lost love by elizabeth fritz (namjoon book recommendations .TXT) 📖

that i really want to meet up with him again soon.

His reply almost came suddenly. He had a smily face and a heart and said to meet him at the park at ten am so that we could go to breakfast together.

And i was actually looking forward to it! To go on a date with Michael!

So i got up and got dressed after taking a nice hot shower. I dried my hair and straightened it from the front, deciding it looked okay and then i slipped on a pair of shoes. I was wearing something casual which i now do not remember. So I scurried down the stairs and i told Justin who was sitting at the table, munching his ceral, “Hey Justin? Im going out for a while.”

He looked up with me and gave me that look that said ‘Does it look like a frickan care?’ but he was going to have to tell my parents so. “Okay, where?”

I grabbed my sunglasses. “I’m going to meet up with Michael for breakfast.” I said “Later.” Then I was walking out the front door.

I started making my way to the park, when i saw HIM again. The same him who i was mad at. The same him who I thought i kinda liked and the same him who I thought liked me back. Maybe.

Yes, Luke.

So I saw him and rolled my eyes, glad he didn’t see me, so I decided to just pretend i never saw him.

I continued making my way to the park but unfortunately... I was stopped.

“Shannon? Hey!” Luke smiled his smily heartmelting smile.

I avoided eye contact but smiled. “Luke. Hey.”

“Whats up? You look nice.”

I made a face.. “Well I’m going to meet up with Michael..”

“Oh...” he said and smiled slightly. “Um thats good.”

“Yeah! And what are you doing?” I asked trying not to sound so eager for the answer.

He scratched his head. “Nothing. Nothing really, off to meet up with some friends maybe soon.” He said.

“Hmm..” i said thinking who that could be. I thought he would have maybe wanted to invite me because i was his first friend.. but i guess he had made better friends.

“Actually I was gonna give you a call.”

Did he just read my mind or WHAT!?

“Oh! Wow. Thanks.” I couldn’t help but smile.

He smiled back. “Yeah... so have fun with Michael.” He said.

“Right.” I said. “yeah, thanks.”

“see ya around then.” He said.

I nodded and then started heading off again. I found my way to the park then looked at the time. Five to ten. Hmm.

I walked around looking around for Michael, sighing when i had failed to find him.

Just a few moments later a pair of hands covered my eyes, and i was blinded. “Guess who.” A voice came.

I grinned and took the hands off of my face and turned around and kissed my Michael.

***

“You look beautiful.” Michael whispered, kissing my forhead.

I smiled. “You too. Handsome, I mean.” And it was true. He actually did look great! He was wearind a reddish purplish teeshirt and some shorts and flip flops. Casual, but he looked very nice. And he smelt sooo good! Yumyumyum.

“Thanks.” He said and then we broke our little embrace and he took my hand.

I looked down at our hands and intertwined our fingers together and he smiled. “Breakfast?”

“Yeah. Breakfast.” I repeated.

And we walked together.

As soon as we got to the cafe that we were going to have breakfast in, the smell of freshly made strong coffee filled my nostrils. We took seats and then when we sat I looked at Michael.

He flashed me a brief smile, and then he handed me a menu. “Here, just take anything and everything you wish. Its all on me.” He said with a smirk.

I smiled back and looked through the menu, “Hmm...” I scanned it up and down and then decided to order some chocolate pancakes and a large coffee.

After a while a waitress came over to take our order and I told her what I wanted and Michael said:
“I’ll have the exact same thing.”

I smiled slightly “Copy cat.” I murmured.

“Hey!” he laughed flicking a sugar sachet at me playfully.

It hit my forehead. “Ow!” I laughed and tossed it back at him but he caught it, smirking at me.

I raised my eyebrow, a half smile forming at the corner of my lips. “Thats impressive.”

He gave me a knowing smile. “Well after all, I am a star at basketball. You need to know how to catch.”

“Mhmm, a star at basketball, but lost one of the most important games of the year.” I replied, smiling back.

He stuck out his tongue, “Well it wasn’t exactly my fault was it?”

“actually, Michael, it was.” I smiled

“No... I was so sick. That was kinda your fault but I did insist you come closer... And and and... I was worried sick about my girlfriend who broke her leg while cheerleading and was sick at the same time and I couldn’t go and see her.”

“Aww...” I smiled taking his hand. “Thats so sweet.” I said feeling a bit guilty that I wasn’t thinking about him while he was thinking about me.

He smiled slightly, a faint blush forming at his cheeks. “Yeah.” He gave my hand a squeeze. “I’m worried about you sometimes, like when you ignore me. You’re my girl, I care about you.”

I smiled, “Im so sorry for acting like that.” I leaned over and kissed his cheek gently. “I care about you too.”
And at the moment I was actually beginning to be fond of Michael, and I give all the thanks to Luke.
He wrapped his arm around me and gave me a gently kiss.

nice day

t turned out that not only did we have breakfast together, but we spent the rest of the day with each other too.

