A Fairy Tale
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She texted me at about 2:00 in the morning-- "Do you want to come over and watch Disney movies with me?"

A Fairy Tale

She texted me at about 2:00 in the morning

"Do you want to come over and watch Disney movies with me?"

Now, most people would have looked at the text, gone back to bed, and responded the next morning

I would have too

If it hadn't been Ava

Ava St. James had been my best friend since the 6th grade

She was funny, smart, and gorgeous

And had never been single since puberty hit

So I'd never said anything to her about my feelings for her

But I did have them

Feelings, that is

So because it was Ava, I texted back

"Be there in 20. Ice cream?"

She texted back about 23 heart emojis

My stomach flip-flopped, and heat shot to my face

'Calm down' I muttered to myself, grabbing a towel out of the closet and heading to the bathroom

I splashed some water on my face and ran a brush through my hair

I debated putting on lipstick, but didn't want to seem like I was 'trying too hard'

So I settled for some chapstick instead

When I got back to my room, I had seven missed texts from Ava

"What movie should i set up?"

"I have netflix, or should I get something on Pay-per-view?"

"Have you seen Tarzan?"

"What about Finding Dory?"

"What kind of icecream did you say you had?"

"I found some DVDs!"

"How about Aladdin?"

I giggled to myself, imagining how hyped up Ava had to be right now

"Anything's fine with me, i have choc chip ice cream" I texted back

As soon as I grabbed the ice cream, I was in the car on the way to Ava's

God, I had it bad for that girl

When I knocked on the door, Ava threw it open right away, as if she'd been waiting right by the door for me

Her normally perfect hair was in a messy bun, and she had mascara tracks down her face

"Ava! What's wrong?" I asked, opening my arms, and she ran into them

"Todd, he-" She burst into sobs.

I rubbed soothing circles on her back, holding her close. She nuzzled her face into my neck, breathing raggedly.

After a couple minutes, Ava finally had her breathing under control, and let go of me, leading me over to the couch.

"It's not even that I liked him that much" she finally said, running a hand over her hair. "It's just that he- he cheated on me."

I gasped, grabbing her hands.

How in the world could someone cheat on somebody like Ava? How could you possibly want anything more than Ava?

She sunk against me, resting her head on my shoulder. I let her, shifting so we were laying back a bit on the couch.

She pressed play on a remote, and Cinderella started.

"That's my favorite" I whispered, and she giggled

"I know."

We sat in silence for the first part of the movie, her still leaning against me and me trying and failing to pay attention to the movie as she cuddled against me.

After a while, she seemed to get restless, shuffling around a bit and scooting herself even closer to me

"Are you okay?" I asked, looking down at her

She looked back at me with those gorgeous clear blue eyes, and my heart leapt to my throat.

I couldn't have moved even if I wanted to.

"Ella?" She asked, and I realized she'd said something while I'd been staring into her eyes

'Great job, me' I thought 'All friends definitely get lost staring into eachothers' eyes. That's totally normal'.

"Do you think you'll find a prince charming?" she laughed, and I snorted without thinking

"What?" she asked, smiling at me

"Nothing." I answered, "Just not very likely, I think. Do you?"

She smiled again, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. She always did things like that for me.

"I used to think I'd find my prince, but clearly-" she started

"Clearly Tim was an asshole" I inturrupted

"Todd" she corrected, giggling

"Well Todd was an asshole too" I amended, and she burst into a full-on laugh

I love to make her laugh, she looks so gorgeous with her eyes closed and head thrown back like that

When she finally caught her breath, she continued

"I thought I'd find my prince, but I realized I don't want to." She told me

I cocked my head at her, confused. "What do you mean?" I asked

She giggled again, bopping me on the nose

Suddenly, she looked nervous, looking down and biting her lip

Crap, was she going to tell me she had a crush on my brother?

"Why would I want to find a prince when I have a princess right here?" She whispered

I blinked at her, confused

That made no sense


"Me?" I squeaked, feeling my cheeks turn bright red

"You, Ella. I finally realized why none of these guys ever stick around long--because I clearly have feelings for you"

"What kind of feelings?" I asked, holding my breath, not daring to hope

"Feelings like I want you to be my girlfriend, silly" she answered

My eyes went wide, and I-

Fell off the couch

Ava threw her head back, laughing like crazy

I just lay on the floor, unsure of what to do until Ava extended her hand to me

I grabbed it and she helped me up, but instead of pulling me up next to her, she positioned me right in front of her

"What are you thinking, Ella?" she asked, and I couldn't seem to form the words

I wanted to shout 'I love you, Ava!' but I couldn't make the words come out

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she started to look away

But before she could say anything else, I leaned forward quickly and pressed my lips to hers

The fireworks I felt at her touch were indescribable

She immediately tangled her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer

I let her, parting my lips as she deepened the kiss

I was thoroughly melted by the time she pulled away at last

"Wow" she whispered

"Yes." I finally got out

"Yes?" she asked "Yes wow? Or yes that we shouldn't do that again, or...?" She started

But I cut her off by kissing her again

And it was just as life-changing as the first time

"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend" I told her when we broke the kiss

And her smile made me sure that I had a fairy godmother somewhere, looking down on me

Because this was too good to not be a fairy tale

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