Scarlett's P.O.V.
The car ride was silent except for the static of the radio. I could almost feel my heart racing inside my chest. The slow and steady beat I was used to was gone. Also considering I was blindfolded. I wonder what Courtney is up to.
(Requested, so this little bitch gets some story time. Don't get me wrong, I love Courtney but she can be a pain sometimes <3)
Courtney's P.O.V.
Last night I knew I had to get out of the house for a bit. So Michael invited me to his place. I know what you're thinking you dirty minded children. No we did not have sex. Did I want to? Who knows. Michaels been there for me a lot recently.
When I got to Michael's earlier he introduced me to his-. Haha you thought I was going to say Parents? No he introduced me to his man cave. I was quite impressed with his setup. He had a large couch pushed to the wall in the center of the room. Then he had a computer and camera to record. A mini fridge with beers and other alcoholic drinks.
We chilled for a bit, and that's where I am now.
"Do you want another drink?" Michael half slurred from next to me. A few empty beer bottles were trashed around him.
"Sure." I giggled as he gave me my third drink. In America you had to be 21 to drink, so I was never able to legally do it. But here the rules were switched. We sat there for a few more minutes before Michael shifted in his seat and faced me.
"So... Scar and Ashton are going on a date tomorrow and..." Michael whispered.
"Yeah, I'm pretty proud of them both." I smiled remembering how happy she was when he asked her. She didn't sleep at all that night, kept singing and dancing until she collapsed.
"Well I was wondering, would you uh, like to go on a date with me?"
Michael's P.O.V.
"Well I was wondering, would you uh, like to go on a date with me?"
The room filled with an uncomfortable silence. I thought these past days we had gotten really close, I guess not.
"I'm going to get another beer." I murmured standing up only to be tugged back down.
"I'll go with you." She sniffled. Was she crying?
"Hey is everything ok?" I asked and sat down next to her. My mood went from excited to curious in 5 seconds (haha).
"When I was 16 I always dreamed of meeting you guys and I always loved your music. Thanks to Scarlett we got to meet you and then we got to hang out a bit. When we stopped talking we both were heartbroken. I basically went in hiding and Scarlett got bullied for being the thrown away fangirl. I thought it was over, I knew we had to leave once we got out of high school so I convinced my parents to give me enough to move. That's when we met you guys again, well kind of. I'm just really happy, sorry if I worried you." She finished while wiping the tears out of her eyes.
I leaned into her and gave her a hug. They've been through all that and still manage to smile. We might be their heroes, but they sure as hell are my heroes.
Scarlett's P.O.V
"We're here." Ashton said as the car came to a halt. We've been driving for 20 minutes telling jokes and what not.
The blindfold still covered my vision as we stepped out of the car.
"Where exactly is here?" I asked and giggled as he picked me up. The breeze was warm against my bare skin and felt good.
"Someone's doesn't like surprises. I'll have to write that one down." I could almost sense him giving me a cocky smile. It's not exactly that I don't like them, but surprises never go good with me. Suddenly the blindfold was ripped off my eyes. It took a minute to adjust but before I knew it I was looking straight at a meadow. Flowers of all different kinds circled around the meadow and in the very center there was a blanket.
"Wow." I gasped in awe as the picnic area he had set up came into view.
"So you like it?"
"It's beautiful..." He sighed in relief, then we both started for the blanket. Ashton linked his fingers into mine, causing us both to blush. The wind blew his hair a bit exposing his face, he was smiling bright, like a kid on Christmas.
"If you don't like the food you don't have to eat it. My mum helped me make it though so I don't think it's terrible."
"I'm sure it'll taste amazing, no need to impress me. Anything you do for me is more then enough."
Ashton's P.O.V.
But she's more then what she says she is. I haven't known her long, but all I know is that she's my world.
"Don't say that. You deserve it." I said. She looked at the ground, leaving me unable to see those beautiful eyes. We both sat down and I opened the basket to find a variety of things inside of it. Truth is, I called Courtney and asked her what Scarlett's favorite food was. She wouldn't feel very good if she knew I spent the whole night cooking, and I didn't want her to feel bad. Also considering I had to cook the macaroni 3 times because I burnt it.
"Macaroni and cheese, ham sandwiches, watermelon and strawberry lemonade. These are my favorites." She smiled wide as she gazed over it. I picked up a plate from the basket and made her a plate. Somewhere deep inside I know this date will be amazing, but also I have a feeling something will go wrong.
@A Little While Later@
"Hey Ashton?" Scarlett asked as she finished her slice of watermelon and put her plate in the basket. I smiled at her and nodded my head.
"Everyone else calls me Scar... But you always call me Scarlett. Why is that?"
"It's because Scarlett is the color that your cheeks turn when you get embarrassed or laugh so hard that you end up falling on the ground. Scarlett is the color your cute little nose gets when you have a cold. Scarlett is the color of the beautiful rose. Scarlett is the name I call you because it's who you are."
Her face went read for the 3rd time we'd been together. If I could frame this moment I would, and I'd put it in a huge frame for everyone to see.
"You're always so sweet, thank you."
@Scarlett's P.O.V.@
We both headed to the car as the picnic came to a closing. To be honest, this has been one of the best days of my life. I couldn't be any happier.
"Did you cut your arm on something?" Ashton asked as he turned my arm so it was facing up. I hadn't felt anything, but he was right. Except something was off... The scars that used to be on my arm were fading, but one scar looked brand new. Also it was the scar I had just after I woke up from the hospital. I had totally forgot about it. The scar was the letter L and for some reason it was the perfect shape.
Hey guys. Sorry it's been a while since I've updated. My mind is a bit hazy right now so hopefully I can overcome it lol. It's going to be a bit of a slow update so hang on. But my next chapter should be out during the weekend. Bye Beauties. ~Em
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