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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 2:24:10 GMT -4
Della nodded, laughing slightly at his reply. "It's a very decent reason. Just because you were expecting me to admit my undying infatuation with you doesn't make my real reason any less valid or decent." she replied teasingly, a grin on her face once more. "Favourite band? Owl City. He's inspiring and every song is something I can relate to easily. Plus, they're easy to figure choreography for, you know? Well, you probably wouldn't know but still.." she laughed, biting her lip as she tried to think of a question for him. "How many serious relationships have you been in?" she finally asked, not sure if she was prying too soon. She couldn't help it though, he interested her and she wanted to know as much as she could before falling too hard for him.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 12:52:45 GMT -4
"I wasn't expecting anything from you.. actually I was expecting you to not even answer the door tonight." He laughed again before his face scrunched slightly at her mention of Owl City. "They're all right but, really? They're ripping off The Postal Service too much. I don't deny their talent but they're not original at all. The guy singing even sounds like Gibbard." he shrugged his shoulders slightly, still smiling at this point. Then she asked about 'serious relationships'. His face fell slightly and his attention turned to his soda. He hated talking about her but, he'd said he'd be honest. "Just one." He didn't ask another question for a few minutes. Still not looking up he sighed. "What made you get that tattoo?"
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 13:44:15 GMT -4
Della raised an eyebrow, surprised when he admitted that he hadn't even expected her to come with him. At his response to her question about serious relationships, she bit her lip, internally shocked that he had only ever been in one real, serious one. "Wow," She said softly, watching as he stared at his soda and wondering why he disliked talking about it.
As he asked about her tattoo, she laughed, biting her lip for a moment as she thought of her reply. "Hmm, drunken stupidity mixed with my rebellious stage last year. I would have never even thought about getting one if I hadn't been slightly intoxicated.." she admitted, laughing slightly again. "But I like it. I think it suits me now, even if I'm not tough enough to look like I would have a tattoo. Why did you get one?" She asked in response, tilting her head curiously.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 14:12:29 GMT -4
He nodded slightly at her shock and smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Mmhm. Yeah." He continued smiling as she talked about how and why she had gotten her tattoo. He laughed and shook his head. "Della? A rebel? Now that's a wow," He thought about the ink that ran up her side. "It does suit you. It's very feminine. But you got in on just about the most painful spot you can get a tattoo so it shows your tough." He thought for a moment about why he had gotten his tattoo and let out a humorless laugh. It all came back to her tonight. "Er.. well, I don't know. Like.. I'm real on the inside? No matter what I show outwardly." He shrugged. He'd never told anyone the meaning behind that tattoo but then again most people didn't.. just said. 'lyke omigawd thats so hawt'. It annoyed him but right now he didn't know what was worse. He's sitting here telling this girl... everything he's never told anyone. Not even her. He rubbed at his face lightly. "Perfect guy?"
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 14:33:25 GMT -4
Della laughed, shaking her head as he commented on how strange it would be for her to be a rebel. " I know, it's nothing like what you'd expect from me." As she listened to his reply about his own tattoo, she nodded, still wondering about this girl that he seemed to not want to talk about. "That makes sense." She said in reponse, biting her lip for a moment. "Perfect guy? Oh god, I don't know!" She said, running a hand through her hair as she thought of her perfect guy. "Taller than me, sense of humour, not too pushy, can make decisions, good taste in music, nice hair, pretty eyes, doesn't dress like a wannabes gangster, nice to my friends, smart-ish, and adventurous with a bit of a rebellious side." she said, biting her lip for a moment again. "Perfect girl?"
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 15:39:13 GMT -4
"You never do what I expect Del." He nodded as she described her perfect guy and tilted his head slightly when she asked about his perfect girl. "Uh, hmm, I like quiet girls who know how to throw down. A girl that doesn't just fall on the ground legs spread is nice." He chuckled. "Pretty eyes are a must, good smile but it's not all about how she looks. She's gotta be funny and not take my shit." He shrugged and finished off his coke. "Want to go down to the beach again? Looks like the sun is about to go down. Best time of the day."
