Logan and I carelessly walked around Downtown Disney, holding hands and talking. It was now ten, and there was no way I wanted to go home yet.
"Why do you like me so much?" I asked him.
"I think you're different. You're not a typical teenage girl. And I like that you're you, you need people in your life, even if you won't admit it, and I like being one of the people you need." He smiled, shyly. "Why do you like me?"
"I like you?" I asked jokingly.
Logan laughed. I think he enjoyed my sense of humor.
"Um... Well, I like that you have a need to please people. It's comforting to know that since I'm happy you are you too." I looked straight ahead, not wanting to looking at him. Sharing feelings wasn't my favorite thing to do.
But I knew he was smiling.
"Stop it!" I laughed, still not looking at him.
He laughed too. "You're happy!" He almost yelled.
"I'd be happier if you'd be a little more quiet!" I laughed as people glanced at us.
Logan started to yell, never letting his smile dim down. "You're happy with me! Everyone, Madison is happy! And because of me!" He beamed. He got down on one knee, people were staring at us. Now he looked me, but was still yelling. "Madison..." Girls, and woman, that were looking gasped as men's faces began to become blank. "Will you... Be my girlfriend?" People laughed as they realized this wasn't a proposal, but still found it cute.
"Get up!" I laughed.
He shook his head and smiled up at me with his eyes gleaming, picturing the future.
"Okay..." I whispered quietly to him, smiling.
He yelled in delight, "she said yes!" as he jumped up and hugged me.
People around applauded, laughed, and smiled. If they weren't amused, they found it entertaining.
As if my life was a movie, life found it a perfect time to let it rain. It never rains in California, but this in this moment it HAD to.
I screamed. Others began to take shelter in the stores as the side markets began to quickly lock up. I began to follow people's lead and move towards a store, but Logan wouldn't let me go. "It's raining! Let's go inside!" I told him.
"Don't you just love the rain?!" He smiled.
"I always found it a bad omen." I admitted.
"No, it has to be a good one! It's like God read my mind!" He told me excitedly.
I looked at him questionably. "What do you mean?" The sprinkles started to progress to full on rain, my hair, make up, and clothes were now getting ruined.
"I always found it... Romantic... To have a kiss in the rain! I was just thinking that!" He yelled now, not being able to contain his excitement and amusement.
I laughed. "My make up is getting ruined! Let's go inside!"
Logan removed his tight hug grip on me and his excitement dimmed a little. He moved his hands to my face and began, easily, wiping off my foundation. "You don't need this." He held my face in his hands and stared into my eyes. "This going to be the best moment in my life." He said as he kissed me.
The rain beating down on us, the coldness, and Logan's warm skin make the kiss confusing. It was lovely, yet weird. Having been my third (real) kiss, it was weird no matter what, but Logan was right. It was the best moment in MY life.