that night, I was still wondering if tonight could be considered a date.

I wanted it to be.

More than anything.

***

The next morning, I decided that after what had happened last night, I knew I cared about him in that one way. I thought he did too. But, he didn't ask me out. That broke my heart.

Had he been playing me?

Or was he just scared?

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