The notebook.

He told me to sit down, over the street.
Boy: And now keep calm and lie down.
Girl: Okey.
Boy: Now close your eyes and listen.
Girl: Okey. What do I must listen?
Boy: That I love you.
Girl: I love you too.
Boy: Feel the cold floor at night.
Girl: I feel it. Tell me, what happen if a car comes?
Boy: We die. And life won't be as important as die next to you...
Girl: So let's sleep here all night, and haven't got scare of death.
Boy: As you say, honey.