That Boy

I feel like Meg Ryan in Top Gun. I just want to scream aloud, Danny, you big stud. Take me to bed or lose me forever.

“You arrogant son of a bitch,” I say.
Well, maybe I growl it.

“Phillip,” I say, finally wrenching my lips away from him, “it's taken you twenty-two years to get me into bed, two minutes should feel like a blip.”
“Twenty-two years? Don't flatter yourself. Maybe like eight years.” He gives me a naughty grin. “But I'll tell you this, now that you're finally here, I'm not wasting another second.”

We waste opportunities at every moment.
That was the part I was trying to remember.
And now I see why it's been bugging me.
It fits.
I know that I can't waste any more opportunities with Phillip.
I can't, and I won't.
God help me.

I thought about going to his room, but I didn't know what I'd say.
So I went straight to my room and kept hoping he would knock at my door.
Of course, he never did.
I know it's over between us. It got completely screwed up.
What am I going to do without my best friend?

Hmm, I guess maybe now might be a good time to confess.”
“Confess what?”
He runs his hand through his hair and sighs, “I was so afraid of you on Prom night, I literally drank myself sick.”
“You were afraid of me?”

“I've been here for you all along. I've listened to you cry about other guys, I rescue you, take care of you when you're sick, hug you when you're sad, tell you you're beautiful when you look terrible.” He looks me straight in the eyes and is dead serious when he says, “Princess, I've always been the one.”
I give up.

“Phillip, don't you get it? I don't want to lose you. You're my family, my only family. I'd be alone if it weren't for you.” I swear I'm about ready to cry. My eyes start tearing up, and I choke out, “Why can't you get this?”
“You're not going to lose me,”

“Have you thought about kissing him again? He is so handsome, Jade. You two would be adorable together, and you get along so well. Don't you see the way he looks at you, with those puppy dog eyes? I really think he's like in love with you.”
Not very subtle is she?

Somewhere, my prince is waiting.
Ha!
Actually, I don't think he's waiting. I think he's hiding from me.