Time Flies

PromPosal

I walked along the pavement. Holding flowers in one hand and my phone in the other. My palms were getting sweaty as butterflies began to invade my stomach. Twisting a knot in my body, which was getting tighter after every step.

My mum's advice kept popping in to my mind, followed by my sisters', then my dad's.

Be polit-
Get her some flowe..
BREATHE

It seemed like my dad's book was the one I needed to follow. With all this commotion buzzing around in my head, I forgot one thing : stay alive.

I stopped in my tracks. Like I was stuck in knee - high mud. I had arrived.

"Now or never Jakey boy" I whispered to myself.

As I took a few weak steps towards her porch, I lost grip on the rails, my hands slipped. All sirens in my body were ringing full sound.

My anxiety was flooding back to me. I thought of the one person who was there to help me every time - Ava. It was time I returned the favour.

I spent a minute deciding on how I would ask her. I didn't want her to think that this was anything more than a friendly invite. Inside I knew it was far more than that, but I wanted to keep a healthy relationship. I mean, what would happen if we broke up after dating? I couldn't risk it - even if she might feel the same about me.

I knocked lightly followed by getting down on one knee. Leaving passer Byers shocked and some of the older ones tutting at my age thinking it was a "wedding" proposal! Ava opened the door in her pyjamas, not expecting someone. She cupped her mouth and tears flowed down. I stopped. Did I do something wrong? I cleared my throat and began my speech.

"Will you, Ava Sinclair, make me the happiest man alive and join me at the prom for a splendid night?" I exclaimed, proud of my word choice.

"I would love too!" She replied catching on, on my formal tone - "so like a dat-"

I froze. A million responses sat in my mouth, each one ready to fire away.

"I'm guessing I'll take your silence as friends, just friends" She said, disappointed.

I got up and brushed off the dust from my knees. Before I could defend myself, Ava pulled me into a cold hug and entered her house.

"Great going.. Jakey boy." I muttered, gritting my teeth.

I placed the flowers on her patio and headed home, gutted. I messed up the proposal big time, but I still had the prom itself to prove my love for her.