Y/n POV
It's been about a week or so and things are great between Cindy and I. We sneak around most of the time. Which is understandable. I'd love to show everyone she's mine but it's cool. Speaking of that I want to ask her to be my girlfriend. I'm a romantic so I want it to be romantic. Cindy deserves the best.
On queue, Cindy opens my door making me jump.
"Sorry did I scare you babe?" She says walking over wrapping her arms around my waist kissing me.
She called me babe. My smile is so huge right now.
"What?" She asks completely oblivious to what just happened.
"Y-you just called me babe." I say smirking.
She just smiles while shaking her head kissing me again. "Get used to it."
"I am getting used to it." I say pulling away sitting down on my bed.
She sits next to me and takes my hand in her lap playing with my fingers.
"I have a surprise for you later." I say looking at her smiling from how excited I was.
"Oh really?" She says curiously.
I nod. A song comes on that I'm not familiar with but it's a slow dance. I get up and bow sticking my hand out for her to take. "May I have this dance M'Lady?"
She laughs, "You may." I take her in my arms, my hands around her waist. Hers around my neck. We just stare into each others eyes as we slow dance. As the song ends I slowly dip her and leave a delicate kiss on her lips then bring her back up. "You amaze me everyday." She says smiling.
I laugh a little. "Sorry to cut our time short but I have to plan for your surprise later." I say with her in my arms.
"No." She says pouting. "I don't want to leave you. Can I just help instead?" She says wrapping her arms around my waist not letting go.
"Baby, it wouldn't be a surprise then." I say.
She smirks, "You called me baby."
"Get used to it." I mock her from earlier.
I kiss her one last time distracting her as I make our way to my door. "Now go." I say pushing her a little out the door.
"One more." She says looking around to se if anyone's watching then quickly kisses me a couple times then walks off smiling.
You know when you first start dating someone and you're in that stage where you can't stop being around each other or kissing each other? That's where we are. But I don't want it to stop. Ever. I hope she doesn't get tired of me.
A couple days ago when I was wandering in the woods I found this underground room type of thing. It was abandoned so I've been using it as a hangout place for myself. I've cleaned it and put a light down there. There was already a table with chairs, even a bed.
I found rose pedals from the arts and craft room and I had them in a bag in my room. There's already candles down there. I have my picnic basket in here which I'm making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. My strawberries with chocolate on them are already in the fridge in the camp kitchen so I know I don't have to worry about them. I take my bag and picnic basket and make my way to the mess hall because the kitchen is also there. I make our sandwiches and put all our food items in the basket. What does she like to drink? Shit. How do I not know this? Maybe that's what we'll talk about tonight. We'll play 20 questions because I don't even know what she likes to drink. I grab two Cokes from the fridge.
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