Dedicated to @thatpurdygirl

It was quietly and peacefully raining outside. I had my knees up to my face and I was on the brink of tears. This day had gone so horribly wrong it was painful. I had confessed my love for a boy who I thought liked me back. It turned out that he was just using me so he could make this other girl jealous. When his plan fell through, he friend dumped me after I had confessed. I was now sitting at some random bus stop waiting for my emotions to control themselves. A homeless man was sitting next to me asleep, drug needles was scattered around my feet, and I felt like leaving everything behind.

My phone rang while I was sulking. It was Ashley, my best friend, "Hello?"

"So how did it go?" I could tell there was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"Dreadful. H-He just used me t-to get this other girl," I was choking on my words.

Ashley gasped, "That asshole! Where are you?"

"I'm sitting at a random bus stop. I am not exactly sure how I got here. I just remember needing to get away from him," I said.

I could hear him getting shoes on, "Tell me about your surroundings."

"I'm near a huge mall," I looked around, "There's a Wendy's and a Walmart. There is a street sign that says Elizabeth Lane."

His front door closed, "I know where that is. I am coming for you now."

I smiled at how much he cared, "Are you walking?"

"Yeah. I'm not far...probably fifteen minutes on foot," he replied.

"You are going to get soaked," I smiled.

He sighed, "Anything for you."

With that he hung up the phone. I wasn't quite sure how I felt about Ashley. He was a fun and very likable guy, but did I want to see him as more that? He was always there for me and always willing to do everything I wanted him to. The only time he would grow stiff on me was when I mentioned a crush.

I'm an idiot! I thought, He likes me!

The question was did I like him. I guess I always had. He was very handsome, smart, funny, etc. He was really the complete package; he was all I ever could hope for in a guy. I was completely blind. I liked him ever sinceI met him. I just pushed my feelings aside because I thought he would never like me. I was a bit of a homebody, and he definitely liked to party. His last name might always well had been party.

Ashley Party. It has a nice ring.

The rain started to pour more heavily and thunder soon sounded. The homeless man stirred a little before heading right back to sleep. I checked my pockets for any money. I found a five dollar bill that I had forgotten was in my pocket. I placed the bill in his shaking hand. It wasn't much, but I'm sure it would mean something to him.

"You are always so charitable," I heard Ashley's voice.

I turned around to see him happy and smiling. I scooted over on the bench so that way he would be able to sit. He shook his head and pulled me off the bench. Ashley then sat down and pulled me into his lap. My short legs were mostly on the bench. My back was up against the side of an advertisement. My head was turned and my eyes were staring into Ashley's brown ones.

"No one should break your heart like that," he spoke.

I blushed, "You are being such a romantic. It is weird you weirdo."

"Maybe I am being this way for a reason," his hand rubbed my arm.

I asked him, "And what reason is that?"

"I think it's pretty obvious," he continued, "I like you Mia. Every time I hear these stories about these assholes who treat you like shit...God it just makes me so angry. It seems like every time I want to tell you how I feel, another asshole replaces the previous one, and I am, for some reason, unable to just let it out. I want you to be happy, but I want you to be happy with me."

"I want to be happy Ash," I softly said, "I want to be happy with you."

"Then will you try this whole next level shit out with me?" he smirked.

"Of course," I leaned in and put my head on his chest.

The homeless man butt in, "Oh just fucking kiss already you young idiots! How am I suppose to sleep when I got the Notebook over here? Admit you liked each other all along and eat each other's faces and leave!"

"You damn kids these fucking days I swear-" he mumbled himself to sleep.

We both looked at each other and laughed before kissing. It may not have been an ideal situation, but a kiss in the rain is magical no matter the circumstances.