Leda’s Point Of View:

When I first met Aaron, I was with another boy. But I though about Aaron a lot. I always thought he was funny and attractive, and I would sometimes find myself on his facebook page, reading through his posts and smiling to myself. My heart would jump when he looked at me, but I would attempt to ignore it. I just, had a boyfriend at the time, who didn’t exactly treat me like a princess. He treated me more like I would a spider: must be squashed and disposed of as quickly as possible. Except, unlike a spider, he used me sexually. But, he’s not our star of this story. One night, there was a party. A party I wasn’t really excited for anymore, because I had received a particularly unpleasant… surprise from said ex-boyfriend. And I was really upset. I couldn’t wear the tanktop I wanted to, because my bruises would’ve shown. Just before we went, I grabbed a large Mickey Mouse sweater, pulled it on and left as fast as possible. Getting to the party was the same as most times, all of a sudden exciting and wonderful. Well, for everyone else. I instantly walked over and gave my best friend, Peter, a hug, and just about hid behind him. I started surveying the party, seeing who was there. I eventually saw Aaron, and felt my heart jump, as if I had missed the bottom stair and gotten a fright. I ignored it and started talking to Peter, trying my hardest to stay away from said boyfriend. Which, let me tell you, wasn’t easy. I spent most of that night half crying, cooped up on a chair. I had started seeing things and just couldn’t take it. People started pulling up chairs and sitting next to me, one of those people being Aaron. He sat, as I recall, straight across from me, and I glanced at him numerous times, quickly looking at Peter when he would glance back. Eventually, we started talking and kidding around. I said something to him jokingly, and he stood up, taking his chair, and putting it between us. He pointed at it, in a way that made it very clear I wasn’t to cross that chair. When I tried, he whimpered and backed up, bringing his chair with him, making me giggle like crazy. We continued this until he eventually picked up his chair and walked to the back of the room, facing it away from me and sitting in it. I walked up to him, tapping him on the shoulder, and he turned his chair around, huffing at me. So I flounced away, then turned around when one of my favourite songs, “Can’t Stand It” by Nevershoutnever! started playing. I skipped up to him, singing it, and took his hands, laughing. 

I got a large beating for that, but it was so worth it. 

Aaron posted on my wall, on March 25th, at 4:42 pm, a picture of a fox asking if I wanted to buy heroin. I was on a walk with my friends, but when I saw it, I burst out laughing. As soon as I got home, I messaged him, saying, “I need your number. You don’t have a choice.”

We talked all night, and every day for one week. One week. That’s all it took. One week for me to fall for him. I called it off with my other boyfriend, and Aaron and I went with some friends to go see Titanic. It took so much effort and chance to hold hands. And now, almost 3 months later, I jump into his arms and kiss him like crazy as soon as I see him. 

It only took one week, but it’ll last a lifetime.

Aaron’s Point Of View:

So,  I met Leda,  uh,  the beginning of the last school year-ish.  And I realized I liked her around the middle of November.  We both didn’t know it but,  we both sorta liked each other around the same time.  So,  we both hanged out in the same group of friends and never really spoke.  I really wanted to just talk to her but I’m too awkward.  So,  as the months went by,  there was this one party and Leda was there.  So then we actually started to converse a little.  By that I mean,  putting a chair between us because she was “scary”.  But really I thought she was beautiful and amazing.  Even though I didn’t talk to her,  I thought she was just,  amazing.  So then after the chair was moved by Leda and I ran away playfully to the corner with it to sit there,  back on.  She pranced over and tapped me on the shoulder.  I turned around and then she sang the chorus to “Can’t Stand It” by Never Shout Never to me.  This was the first time I was this happy in about 3 months.  I was unhappy for those dreadful 3 months because of,  my depression.  That I never really told anyone about.  I was getting worse and worse as the days went on but I didn’t show it at all.  So,  the night after the night of the party,  which was a Sunday,  I posted a picture on her Facebook wall about a fox trying to sell heroin.  Then she demanded for me to give her my number.  So I did and we talked all night.  We talked all that week.  All the time.  Then Saturday came along.  On Saturday was when we both found out we loved each other.  It only took us a week.  A WEEK.  So we skipped all the flirty flirty and got straight into a relationship.  Which means Leda broke up with her boyfriend.  Since then,  we’re still the same as we always were.  In love.  The thing is,  we’ll always be this way.  In love.  I know this is so cliche but, 

She’s the one.