"Secrets"

In the movies, you always see the same thing. The guy enters the room and someone catches his eye. The mood changes,
and some sort of music starts playing in the camera turns and faces the girl, and she notices him. Their eyes meet, and the guy knows that she is the one. Unfortunately movies and real life aren't the same, otherwise every guy would just start running into different rooms waiting for the music to play. Life doesn't work like that, which sucks, but what can you do? Rarely does a guy meet a girl in real life and know almost from day one that he wants to marry her. I am no exception. When I met Riley, during this point of the story she was my girlfriend, she couldn't stand me at all. She thought I was a lot of things that weren't exactly positive, and let's leave it at that. She called me her mortal enemy, I called her a friend, let's just say it had happened before. People don't like me at first some times, and I don't take it personally. Eventually, Riley started to warm up to me and we slowly became good friends. Next thing I know, we're talking daily, and before much longer I started growing feelings for her, and later on I found out she had begun to develop feelings for me as well. I slowly started trying to impress her, and one day I completely stopped thinking. I found out she was going to this concert, I don't know who was playing, all I know is that I couldn't stand them. I decided to drive to a completely different state, by "coincidence," and just happen to be going and seeing the concert too. The next day I asked her out on a date, and after securing a date number two, she agreed to be my girlfriend. Not once did I think that would happen.

This story begins with Tony and I at a local coffee shop. See, the two of us would perform there every Tuesday night under fake identities, and to make sure nobody knew who we were, we would wear masks. Why didn't we want people to know it was us? I have no idea, I honestly think we only did it because we wanted to come up alter egos. I switched between playing an acoustic guitar and a cello, and Tony would play either a keyboard or a cajone, and we weren't that bad. A lot of people we knew would come and listen to our shows, and would tell us about it. We always played it off like it sounded lame and would rather sleep. The only other people who knew were Riley and Tony's girlfriend, Emma. They would come to every performance and then meet us out back when we were done. This particular night seemed a little different though. Tony and I decided this would be our last performance since it was mid July and we weren't far off from having to go off to college.
So we went out there, played an awesome show that everyone loved, and then told everyone this would be our last show. There were a lot of sounds that people make when they are sad or bummed out, and then everyone called for an encore. So we played the encore, and then we got up and took our bows. On my way up, I looked out at the audience, and my eyes locked with Riley's. I got this weird feeling in my stomach, like butterflies, and my heart started racing. The room seemed silent even though there were a lot of people clapping and cheering. The only thing bringing me back to reality was Tony putting his arm around my shoulders and giving me a little shake.

"Come on man, let's get out of here," He whispered.

"Alright," I half mumbled, but I didn't move a muscle. As Tony dragged me off stage, I gave Riley a nod, and she turned and walked out the door to go meet us behind the building.

"Everything okay?" Tony asked as we walked towards the back exit.

"Yeah, everything is perfect," I said taking off my mask, "I don't know if things could be any better."

"Good," Tony simply stated. We walked out behind the coffee shop and I was greeted by a big hug from Riley. I sat there for a while, just holding her in my arms, and I didn't want to let go.

"You did great," she whispered, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I returned the favor.

"Hey, do you two want to go with Emma and me to grab some victory dinner?" Tony asked, as he gave me a pat on the back.

I backed my head up a little and stared straight into Riley's eyes. As nice as it would have been to go hang out with Tony and Emma, I really only wanted to be with Riley. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

"No thanks Tony," Riley said, as she let out a yawn, "I'm kind of tired."

"Alright then suit yourself," Tony said, "See you guys."

"Bye," Emma said giving a slight wave.

"Adios!" Riley stated, "Have fun!"

"See you later man," I let out, and as soon as they were out of ear shot, I turned my attention back to Riley, "You know it's only eight, right?"

"I know," She laughed, "But I thought it was a good excuse."

"You are so awesome," I couldn't help but smile.

"I know," She said giving me a smile back, "To the pier?"

"Just what I was thinking!" I exclaimed.

