French Fries - Part 4

Six years later, I was 18 years old. It was my first time living on my own, and I had just broken up with a girlfriend I had at the time. I don't quite remember how, but I stumbled upon Giovanna on the internet one more time. We began talking again, and the feelings I had for her came back to me, as if nothing had ever changed. But the problem was, everything had changed: she had a boyfriend now, and I was living in another state. Even so, I got her number and we continued talking as friends. She was still that amazing person she had always been, and I loved the opportunity to talk to her again; our conversations were always engaging.

Another two years passed, and this time the scenario was a bit different. I was living in the state of São Paulo again, and during one of our occasional talks, Giovanna told me her relationship had come to an end. I admit that, on the inside, I was a little excited, but I didn't want to seem insensitive, and I also wanted to give her some time to process everything, so I decided to wait for a while before taking an initiative. A few days later, I conquered my cowardice and did what I should have done all those years ago: I told her how I felt about her. I didn't know what to expect, but I figured I had nothing to lose. I had to take this opportunity while I still could.

I thought that doing it by phone would be easier, but I remember throwing my phone onto my bed as soon as I hit "send," and I was so nervous that I waited a few hours before touching it again. To my surprise, she told me she felt the same way about me; in fact, she told me she had felt that way ever since we met. When I read that, I felt stupid for not showing my feelings earlier, but also relieved, because for the first time, I knew that she liked me too. So I suggested that we could go out. I didn't know if she was going to accept (after all, we were in the middle of the Covid-19 pandemic) but she accepted anyway.

We decided to go to Hopi Hari, an amusement park we used to go to on school trips. So finally, I had a date with her, and everything was going my way. All I had to do now was to not mess things up. I mean, how hard can it be, right?