As we were walking down the stairs, the realization of the situation set in "Did I really just not kill myself because of some random girl I just met?" I thought to myself. I stared at Emily as if I was reading the ingredients on a cereal box then suddenly, we both locked eyes for a good 5 seconds; before I got flustered and looked elsewhere. "What the hell was that? Did I just get flustered because of some eye contact? Was it because of the dramatic situation that I suddenly caught feelings for this random ass girl? No that cant be it. I don't fall for girls easily, I never have"
Daniel started thinking back to all the times girls had hit on him or were insinuating it, he would usually turn them down due to not feeling much of anything, or he just wouldn't notice the advancements "Now that I think about it, when was the last time i fell in love? If I ever did, it's a distant memory and resulted in nothing. After all I-
"Daniel"
The time had passed with Daniel lost in his train of thought. He had made it to the bottom of the stairs without making any attempt to communicate with the person right next to him.
"ya what is it?"
"Ummm...so do you think security is waiting for us outside this door?"
"I don't know, that depends. Did they see you running behind me?"
"Uhhh I don't think so"
She looked at me with a odd expression. She seemed to be trying to make a cute face but to me it just looked like she wanted to go to the bathroom.
"Okay Emily, since you're not sure that they've seen you or not, we are going to make a run for it!"
I blamed the possibility of there being security on the other side of the door on her, even though I was the one who rushed into this building carelessly. So it was more likely they had seen me instead of her, but I shrugged it off. After all, I thought that they would have already been looking for us if they had actually cared about us running in. I slowly opened the door to see a glimpse outside .
"welp seems like the coast is clear, but lets still make a run for it just in case"
"got it"
"on the count of 3..."
"1...
2..
3!"
We bolted out of the building while the people at the front desk looked at us as if we were crazy. We were matched in speed for the first 30 seconds until I started falling behind.
"Why are- you so- good at running?!" I pant, my sentences punctuated by deep breaths.
"Oh! Well I do quite a bit of track, so I guess that's why!"
"Well no shit! Come on.. slow down.. I doubt anyone is following us at this point!"
She slows down her pace, and I follow suite.
"That was kinda fun right?"
"Sure, it was super fun"
We kept walking while I was trying to catch my breath "You're really out of shape aren't ya?" her words meant no harm but they did hurt my ego quite a bit "If I wasn't starving, I probably could have kept up the pace" I mumbled to myself. "What was that?" Emily asked, wanting me to repeat what I was mumbling about, but I ignored the request.
"Hey Mr. Daniel, are you ignoring me?
"No. I'm just looking for a place that sells pizza."
"Well I don't want to look any further. Let's just get a burger there."
She pointed at the yellow building with a big M on it. There's no way she thought this through. A McDonalds? My expression was indifferent; after all, I've been eating fast food the whole time I was rotting away at my house so it was hard to get excited
"Hurray this will be so romantic- a date at a fucking McDonalds. We should go play in the little park they have in there while were at it"
"I told you I didn't have much money! Stop bullying me!
I thought of flexing the amount of money I had and teasing her with going to a fine dining restaurant until I realized I indeed had no money on me at the moment. Seems like my frantic attempt at suicide made me forget everything. I don't even have my phone on me and I smell bad and my breath is horrible, the list goes on and on. "Since when do I care about myself this much?" I thought to myself before Emily sat me down on a table while she went to order something "She's not gonna ask me what I want? I guess she can only afford what ever she has planned"
"Oki doki! I got us 2 burgers"
"... that's it? are you serious?"
"Be grateful. It was all that I could afford, leave me alone."
"Well I'm not picky so it doesn't matter, my dear wife"
"uhmmm... can you not? That's making me uncomfortable"
My heart skipped a beat. I wasn't expecting her to take a comment like that seriously, but I was also confused as to why she disliked that so much after basically saying she would be mine forever, but I guess she was just saying anything in order to get me off of that roof.
"Taking back what you said on the roof top huh? Well I guess that's normal. Who would ever love a loser guy like me" I said in a playful manner.
"No it's not that I'm thinking of going back on my word, I just think we should take it slowly for ummm... the both of us."
That confused me even more. Does she just assume were going to be a good match? Did she really sacrifice her whole life just to save some nobody? The questions kept pouring in until they were interrupted by the announcement of our number.
[number 451]
"oh great I'll go get it, wait right here"
"Where else am I going to go? Back to the roof top?" she didn't seem to hear my negative comment.
I kept analyzing her as she walked back with the tray of 2 whole hamburgers "Am I actually attracted to her? Can I be attracted to her? I didn't just stop my suicide for no reason. I could have easily just tricked her or overpowered her and thrown myself off the building anyway. But I didn't. So I'll just say the suicide is postponed for now. As soon as she losses interest I'll go back to dying
"I'm baaaaack!" she sat down and quickly stuffed the burger in her mouth, making me think that maybe she was the one who went a week without eating and not me.
"So like... what's your favorite color?"
"Really? You're going to ask me a trivial question like that?
"Oh come on! We gotta to start somewhere."
"Alright well, it's black; the color of my soul."
"Oh. Cool... I did take you for someone who would like black. Anyway my favorite color is pink."
I'm not even surprised about the fact that she ignores my jokes anymore.
Pink ya, "Well I did take you for someone who would like pink" I said in a mocking manner. She stared at me with a blank expression on her face. "come on you have to get tired of me at some point" I thought to myself.
"Well it wasn't always like that. I used to think pink was for girly girls and that I was somehow different by not choosing pink as my favorite color my friends would always-" she is extremely dedicated to the small talk even after my attempts at ending the conversation. For some reason, I don't dislike her yapping as much as I'd dislike the yapping of others. Just look at her go, she's making a whole story out of a unimportant topic.
"-So I just ended up liking it in the end. So now tell me why do you like black?"
"It just matches with me I guess."
"No come on, there has to be a story behind it."
"No there isn't, I just like it"
"You're so dry, it's like I'm talking to a brick wall, but regardless I wont give up!
"Wow how noble. You're so cool Emily."
"I know right. By the way I was meaning to ask you this, how old are you?"
"how old do i look to you?"
"I don't know around.... 16 to 19?
"Oh my god your right."
"Really?"
"no you were so off I'm 25."
"Wh-what ???? You're 25?"
"Yea I'm 25. I'm one of those people that eat up the years and look super young."
"I think it's a good thing to look younger then your actual age."
...
"wait"
"?"
"How old are you Emily?"
"Uhhhhh that's personal information."
"What the hell do you mean its personal information? After you literally asked me the same question"
"Ummmmm... do you promise not to get mad Daniel?
"No"
"Okay well I'm going to say it anyway. I'm 16"
Ha! hahahaha! I'm starting to think throwing myself off that building would have been so much better then getting potentially arrested right now.
This whole time I was thinking that at the youngest she was at least 19, but no. All of those thoughts went out the window and were now replaced with comical images of me sitting in jail, suffering more than what I already was going through. You're really saying the girl I had been teasing this whole time was under age...