So, what exactly do girls like in dates?
That’s not Kiara.
she isn’t so into snobby places.
that’s not good enough.
Think, Kyle, think!
Okay confession time, I have never actually had a real girlfriend before so I don’t know how to put up these date things.
I was those “Chill-out-fvck-em’-hard-and-let-them-go” dudes.
Just a wh0re and a bed.
Wow… this is harder than I thought.
I decided to ring up an old friend, and ask him for advice.
Besides, he was good at these things, unlike me.
He wasn’t a player, like me.
“What’s up kyle?!” He yelled in the other line, once he picked up.
“So I need your help Donald. It’s urgent.” I simply said without a hello.
“What help? Because if you want me to pick up a slut at the bar for you, then forget”
“No Don!” I cut him off.
I wouldn’t do that when I’m already getting engaged.
Especially not to kiara.
“Alright. What is it then?”
“Well… you know…..” I squeaked.
“What is a ‘perfect date’ supposed to be for a girl? And I mean a real girl, one whose a virgin, clean, sweet, nice, beautiful…..” I stopped myself when I realized I was zoning out.
I coughed awkwardly.
“You get my point.”
Donald burst out laughing.
“The douche finally got a girl huh?”
I could tell he is going to spread this news to all our other mates.
I shrugged, then realized I was on a phone.
“I don’t know. It’s complicated. So are you going to help me or what?”
Donald sighed deeply.
“Well, if you really actually like this girl, then I will be glad to.”
“Perfect. See you in an hour buddy”
And then, I hung up, that sly smile still lingering on my face.
“Mission Perfect First Date Ever for Kiara has begun.”
? KIARA ?
I was in the shower, thinking about Kyle and I’s date tonight.
Did I make the right decision on giving him a chance?
Mum always said that forgiving is mandatory in life, but forgetting is never a rule you should follow.
I will stick with mum on this one.
And now that I think about it, I wonder what kyle has in store for me.
It was already 6:00 p.m. and the sun was just beginning to set.
What if he bails the date?
I don’t know what I’d do.
I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in my towel.
I slid out of the bathroom and went into my room, beginning to dry my hair.
It wasn’t until after I was done that I saw a note on my bed.
I picked it up, still in my tower, and unfolded it.
I’m so stupid aren’t I? I hurt such an amazing girl like you so badly and I know that you probably won’t ever forgive me, or it will take more than a million sorries until you do forgive me. But, I want you to know that… I really am sorry. I will be honest, I never wanted this whole thing to happen. This marriage being arranged and all. But, I realized you have it worse. You are about to be engaged to the one guy who took such a big piece of your heart and tore it apart. Kiara, you might think this letter is pathetic…but really, I don’t know anything about these things. I don’t know what it feels like to actually like someone for them. I don’t know how to pour out my heart into one letter. But for you, I will try. I don’t know why I’m acting like this around you, I don’t want to admit it. But, I guess you are…..well you are pretty amazing and I guess I really really like you. I don’t know though. I wouldn’t know. But, can we please try to make this work? I know you don’t love me like you used to, let alone like me anymore, but I’m willing to be that guy you always wanted me to be. You know, that sweet, charming, amazing guy….You have the right to call me all the most hurtful names in the world, because I hurt such a wonderful girl. But know this, I’m very sorry. I hate myself for hurting you like that. Every time you talk to me, I feel something so weird. When we touch, I get these weird shock feelings. Is that bad? Is there something wrong with me? If there is, and if that isn’t normal, let me know. I wouldn’t want to hurt you again. Not again, not ever. I never felt these feelings before. And I don’t know if I want to so, why do I feel like this? What the hell are you doing to me kiara? I hope I find out soon, kiara. I’m sorry.