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 16:15:48 GMT -4
Della nodded, laughin softly as he replied with his description of the perfect girl. "Well she sound great. When you find her, introduce me. She sounds like someone I could get along with." She said with a smile, finishing off her water and then nodding as he suggested the beach. "Sure, I haven't been there for a sunset yet this year." She stated cheerfully, standing up and getting ready to leave. The girl who had been watching Ryan got up and looked as if she wanted to come and say something to him, and that made Della a bit nervous. She wasn't the type who would compete for a boy, so of that was what this girl was expecting she'd be in for a rude awakening.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 16:22:20 GMT -4
He smiled. "I'm sure you'd get along excellent with her." He stood after she did and dropped enough money for the check and a nice tip and turned towards the door. He noticed the girl that Della had pointed out earlier stand as well. With a slight roll of his eyes he slipped his arm around Della's waist and dipped his face close to her ear. "Some girls have no class." He whispered as he walked the two of them towards the beach. When they reached the shore line he dropped his jacket on the sand for Della and then took a seat.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 16:32:18 GMT -4
Della smiled, stepping out of the booth and waiting for Ryan, a soft giggle escaping her lips at his comment about the other girl, who looked rather crushed now that he had his arm around her. With a smirk towards the girl, she headed out the door with Ryan. "I couldn't agree more." She replied as they left, following him down to the beach and smiling as he set down his jacket. "Thank you." She said as she sat down, looking out at the waves with a smile.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 16:39:25 GMT -4
When she sat down his arm took its place back around her waist and he pulled her closer to him. He tilted his head towards her. "This is the best time I've had out with a girl in a long time Della. Can we do this again.." He paused and took a deep breath. "but as a date? Dinner... movie... flowers.. whatever you want. I'll even cook for you if you want." His head dipped as he looked at his free hand not sure what she'd say. After a moment of studying his knuckles his eyes raised slightly, looking up at her through his lashes.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 16:57:45 GMT -4
A faint flush took over Della's face once more as his arm slipped around her, a couple stray butterflies starting to flutter nervously in her stomach. At his words, she bit her lip, a small grin making it's way onto her face again as she nodded shyly. "Sure, I mean, if you really want to." She replied, trying to keep up the neutral front she had been attempting to keep up the whole time. She didn't want to seem too eager, that always ended badly. "We can do whatever you want, I'm not good at deciding things.." She said once more, a smile still on her face.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 17:03:23 GMT -4
"Tomorrow? Dinner? I'll cook for you. What do you eat?" He chuckled quietly and pulled the hat off his head and ran a hand through the messy hair that lay beneath it. "I want to spend every second with you Della. I've never met anyone like you." He turned his face so he was staring at her, looking into her eyes. "I want to kiss you so bad right now." He leaned forward, not breathing, his lips grazed her cheek softly. "But I want to do this right." He said against her cheek. "I want to be right for you. Different." He pulled back and turned, looking out towards the sunset.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 17:39:04 GMT -4
Della smiled widely, the blush on her face deepening with his words. " I'll eat anything, I'm not very picky." She said, biting her lip as he continued. Her stomach flipped and flopped as he leaned forward and admitted that he wanted to kiss her badly, and she bit her lip once more, sighing as he pulled back. Was it bad that she had actually been slightly hoping he would kiss her. It was nice that he didn't want to rush things though, she appreciated it. "You're way too sweet." She mumbled softly, biting her lip again shyly. "I don't see how anyone could think otherwise." She smiles, feeling te redness of her face starting to fade as she kissed his cheek ever so lightly before resting her head on his shoulder tiredly.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 30, 2009 17:52:00 GMT -4
He smiled and started planning the meal in his head. He prayed that her brother would have something to do tomorrow night so he could have the meal ready in his room, rather than in the actual kitchen. Laughing loudly he raised a brow when she said she didn't know why anyone could say that he was anything but sweet and shook his head. "It's easy . I haven't... felt like this.. in a long time. So I don't act like this generally. There's just something.. something about you.." He slid his arm from around her waist and gently took her hand in his own and laced their fingers together. "I haven't wanted to get to know someone in... in a long time Della." His thumb ran over hers softly as he smiled. "You make me want to be who I used to be."
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 30, 2009 18:06:47 GMT -4
Della smiled, biting her lip softly as he took her hand in his. She could feel her stomach doing sommersaults again, and she smiled. "I see.." she said in response to his words, nodding her head and smiling again. She raised an eyebrow in confusion as he said that she made him want to be the person he used to be. "What do you mean?" She asked, cockin her head to the side in confusion. "You used to be different? I don't understand. What happened?" She asked softly.
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