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So tonight Kevin came over to my house. I just got home from my trip to PK lake with Courtney today, and I hung out with the family for a little bit. Since today is Memorial Day, my parents had a little get-together with everyone (Paul, Denna, Dave, Betty-Sue, Russell, Ashley, Sis, Jeremy...and some other people) and they just swam and had brisket and stuff to eat.
So I stayed outside for about three seconds, showing Paul and Denna (them being the only ones still here) my horrible sunburn on my legs. I went inside and took a shower, and right after, pretty much, Kevin called me. He asked me if I could open the door for him. I didn't get it at first, but I walked to the front door, and he was standing there, a big smile slowly spreading across his face. Oh, how I missed that smile.
I brought him inside the house, my dad thinking that I was talking to myself, or the door perhaps.
He said hi to everyone, and my dad wanted to watch the original Indiana Jones, since everyone was staying for supper. We had left-over brisket for supper, and watched a little more than half of the movie. Ashley started to yawn and whine that she was sleepy, so they decided to go home to put the kids to bed, and take the movie for them to watch later.
It was about 9:00, so it wasn't time for Kevin to go home yet. We went outside to chat, it not being totally dark yet.
My mom asked him when he was going to go home, me having work the next day, and he told her whenever Dad decided to kick him out. Kevin had gotten in a fight with his mom, and was not caring too much that he had a car with a busted headlight that he could receive a ticket for.
First, we sat down on the ground by the pool and talked to Maggie, and then Kevin's back started to hurt him, so we walked over to the table and chairs. As we talked, the night grew darker, and Kevin got up and started walking. For a brief second, I really thought that he was going inside so he could go home.
What he did instead really surprised me, and sent butterflies through my stomach. He walked over to our hammock that's on the ground, facing the pool, laid down, and patted the empty space beside him, gesturing for me to lay down with him. I obeyed, and he engulfed me in his arms, squeezing me tight, kissing my forehead. We laid there for what seemed like hours, although it could've only been 15 minutes. We pointed up at the sky, picking out the only constellations we knew (The Big Dipper and The Little Dipper...Lol) and we talked about our past two years together. About how we met, and how he never thought he'd be on that hammock with me, how he thought it was all in his head, and he'd never be good enough for me.
Somehow, we got on the subject of being drunk, and he asked me if I thought that he'd ever been drunk during the time that I've known him.
I considered it for a moment, then said that I thought maybe over the phone, but never in person.
He said, on the contrary, he had. He said that when we first started talking, maybe the second day that we had known each other, he had been drunk at school. I laughed and asked him if that's why he thought I was so pretty, because he was drunk. And he reminded me, he thought I was pretty before he met me, and he wasn't drunk then.
I asked him when, and he said, "YOU know about Harry Potter Puppet Pals too??!" And the thing is...that was one of the things he ever said to me. So it was kind of funny.
Anyway, the evening ended sadly when my dad finally came outside at 10:00 and told Kevin to go home. Kevin and I stood outside for a long time before he left. We stood in front of his car, just talking, not caring that the neighbors had peering eyes.
I had a wonderful time with him tonight.
It was amazing just how thoughtful he was. I want more of tonight. It was absolutely perfect.