Coming To Terms

"How can you not like peanut butter?"

"For the hundredth time. I just don't" I laughed.

We were at the store buying groceries. Tay had picked up a jar of peanut butter, and I made a face. Now, she was flabbergasted that I didn't like peanut butter.

"What if you ate it off of me?" She asked.

I stopped walking.

I gave her a questioning but hopeful look.

She laughed. "I was joking"

"Damn. Your such a tease" I said with a pout.

She giggled and took my hand in hers for a brief second.

I understood why she didn't want to hold on for too long. Even though we were in a different city, there still could have been people we knew here.

I still couldn't help but miss the warmth of her hand, when she pulled away.

"You should let me cook dinner for you" I said to her.

She turned her head to look at me.

"Oh ya?"

I smiled. "Yes"

"Okay" she replied.

I raised my hands in victory.

She laughed and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

While she wasn't looking, I snuck a quick bottle of chocolate syrup.

I smiled knowing I was going to have fun using this.

After she was ringing everything up, she held the bottle of syrup in front of me. "What's this for?"

"Dessert" I replied.

"Oh, okay" she said, completely oblivious to the real reason i was getting it.

"Hey, do you mind if you make dinner, on Sunday night? I was planning on showing you this amazing restaurant, down the road from my house" she suddenly asked me on the way back.

"Ummm... Well I'll be back home, on Sunday night.."

"We don't have school on Monday"

"Wait... Really?"

"Do you pay attention at all in my class?"

I giggled. "Sometimes... I'm mostly staring at your ass"

I felt a hard slap on my arm.

"Ow.. Why?"

"Because you need to pay attention in my class, and all other classes"

I sighed dramatically "Fine"

She reached over the console in the car, and started rubbing my leg.

I started to feel warmness spread through me, and I felt a little lightheaded.

She still had her eyes on the road, as she did this..

"I'll reward you" she said in the sexiest tone possible.

I smiled, "You know you're unfair right?"

She giggled.

"Yes but I'm awesome so..."

"That's debatable"

"Excuse me?" She smiled.

I laughed. "Ok, you're right. Your awesome"

"I know" she laughed again.

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"So what's this restaurant called?"

I asked her.

We had just gotten back from the store.

"McDonalds"

I turn to stare at her, and raise my eyebrow.

She laughs. "I'm kidding. It's called "Sarah's Diner"

I smile. "I actually love McDonalds, by the way. But I guess we can go there"

She rewards me with one of her smiles. "Good"

"So do I have to dress fancy, and shit?" I ask her with a serious expression.

She laughs. "No, Ms. Romantic"

I become distracted as she puts away the groceries, the grey sweatpants she had on showed off her ass perfectly.

Why can't we just stay in for the night?

There are many things I can think of that are far more fun than going out...

"Are you just going to stand there and stare at my ass, or are you going to help me?"

I look up at her, and smile. "I guess I'll help" I reply with a groan.

She playfully slaps me on the arm, and laughs.

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"So what do you think?" She asks me.

When we arrived to the restaurant, my first initial thought was that it looked way too fancy on the outside. I about turned around, because let's face it, i am anything but fancy. But surprisingly, everyone seemed pretty nice, and down to earth, and it had a warm homey feel on the inside. I actually liked it quite a bit.

"I really like it, better than i would have expected to"

She grins at me, happiness apparent on her face.

My heart started to flutter at the sight of her smile. It was something I had gotten used to. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop the feelings that erupted inside me when I looked at her, and if I was being honest with myself, it scared me.

No...

Stop it Lilleth. Don't let your thoughts ruin tonight...

You have this amazing woman right in front of you, and your wasting the time you have with her by worrying...

I pushed the thoughts out of my head, and focused on her.

"You know, I've never asked you. What do you want to do after school?"

I smiled. Many people had a hard time when asked this question, but I've known since I was a little girl what I wanted to do.

"I wanna write scripts"

"Like for movies and stuff?"

I nodded.

"Wow. I never would have guessed that... But somehow it fits you... You're an amazing writer, Lilleth"

I smiled. "I appreciate that but I'm actually not. I am nowhere near where a lot of people are. I have a lot of work to do before I could ever attempt to become a writer"

She takes ahold of my hand in hers, and i instantly feel warmness spread through me.

"Hey... I don't believe that for one second. I've read your work. I stand by what I say. You are an amazing writer. And I would never lie to anyone about writing, to spare their feelings. I'm not mean about it but if there needs to be more work done, I let someone know. But you are by far the best writer I've had as a student, and I would never lie to you, Lilleth. I have more than enough confidence in you, that you could be anyone you wanted to"

As she said this I felt goosebumps rise on my skin from her statement. She believed in me more than i did. And somehow I knew she truly meant it. I could feel it.

"Thank you, Taylor"

"Of course. I believe in you" she said, staring straight into my eyes.

"I believe in you too" I said back to her.

That was the moment. The moment I came to terms with how I felt about her. She had been in my life for only a few months, and I already felt my heart break at the thought of not having her in my life. I looked at her, and I forgot everything. I was with her and it was only her and me.

I love her.

I love Taylor Roper.

I am in love with this beautiful woman sitting in front of me.

And I can feel that I always will be...