You Still Give Me Butterflies.

Last night was about the most fun I’ve had in a long time. Kevin and I had plans to see each other, since we hadn’t since...okay, the night before. But whatever!
So, the night before, I got in a fight with Kevin. Okay, so it wasn’t so much a fight as it was an...argument? He was supposed to come to my house at 2:00, but was with his friend, and had no way of picking me up. So we decided on 4:00. But then my dad just left me at The School Zone. So Kevin couldn’t exactly just pick me up so I could leave the door unlocked. So...that was a no-go. He sent me a text message later saying that we needed to talk. And the weird thing is, I didn’t even flip out. Because, um, "We Need To Talk." ?!? So not what any girl wants to hear. But Kevin and I have this understanding between each other. We just...know. Know that no matter how mad the other person gets, we won’t break up. So, I like that.But, he came to my house at around 9:00, and rang the doorbell. You could totally see my dad’s head begin to explode. KEVIN! AT MY HOUSE!! AT THIS LATE HOUR??!! So, I answered the door, and yeah, it was Kevin. I grabbed a sweater and slipped on some socks, because crap, it was cold outside! And that’s the only quiet place we could "talk". We talked for two hours, at least. We talked about our future, and how we need to get a move on.We talked about growing up.We talked about moving out of our houses, and hopefully one day (one day soon) we can move in together.But first, we need to get our feet planted firmly on the ground. We need to know who we are first. And uh, I need to learn how to freaking drive!And then, as the night grew darker, and colder still, Kevin insisted on sitting in the car to um, "warm his nipples."So we sat in his car, parked outside of my house, for a while. We talked about smoking.It was a dumb thing to talk about if you ask me. But I’m sorry. I’m deathly allergic to smoke. If you want to be with me, you just can’t smoke. I’m sorry.When that was over, we um, made up.
So, last night, Kevin came over. Well, okay. My mom stayed for work at The School Zone so Dad and I could prepare supper. We were having beef and turkey burgers. Because I’m trying to be healthy. Psh. Okay.We ran into a dilemma, as we always do. Kevin didn’t have the car (he had gotten dropped off at work) and needed a ride to our house. So, when the shop closed at 6:00, Mom went over to Wal-Mart (where Kevin was at the time), picked him up, and took him to our house.We ate burgers, and watched Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader? for an hour, and then proceeded on to watching CSI.Because CSI=LOVE. Or otherwise, TOTALLY FREAKING AWESOME.And then at around 9:00 (when CSI ended), we pulled out the Wii remotes, and started to play Bowling. My mom had gone down the hall, so Kevin made a Mii, and then Dad, Kevin, and I played three rounds. I whooped their butts twice, but Dad won the third game, and Kevin beat me by ONE FREAKING POINT!! Or, pin. Hey, whatevs. So I can’t get the Bowling Lingo that my dad so profusely uses. So what?
At 10:00, my dad was ready to kick Kevin out of the house. Which I totally don’t get. He could just go down the hall and Kevin could spend the night, for all I care. But...I guess since Dad had to take Kevin home, he had the right to say "when".As soon as Dad had said, "Time to go home," though, Kevin’s brother, Kyle, called him, and informed him (Kev) that he (Kyle) was outside of my house waiting!! Kyle was there to pick him up! Awwe how sweet!Well, my dad was happy, at least!So Kevin and I went outside to say our good-bye’s. He had this ginormous smile on his face, and I could so tell that he’d had a great night.It’s so ... funny how he still, to this DAY, gives me butterflies!! But you know what? Last night was so much fun.I can’t wait to have a million more perfect days with him.
Welp, goodnight!