After breakfast we went out to the park again, hand in hand, this time talking on the way. Yes actually talking. About anything and everything like some normal people would do.

“I would like to meet him some time.” Michael said, sitting down on the bench and pulling me on his lap.

The corners of my mouth lifted into a smile. “Yeah I know. He’s a cool guy.” We ad just finished talking about my brother, Paul, who for some reason has never met Michael.

It was about five pm now, and yes I did get some calls from my parents and a few texts from Emily and some other friends. But for now I wanted to be with him.

“So let’s grab a hotdog or something?” he asked, stroking my hair.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling. “Yeah sure, I’m not that hungry though, so you can get one.”

He smiled and kissed my forehead. “You sure you’re not hungry?” he asked getting up with me, and leading us to the Hot Dog stand.

“I’m suuure.” I reassured him.

“Okay.”He said and ordered one for himself and paid for it.


I watched him as he took the hotdog, thanked the guy and then walked off with me, taking a big bite of it. It did look pretty good.

So I took it from his hands and took a bite from it as well.

He grinned, shaking his head. “Hey, I thought you weren’t hungry?”

“Mmmm, I know.” I said handing it back to him. “Just testing it.”

“If you want we can go back and get another one.” He said.
I just shook my head, “Nahh I’m fine for now.”

So yeah, we just kept talking and talking, laughing and joking, and running after each other, until sunset. The time flew by quickly.

Now we were lying down on the grass, by a tree, snuggled close together as we watched the sunset.

It was very beautiful, almost perfect. Everything felt perfect.

Talk about romantic.

But... It was kind of boring. Just watching the sunset, not saying anything. I wasn’t even tired after all that time. I don’t think I would ever be tired of doing this with him. I was still hyped up.

And so was Michael.

He was grinning down at me. “Romantic eh?”

“Sure.” I said smirking. “But boring as hell.”

He laughed lowly, “Thank God, I was thinking the same thing.” He said. “Its getting pretty late now isn’t it. If you want we could finish off the day with some nice Pizza for dinner?”

I giggled. “That sounds lovely. But first I’m gonna go home and change my clothes.” I warned.

He smiled, “Sure thing. I will too. So we can walk by my place first, I’ll get changed then I’ll take my bike and we can drive to your place.” He said, a teasing smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes, “Your bikeeeee?” I said.

He chuckled, “Would you prefer I take the car?” He said, pinching my chin playfully.

“Actually, yes.” I said pecking his lips gentlty.

He smiled, “Okay, babe.” He said and got up with me, taking my hand.

I didn’t mind it when he called me that this time. I got up and then we walked to his place, talking about whatever there was left to talk about. Our conversations were random. Really random. So random and stupid, for a moment we were talking about toothbrushes and then Barney the Dinosaur.

We got to where his house and then he led me to his room, which was surprisingly clean, the way I left it for him last time I came over.

“See? I keep the room nice and clean now.” He said showing off his bedroom. “And I do it all by myself.”

I grinned, “Yeah, Your mommy must be proud!”

He nodded, brightly. “Yes! She’s very happy! She thinks its because of you!”

I laughed, “Well isn’t it?” I asked.

“Hmmm, yes.” He agreed. “Indeed it is.” He said then opened his cupboard and took out some nice clean clothes. “I’ll be right back.” He said taking the clothes into the bathroom.

I nodded. “okay.” I said and waited, wandering about in his room.

After a few moments he emerged from the room, topless, his clean shirt in his hand. “Ah there it is.” He said grabbing the cologne from his desk, and spraying it all over himself.

My cheeks turned slightly red at the sight, but I smiled. He looked surprisingly hot. Not as much as Luke, I admit. But he looked great. And smelled great as well.

He grinned at me, “What are you staring at?” he asked pulling the shirt over his head.

I blushed and looked away, “Noothiiingg...”

He kissed my cheek and led me outside so we could go drive to my place.

His parents were outside as well and they saw us, and smiled.

Michael chuckled. “Guess we’re gonna have to say Hi first.” He said and waved at his parents.

I waved at them as well, smiling, trying to be polite.

His mom came to us. “Hey darlings. Where are you off to?” she asked.

Michael smiled slightly, squeezing my hand. “Nowhere, we were gonna go get some pizza.” He told her. “You guys need anything?”

“Nope.” His dad said, coming up behind his wife, smiling at us. “You kids go have fun.”

“Okay thanks dad. Bye, mom, dad.” He said slowly leading me away.

“Bye, mister and Mrs. Peters!” I called, catching up with Michael.
He opened the passenger seat of his Mustang to me and then i hopped in and we drove off to my place, bobbing our heads to the stereo. Even though i despised his music.

He parked at