I had to admit, my face felt pretty hot too. Angelina moved closer to me as we continued watching movies. My whole body felt like it was burning.After...that I was hooked. I was asking Angelina for kisses ever chance I had. She would giggle, bush, but seemed all too happy to comply. We took to holding hands often. Every now and then Angelina would tease me by asking if it meant that she was my girlfriend."Of course you are." I would answer with a smile. "If you want to be."Angelina would reply by. Bryant liked my initial thoughts on it.As we bounced this back and forth over the phone, he became more intrigued by my idea, and asked if I would sing the song, as my part of the show. Bryant said he would play the song and sing backing vocals. I reluctantly agreed to sing it, dressed up in a fat suit and clothes, pretending to be a heavy Meatloaf.The key moment in this combo routine proposal would occur about half way through the song, where I'm singing I would do anything for love, and I'll. Then I wondered why she didn't want more, like I did. Why she wasn't telling me. I needed to be with her again or at least a reason why she didn't want to.Angrily I got up and put my shoes back on, and walked out of my room. I told my mom I was going back to Andrew’s, and walked out the door. I walked all the way back to my aunt’s apartment. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. So I said fuck it. I grabbed the door knob, and to my surprise, the door flew right open. Then I saw. After that minor hiccup, the tournament proceeded. In Bret's fourth match, he fought a fighter, David Fong, who was his equal. After three rounds, the score was tied. Two judges had David Fong with nine points and Bret with eight points. The other two judges had Bret with nine points and David Fong with eight. A sudden death round was initiated. Bret fought very conservatively in this round. At the end, neither fighter had scored a point. David Fong was declared the winner, based on the way he.