Together we are Alone

Chapter 31

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Chapter 31
❤Julia❤

I couldn't believe my ears. Joseph William Bailly wants to marry me. Shelby is going to flip! She's going to want to be my maid of honor, she'll want to plan our wedding shower, she'll want to go dress shopping too...

I realized I hadn't answered yet and snapped out of my fairy tale. "Yes! Of course I will!"

He picked me up and spun me in circles. I wrapped my arms excitedly around his neck and he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed for the longest time. We finally came to a stop with the kissing and just stayed in each others arms. My head was against his chest and his head was on mine.

All of a sudden, I heard knocking. I looked around, trying to find the source of the noise, but I saw nothing. I looked up at Joe but he didn't meet my eyes.

"Joe? Do you heart that?"

He didn't move. Okay, this is getting weird.

"Joe!" I tried telling his name, but still nothing.

Then I heard a loud bang, and my eyes shot open as if I was in another dimension... or...a dream.

I sat up in my bed looking around frantically.

"Good morning sleeping beauty. I thought you were going to sleep all day," Joe was holding Isabella, "Isabella wanted to wake you up. I told her to stay quiet, but that didn't go so well."

I stared at him confused. Quickly I grabbed my journal from underneath my pillow and opened it to the page I was on at 6:30am. It was blank! I never wrote anything! I looked over at the clock. 10:15. How can it be 10:15? I just watched the sunrise! Joe and I walked down the beach! He proposed to me!

"Jewels, are you okay?" He looked worried.

"No, no, no, no, no! This is all wrong!"

"Julia?" He reached out to stop me but I brushed past him and went to my closet.

The white dress! The scarf! The shoes! The sunglasses! They were still there! I looked down and saw that I was still wearing my pajamas. I ran to the mirror and looked at my hair. It was (strangely) perfect! It wasn't messy at all! It was wavy, like it normally was.

"Jewels, what's wrong?" Joe sounded very worried now.

"How can this be? It felt so real! It was six thirty in the morning! We left the house and went to the beach! You told me your dead father's name, and yours! You-"

Before I could finish, he set Isabella down and came over to me. He pulled me into a hug. I almost didn't realize that I was crying.

"Jewels, I think you were dreaming."

No! How could that be a dream? It was so real. How could it be real? I'm only 18 and he's 20! But I thought it was real. It wasn't real, it was a dream.

My mind was racing. My thoughts were fighting each other over weather or not it was real. Was it really a dream? It hadn't felt like it before. I looked up at Joe.

"It's alright. You don't have to talk about it."

I sighed in relief.

"But you might feel better if you tell me."

I sighed again, exasperated this time. How can I tell him about my dream? What would I tell him? "You took me to the beach to watch the sunrise, oh and you proposed to me." That would be awkward.

"It's nothing to worry over," I told him.

"Really? Because, it sounds like I should be slightly worried."

He wasn't buying it.

"It's like you said. It was just a dream. It's nothing to worry about. It's just... it felt so real. That's all."

"What felt so real about it?" I flashed him an irritated look. He put his hands up in defeat. "Alright, alright!"

He let me out of his death-grip-of-a-hug and led me down to breakfast with my hand in one of his and Isabella's in the other. I never stopped thinking about my dream all throughout breakfast. I wish it wasn't a dream though.

Hello readers! I know this is a short chapter but the next will be better. Please don't hate me for this chapter lol. I needed something to create a good conflict. Again, sorry but it did the trick. Votes and comments would be appreciated! Thanks (;