• "...Don't you--"
    "I HATE YOU!" I screamed as i walked away from him. Tears were running down my cheeks as I repeated what just happened back in my mind.

    "So why were you with a girl?!?"
    "She's my best friend. We were going shopping for her parent's anniversary."
    "Then why did you HOLD HER HAND?"
    "We are good friends and nothing more. Don't you-- "
    "I HATE YOU!"

    I sat down on a bench in the park and put my head in my lap. I thought about all the good and bad times with him. He was my first love and only love. Then, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up to find no one other than him.

    "Hey... I didn't finish my conversation with you."
    "What?"

    He grabbed my hand and lifted me off the bench. I soon felt his warm, soft lips on mine. I tried to push him off of me, but after a few minutes of failed attempts, i closed my eyes and kissed him back. When he pulled away I looked at him with a relaxed face.

    "I bought you THIS while I was shopping." He dug in to his pocket and showed me a silver ring with a light pink heart-shaped gem on it. Engraved inside it was... My Perfect Angel. I gasped in disbelief. He slipped it on my left index finger.

    "We've been dating for quite some time now, haven't we? You're my everything, baby. I love you. Happy six month anniversary," he said with a shy smile.
    I looked at him and a smile formed on my face as I giggled, "Happy six month anniversary, and I love you too."