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"Nobody ever falls in love with me!" I told my friend Joanne who looked at me comically. I had never been in a relationship, and I was now 22 years old.
Joanne said, "What do you mean, you're beautiful. Anyone would fall for you."
I stared at her, biting my tongue. Who was she to tell me? She had had a few boyfriends over the last few years, while I was the misfit who always got rejected. I got up and went to the kitchen to make a coffee.
When I came back I said, "You're lucky. Men look at you, and just fall for you. But for me? What do I have to offer?"
Joanne rolled her eyes, she felt like she was talking to a wall. I knew what she was going to say before she said it. She was going to tell me that Mick who lived across the road was mad about me. Mick was handsome; he had dark hair, blue eyes, was tall and neatly dressed. There was no way he would fall for a scruffy, dumb female like me.
Joanne finally spoke. "I'm going out for a few minutes." I simply nodded, and went back to my mega-fantastic sulk, and counted all the men who wouldn't date me.
Ten minutes later there was conversation in the hall.
"I know Mick, Cathy believes nobody likes her enough to fall in love. Don't go there." I heard Joanne say out loud, not realizing that I was stood behind the door.
What do I do now? I thought. I couldn't tell Mick how I felt, he would run a mile. Besides I was just some scruffy crazy freak college girl who wasn't liked by anyone, surely someone like Mick would never date a low-life like me. I decided to wait in the lounge until he had gone. I didn't want to know the rest of what Joanne had told him, and I really didn't want to hear what he thought of me either, that would never be good, or would it?
Joanne came into the lounge smiling.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked her.
She looked straight at me smirking, and replied, "You wouldn't want to know." This reply completely threw me, and all kinds of thoughts ran through my head.
I gave her a serious look, and asked, "Were you talking about me?" Joanne just laughed and shook her head. How could she? She knew how I felt about Mick? What does she know? were questions that flew through my head. I resolved not to ask her, I mean, did I really want to know? Besides, Mick was my best friend, and I knew it would be so wrong.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was really early in the morning, and we never had visitors at this time, unless it was pretty urgent. I hesitated, then decided to answer it. I almost fainted on the doorstep. He was stood there, with a bunch of flowers in his hands, of which he handed to me.
He looked at me and said, "Cathy, you're beautiful. I love you, and these are for you."
I stared at him, completely speechless. How was I supposed to tell him how I really felt now? This was unexpected, I didn't plan for it. I smiled, hugged him, said my thanks, and put the flowers in a vase. They were beautiful, red, pink, and yellow carnations; the kind of flowers that I loved. I wasn't sure how to handle this, I mean, 'nobody ever falls in love with me!' I stand there, dumb-struck, staring at them. Ten whole minutes passed before I was capable of saying anything!
Mick was patiently looking at me, waiting for me to speak.
"I know it came as a surprise. I had to tell you, in fact, I should have told you ages ago." Mick explained to me. I shook my head, tears falling down my eyes.
"Why? Why me?" I asked him. "I'm not the kind that men fall for." I added quietly.
"Why not you," he added, and embraced me in a very deep intense kiss.
I was in shock. I didn't know how to react. I had never been kissed before, and I was hoping that it wasn't bad. Mick asked me out on a date, I hesitated then accepted. He then pulled a ring out of his pocket and asked for engagement.
"It's too soon!" I told him. The look of disappointment on his face was too much for me to take.
"I have to go," he said at last. Suddenly, the realization hit me, and just as he was walking away, I shouted, "No wait!"
He stopped and turned around. I pulled him into my arms, kissed him then said "Yes."
Mick was astonished, but at least he smiled. I realized that I did love him, and I had waited so long for someone to come my way. I still couldn't understand why he would fall for some freak like me, but did I want to? Love wasn't about looks, it was about accepting each other the way they were, and this man did just that. He was the one, he was perfect for me.
Joanne was waiting in the lounge for me when I came in.
"So? What happened then?" She asked.
She was so nosy! I flashed the ring complete with a massive smile on my face, and she asked,
"Great, when is the wedding?" I gave her a wicked grin, winked, and told her not to be nosy.
She said, "I told you, he was in love with you." I smiled, while thinking to myself, there could be a wedding after all!.