After a short walk, and quick stop at a fast food restaurant, we were at the pier. We took a seat near the end overlooking the water and started to eat our gourmet meal of chicken strips and french fries. It was a beautiful night,
no clouds in the sky, only a slight breeze, and to top it all off there was a full moon. It couldn't be anymore perfect.

"It's so nice out tonight," Riley sighed, taking a drink of her Soda.

"It is," I replied, and I couldn't stop smiling. She didn't ask why either, she just started smiling back. At this point, I realized I was about to break my rule about not talking about the future. It wasn't going to be negative, but it still was talking about the future. I tried to hold it in as best I could, but I couldn't last for very long.

"I love you so much," I said, staring into her eyes.

"I love you too," she replied, staring back.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Of course," she replied, "What's on your mind?"

"You," I paused, trying to lose myself in her beautiful brown eyes, "You are the only thing ever on my mind."

"I know," She acknowledged.

"I've been trying to live in the now," I started, "But it seems as if I can't help it."

"Don't worry about it," she smiled, "I'm okay with it, just talk to me."

"Okay," I turned my attention for a second to the moon, but I found my gaze returning to her's, "I have no idea how to word this to where it won't sound completely crazy."

"Don't worry how you say it," she smiled, "Just say whatever is on your mind."

"I'm in love with you."

"Okay?" she said, laughing a little, "You know I love you too."

"I do," I said, trying to address how I was going to say what I wanted to say.

"Where are you going with this Bryan?" she asked, putting her hand on my back. The bufferflies got even crazier, and I thought my heart was going to rip out of my chest.

"I'm going crazy with this," I laughed, she of course did too. All I could think of was how amazing she was, "Do you remember our plan?"

So the plan I am referring to is one Riley and I made a little while back. At the beginning of summer we went through a little bit of a freak out and considered breaking up since we were going to different colleges. So we came up with this plan for when college was over. We decided that once college was over we would try the relationship again, and we would move somewhere and get an apartment together. Then if we ended up breaking it off again, we would make a pact that if we were both single when we were 40, we would just go ahead and get married. After talking about this we decided we couldn't break it off and decided to try and make it work. We decided if we ever did break up in college, we would go through with the plan, and decided not to tell anyone about it.

"Of course I do." Of course she did.

"I don't want to have to go through with it."

"Okay," I could tell she was trying to figure out what that was supposed to mean, and then she finally just asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Well that entire plan revolves around one scenario, that we end up having to break up in college, right?"

"Right," she nodded, it seemed as if she was starting to get what I was saying.

"I don't want to have to go through with it because it means that we would break up in college, and I don't want to break up in college. The only part of that plan that I want to go through with is Manhattan." Manhattan was the city that we thought we wanted to move to once college was over. It was our plan of the beginning of the rest of our lives really.

"Okay," She thought for a minute, "I want Manhattan too."

"I'm not going to lose you."

"I know, and you aren't getting rid of me!" She laughed.

"I know," I said, "For whatever reason, I know something I don't know if I've ever known before."

"Go on," she started to smile. Her smile has always been so amazing.

"I know, that one day, I'm going to marry you," I couldn't stop smiling, "I want you to hold on to this for me," I took off a ring that I was wearing and handed it to her, "This isn't a proposal, this is just a promise that one day in the future,
I will propose." She took the ring and studdied it, taking all the information in. After a few moments she looked into my eyes, the smile was still on her face.

"I will take that promise," she leaned in and gave me a kiss. I returned the favor and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

"While you have that with you, I will always be with you." All she did was smile. We didn't really talk much the rest of the time while we were at the pier. We finished our food and decided we should probably head home. So we did, and I don't think we stopped smiling the entire walk home. We told absolutely no one about it, and the only time we talked about it was when we were completely alone or if we were texting. No matter when we talked about it or even thought about it, we would get the biggest smiles on our faces. We kept the secret for a long time, and it was totally worth it. Not for one second did I regret my decision, not even now. I bet you're wondering if the promise was kept, and I could tell you, but what would be the fun in that? You will just have to wait and see.