“Um…yeah, I guess,” he shrugged.
She tried to hide her euphoria at his statement. He squeezed her hand, not fooled by her guise.
He finally looked up, meeting her eyes as she stared out at the setting sun.
“They’re splitting up, my parents.” He whispered, smiling a small, sad smile. “It’s probably my fault. They were always arguing over things I did.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! That’s not true! But, I’m sorry.” She leant forward and nervously hugged him. He smiled and hugged back.
“Thank you for being here; and not laughing at me. My mates just joked about how I should go live with dad because he’ll let me do whatever I want, and then laughed when I cried. I guess I won’t be going back to them.”
“You know all too well I would never do that. I’ll always be here, waiting for you…even though you will never want me.” She sighed
“I think that it’s time to change your mind.” He stated decisively. And with that he took her hand and walked her home.