Be My Baby, Not My Maybe Part 6

I turned and looked. There she stood, with startling bright eyes. Her adorable curved lips parted to expose her nice teeth as she spoke. Just looking at her, I concluded that she would be as sweet as the flowers of springtime. Using beautiful to describe her would be an understatement. There are other body parts that I would have loved to describe but after reading the description, it would give you a different perception about me, so I won't dare. I will only conclude by saying, she was as pure as the dew from the rose.

"So this is the damsel who has fallen in love with me? And all the time I was thinking it was that ugly bully," I asked myself. I quickly flew her away, and we went to stand at "one corner". It was then that I knew I had sweet words hidden safely somewhere in my heart. Now that I had finally met her, she was trying to prove stubborn. I got a bit confused. Wasn't she the one who was threatening to take her life if I was not ready to succumb to her love? So what has changed?

" KD, you're gentle and a nice guy, but I need you to win my love. I don't want people to think I'm cheap. As beautiful as I am, I need a guy who will be able to protect me and love me," she said. I stood there in shock, as I watched her tell me all that. Which people would think she was cheap if she readily accepted me as her boyfriend? As for loving her, it wasn't going to be a problem. Which man in his right sense would find it difficult loving such a beautiful girl?

There was one little problem. How was I going to convince her that I could protect her? Looking at how that ugly bully disgraced me in front of the other students, I was going to need divine intervention for that matter. 

When she was done talking, I wanted to show her that I had also fallen for her. I decided to do something crazy, to prove a point. I hurriedly looked around and saw that there was no one around. I got back to where she was standing. I looked into her eyes, she also did the same. We all stood there for a moment without talking. We stared deeply into each other's eyes. I decided to move to the next level. I stretched out my left hand and pulled her closer to me. I planted a kiss on her forehead. She had then closed her eyes. She was gasping for breath. If kissing on the forehead could make such a gorgeous girl pant for breath, I wonder what she would do when the actual action begins. Don't ask me about the "actual action" because I don't know. Her lips, I guess, were ready for a kiss, but mine was not.  I decided, instead, to go down on one knee and propose to her. 

Just when I was on one knee, crafting beautiful words to tell my newfound love, I saw a woman walking aggressively in our direction. I could see she was so angry. I didn't know whether to continue with the proposal or abort it, or whether to tell the girl to open her eyes so that we could run away from the woman.