She opened the door and it was him standing there, holding a little cactus plant. She was amused to see him there and what on earth was that thorny thing for, she wondered.
Before she could say anything, he said, 'I know, you must be thinking what am I doing here and why am I not in the plane.'
She gave him an obvious nod.
'Well...' he continued, 'I couldn't leave without saying what I'm going to say now. You are like this cactus. Thorny, hard, tough and different from all the other plants.'
She had no clue about what this conversation was about and why was it even taking place. 'Are your drunk or something? Please come inside and I'll make you some lemonade!' She said with a smirk.
'Will you just shut up for once and let ME speak!' he said annoyingly.
'It was very difficult for me to find something that resembled you and then my eyes fell on this cactus at the Airport Shoppe and I thought, yes, this is it. You are mean and difficult on the outside and that's why it's so hard to know you from the inside just like this stupid thorny plant. If you go to touch the plant, you'll hurt yourself.'
He sighed. She just stood there, staring at him and suddenly realizing where this conversation was actually headed.
'You know I am a risk taker. And, you know I hate flowers because I'm allergic to them. And, the only plant I love is... this ugly thorny cactus, which I have in my bedroom and on my office desk!'
'Did you just call me ugly?' She frowned at him.
He had smile on his face because this statement was an indication that she understood what he was trying to say.
'No silly. You are beautiful, were beautiful and will always be so in my eyes, even if you actually look like an old hag after some years.'
'Hey..' She punched him lightly in his stomach and he smiled again.
'I love you' He said it, at last.
After a brief moment of silence and looking into each other's eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek and a smile spread across her face.
'I knew that,' she said and embraced him.
Before she could say anything, he said, 'I know, you must be thinking what am I doing here and why am I not in the plane.'
She gave him an obvious nod.
'Well...' he continued, 'I couldn't leave without saying what I'm going to say now. You are like this cactus. Thorny, hard, tough and different from all the other plants.'
She had no clue about what this conversation was about and why was it even taking place. 'Are your drunk or something? Please come inside and I'll make you some lemonade!' She said with a smirk.
'Will you just shut up for once and let ME speak!' he said annoyingly.
'It was very difficult for me to find something that resembled you and then my eyes fell on this cactus at the Airport Shoppe and I thought, yes, this is it. You are mean and difficult on the outside and that's why it's so hard to know you from the inside just like this stupid thorny plant. If you go to touch the plant, you'll hurt yourself.'
He sighed. She just stood there, staring at him and suddenly realizing where this conversation was actually headed.
'You know I am a risk taker. And, you know I hate flowers because I'm allergic to them. And, the only plant I love is... this ugly thorny cactus, which I have in my bedroom and on my office desk!'
'Did you just call me ugly?' She frowned at him.
He had smile on his face because this statement was an indication that she understood what he was trying to say.
'No silly. You are beautiful, were beautiful and will always be so in my eyes, even if you actually look like an old hag after some years.'
'Hey..' She punched him lightly in his stomach and he smiled again.
'I love you' He said it, at last.
After a brief moment of silence and looking into each other's eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek and a smile spread across her face.
'I knew that,' she said and embraced him.
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