"Niall and Terra sitting on a tree," Mickey began.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" the others joined in. Niall and I sat, glaring at them, embarrassed.
"First comes love, then comes marriage. Then comes a baby in a baby carriage!" They chanted. These little twirps were getting on my very last nerve.
"That's not all! That's not all! -" they continued, only to be cut off by me.

"Oh, I thinks that's all. You won't say one more word... or else you're all going to the Dark Chamber!" I threatened the kids.
"But Teresa! That's not fair!" Lola whined.
"Is that the best you can do? 'Teresa that's not fair!'" I mimicked him in a high voice.
Lola stuck her tongue out at me.
"Lola you'll be first to enter the Dark Chamber if you don't behave yourself," I warned.
"No! No! Sorry! Just don't take me to the... AAAAAH" she ran away screaming.
"That's more like it," I said, satisfied.

Niall and I had been making out under the tree in my backyard. My parents were out shopping so we had thought it would be safe to spend the day at mine. But, oh how wrong we were. Those little demons from our neighbors' houses snuck into my home and caught us red handed. We hadn't realized that we were being watched at first. But soon enough, they began giggling and laughing. They were having so much fun watching us. Or so they thought. Niall and I immediately broke apart and sat, awkwardly, next to each other. That is when the taunting began. 'Oh yea! Let's sing for the couple! Let's make fun of them!' Haha! Very funny! Definitely not!

The kids ran away screaming, following Lola. When they were out of sight, I locked the doors and came back to face Niall.
"Now where were we?" I asked, inching closer to him. Niall grabbed me around the waist and pulled me in.
"I believe we were right here," he said, leaning in the me and planting a little kiss on my lips.
I smiled. "I believe we were, Nialler," I said, getting into a more intense kiss. Before we had made it five seconds into our session, the doorbell rang.
I groaned, "Why can't we just enjoy ourselves for a few minutes? Is that too much to ask?"
"Alright, babe. You go open the door, I'll be waiting right here," he said, giving me one last kiss.
"Ok," I whispered, making my way to the door.

I unlocked the door and pulled it open. The second I did, I wished I hadn't. The man standing across from me was the man I last wanted to see at this moment. Timothy Martin stood on the opposite end of my door wearing a nice suit and a rose in his chest pocket.

"What do you want?" I asked.
"To take you out on a date," he said.
"Listen. We broke up a month ago. I don't want to start off again. Ok?" I said.
"I know, I know. But I wanted to let you know I've changed. I promise!" he begged.
"Timothy. You are the same man I've always known. There is no way you would have changed. It's just not you," I said, clearly not believing him.
"I know you don't believe me. But just give it one shot. You. Me. Date. Now. Come on, I'll help you dress," he said, trying to walk into my house. I blocked his path.
"Timothy Martin! Stop right there! You've got no right to welcome yourself into my house. Not anymore!" I screamed at his face.
"But Terra, just one date. I promise I'll fix it all up," he tried.
"This isn't a good time. Besides, there is no way I would go on another date with you after our last on," I said.
Memories seemed to be flashing back into him. He winced.
"Please. Give me one last chance. I will make it right," he begged.
"No, Tim. I've got other plans today. And every other day from now. Sorry," I said, taking a step back to shut the door.
"No! Wait! Please, Terra! I'll do anything! Anything at all to take you out one more time," he said.
"That won't be happening any time in the near future, because, unlike you, I am a loyal girlfriend. I don't cheat on my boyfriends," I said, "and why don't you go take Michelle out on a date. You seemed passionately in love with her the last time I saw you two together," I said.
"Woah there. Wait a second. Did you just say you have a boyfriend?” he asked, surprised.
“Yeah. Why the surprise?” I asked him, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, no, no. No surprise,” he said, recovering from the shock.
“Thought no one else would want to go out with me huh?” I smirked.
“No! Never! Just that you never told me!” he said, covering up.
“Ok, yeah sure. What ever you say,” I said.
“So you have a boyfriend,” he repeated.
“Yup,” I smiled.
“May I know who?” he asked.
“No, sorry you may not know who,” I said.
“Why not?” he asked.
“Because I want my private life to stay private,” I told him.
“Fine, then. How long have you guys been going out?” he asked.
“The day after we broke up,” I said.

He gaped at me.
“The day after… and you never told me?” he said.
“Listen. I’ve got to go. I’ll give you another chance. Not to win me back, but to make it up to me. Ok? Just not now,” I said.
“Ok, um… when exactly?” he asked.
“I’ll call you,” I said.
He nodded.
“Bye” I said, shutting the door.

I sighed. Now seems like he’s back in my life.
“Hey beautiful,” Niall said, coming up behind me, “Who was that?” he asked.
“Oh, he was my ex. That was him trying to win me back,” I said.
“Oh. How’d that go?” he asked.
“Well, I, obviously said no. He begged more. I refused more. Finally we came to a compromise of him taking me out on one more date, not like a date-date, but like a date,” I said, trying to explain.
“And that’s supposed to make sense because…?” Niall asked.
“Well, I just gave him another chance to make it up to me. Not to win me back,” I said.
He nodded in understanding.
“Now, let’s get back to us,” I said, smiling.
“Actually, I have a surprise for you,” he said.
“Surprise?” I asked, confused.
“Yeah. Come with me,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me towards my backyard.
“While you were busy refusing your ex-boyfriend, your actual boyfriend was a bit busy preparing this,” he said, gesturing to the lawn.

My eyes widened. A blanket was spread across the grass, big enough for the two of us. In the center of the blanket, a plate of PB&J sandwiches sat, summoning us to eat it. A jar of lemonade was beside the sandwiches and a bowl of plum cake beside that. My mouth watered, looking at the food. I hadn’t eaten for hours. Just like Niall, I loved food and couldn’t stand a hour without eating.

“Niall! You didn’t have to do that! I could have helped!” I said, smacking him lightly on his muscular arm.
“Teresa, now instead of telling me what to do and what not to do, can we go and enjoy our picnic? I’m starving!” he said.
“Fine,” I said, giving up. I was also starving.
I dived onto the picnic blanket and pulled Niall next to me.

“You are the best boyfriend ever,” I said.
“Better than Timothy?” he asked.
“WAY better than Timothy,” I said, taking a bit of a PB&J.
“Wonderful. And you are the best girlfriend ever,” he said.
I smiled, leaning in and giving him a little kiss before he dug into the food with me.

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