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"Well that was too cheesy," I said looking at him with a disgusted face.

"That's what I thought. Didn't hurt to try tho," he said and winked at me.

"By the way you had to tell me why you were surprised. Don't think I forgot about it," I said pointing my finger at him.

"Well, I was surprised that you didn't like fancy shmancy stuff. I thought you'd wanna go to an expensive restaurant, drink expensive wine and stuff like that."

"It's not like I don't like those things at all, it's just that I prefer this kind of dates, where everything is unplanned, natural, and real. The thing is that it if everything is perfect, but the person's not, then the date will still not be the best. On the other hand, if the person's the right one, it doesn't really matter what you do or where you go, it matters that your together," I said lifting my shoulders and putting the last piece of hot dog in my mouth.

"Aaaawww that's soo romantic angel...So am I that special person?" he asked batting his eyelashes.

"You know what? You're right, let's go to an expensive place, at least I'll eat some good stuff there, as I didn't get lucky with my date," I said sticking out my tongue and leaving him standing there.

We finished our hot dogs and there was the awkward silence, as we didn't know what to do.

"So...what's next?" I asked him waiting for him to say something that would finally end this weird silence.

"Uhm...I don't know?" he said looking at me with a happy face.

"What's with that face? Why are you even happy if you didn't plan the date properly? You couldn't even do that? Really?" I said face palming myself.

"I did. I planned that we would go to the restaurant, eat and talk and I would take you home, but..."

"But you ruined your own little plan and you didn't have anything else planned. Amazing. I can't believe you just planned to feed me and then send me home. You're unbelievable," I said laughing a little bit because he was too bad at this considering the fact that he has dated so many girls.

"As if you have something better planned," he said looking away as if he was angry with the situation.

"I didn't have time to plan this date and you even found a reason to be pissed at me when I cancelled our date the last time. What were you doing with your previous girlfriends on your dates?" I asked waiting for his honest answer.

"Well, mainly we were making out, but then there were times when we continued and we --"

"Okay stop it! I don't need to hear about that disgusting stuff. I got it. Your dates have never been interesting. Let me show you how you have fun or at least do something different. Okay then, today's date is on me. Let me think of something for us to do or somewhere to go."

I walked for a couple of seconds and then I got the idea for our first destination.

"Follow me," I looked at him gesturing him to come quickly.

Surprisingly he didn't say anything and followed me quietly. That's so unlike him.

There was a park that I really liked and that was going to be our first destination.

"A park? Is THIS your genius plan?"

"Why not? Have you ever been in this park and walked in between these little fountains?"

"And what if I haven't?"

"Then you've lost a lot. There were times when I came here a lot to get back my motivation."

"Your motivation?" he asked not understanding what I meant.

"Yeah, when I lost my motivation I thought of everything as fountains. The water comes out, goes up high and then comes down. But even though it comes down, it is still gonna go up one day. So, I thought of everything like that, that even if I can't do something, or something doesn't happen at this moment or if I fail, then there's always hope for me to rise and succeed."

"Hah, that's miserable. You're just giving yourself hope when there's none and your wasting time thinking about all of these philosophical thoughts instead of doing something about it."

"And that's your problem demon. You don't understand how important people's feelings are. You don't understand that if you don't feel or get something, it doesn't mean it's wrong. Also, if you aren't going to respect my thoughts and my sincerity, there's no point in continuing our date. You knew you didn't need this "pure" date. Why did you ask me out then?"

I looked at him expected for him to act rudely and say something painful. Again. But he was silent.

"You always have something to say. Then why don't you now? You took me out and we had a date. Your mission is complete. You can tell everybody that we wen't out. Then why are you still here? There are times when I think that no matter what people see in you, I feel like there is something good in you, though it's very very little. But maybe I'm wrong? You don't know what I went through to make this step of going out with you. You just don't."

His face changed, as he didn't understand what I was talking about.

"What is that? What's that something that I don't know? What did you go through?"

I started walking not wanting to answer his question, as I regretted even saying that to him. Maybe one day he will know, but not now.

"Tell me. Don't leave your words incomplete," he said grabbing my hand as usual.

"I don't want to. I don't need to, because I don't feel like. Should we call this a day? I wanna go home."

"You can't escape from this angel. Don't think that your words hurt me. I'm not hurt and whatever I do is my business. And you don't know what I went through. So, you can't judge me either."

"Then tell me so I can know. Don't hide your feelings and thoughts. Open up to me, if you want me to do the same."

"I don't care about you, your feelings, this date. I don't care about anything and anyone in this world. Whatever I do, I'm doing it for myself and for no one else. This date was just a way for me to have fun. Everyone has gone out with me in our university. You and Carmen are the last ones. So I just wanted to try going out with every girl. To show everybody that I can and they can't. "

"And at some point you told me you would prove that you like me. See? I won, as always. And that's your disadvantage. I know you better than you do. Even if you hurt me, I am the winner and that's gonna happen always. If I hurt you, I'm the winner. If you hurt me, I'm still the winner. Because I knew you would do something evil."

"That's what YOU think. You can't ever win me. Yes, I told you I liked you. But I only liked your appearance. What should I like more? Your personality? Your thoughts? Your soul? That's cheesy."

He was still holding my hand. I tried to take it out of his hand, but he didn't let me.

"Then let me go. I don't want to be here anymore. Thank you for the worst date of my life."

"As if you've been to any."

"Demon, don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. You're hurting me on purpose. You're just trying me. I'm not afraid of you and your stupid words. You can't hurt me because I know that whatever you say, you don't mean it."

His grip got stronger.

"I do mean each and every word I say."

"Then you'll just stay alone in this world. If you keep behaving like this no one will stay by your side. Even your friends. Think about it. Think about what's important to you in this life. I'm leaving. Have a happy life. Let us not meet and talk to each other ever again. Okay? We mutually hate each other so why are we suffering? Let's just do each other a favor and never talk to each other again," I said winking at him with a sincere smile.

"Go ahead. Leave. I don't need anyone, especially you."

I wanted to leave, but he was still holding my hand.

"Why aren't you leaving? No one's holding you."

"You are. Let go of me then."

One moment he was confused, as it felt like he didn't know he was still holding my hand, but then he just let me go. I turned away to leave, but felt his grip on my hand, once again.

He turned me back to him and put his other hand on my cheek.

"I can't. I... can't let go...Why?"

He was looking me straight into the eyes. Our eyes were relaxed now and there was no sign of anger anymore. I had millions of questions at the moment: Why did he do this?, Did he really mean it?, What are we doing this?, Why am I consciously making this mistake?. But at this moment, I just felt comfortable in his eyes. Just looking into his eyes made me feel better.

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Published on 7.06.19

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