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Chapter 5: One more surprise...

You must've thought he would've taken me out for some romantic location in the outskirts of the city.

Wrong.

He brought me to commercial street. Now I know why he had that naughty smile. I mean it's commercial street! God! I hate shopping and he just has to bring me to the street lined with all the famous clothing boutiques to get me a dress. Great!

"Um... No. It's all missing something. Show me something different... Something special for my angel..." he rejected the beautiful red knee length dress that the sales girl was showing.

I think this is the thousandth dress that he rejected and I'm not even exaggerating. We've been to two other boutiques and this is the third boutique. Gawd this is so frustrating.

If he let me choose, I'd just settle for a simple shirt and jeans. But no, his angel deserved the best. His angel, his angel, his angel. The name that usually sets me blushing red has now changed my face color red with anger.

"Sean, that's enough... I'm going to Nike to see some of the shoes okay..."

"You'll be fine on your own?" he turned abruptly.

"What am I, in kindergarten?" I rolled my eyes,"I'll be in there for the next hour or so looking at the shoes ok. I'll meet you a McDonald's after that."

"Hm... Call me immediately if you need me." he said reluctantly. He still isn't satisfied, I can see it in his eyes. But I can't sit and explain everything to him.

I walk out of the boutique and gush of cold air hits my face. Or is it actually hot air feeling cold against my skin. I don't care I just need to get out of this place.

I walk down the street and get myself some cotton candy for the walk. I walk like an carefree kid, holding my candy close and avoiding the crowd. People bump into me but I walk on. Finally I reached the showroom.

It's not even been two minutes in the shop and I already love the place. Look at all the sporty stuff, I mean yeah I'm on the school's track team and I absolutely love Nike shoes.

"May I help you mam?" the over sweet tone of one of the salesman chimed in.

"Nothing just looking around. I'll be coming back for the shoes. Just came window shopping."

He walks away. The next half hour was spent admiring the shoes on display. I was just thinking that finally Sean has stopped worrying about me my phone rings and it's him.

"Hey, you're still there at Nike?"

"Yeah..."

"I'm just at the door."

I hang up and turn to see him waving at me. He's holding a big bag with the boutique's symbol and name printed on it. Gawd I hope the dress didn't cost much.

"Hey.... Liked any of these shoes? If you want we could get a pair" he smiled.

"Nah... What's the use? I can't run anymore anyway..." I said in a sad tone.
I was obviously sad okay. I love running track, but because of this stupid sickness I'm supposedly having I'm not allowed to do anything strainous. Anything that would would cause physical exertion.

"How about some doughnuts then?"

"I thought we were going to McDonald's "

"Krispy creme is just a few minutes down the road "

"Ok..."

We walk to McDonald's before we get to Krispy creme and get some burgers.

"Hey, get something for dinner too." I shouted.

"I have something else in mind for dinner."

"Ok... Sure..."

I was starving from morning. I had to write a two hour geography paper okay and I just had a pack of chips in the afternoon. So I've practically had nothing except chips and cotton candy for lunch.

If Sean gets to know that I didn't eat, he'll have a crazy fit. Yeah he told me to take care of myself, to eat on time and a bunch of other rules were listed. But unless he tells me why this is happening to me, how can I take care of myself?

At the same time it is also about me trusting him. I don't want him to think I don't trust him enough that's why I'm keeping quiet. But soon I'm sure my patience is going to run out my curiosity will get the better of me.

But right now I'm out with my amazing boyfriend and I'm going to enjoy myself.

We ate our burgers talking about the things that happened this week. Before the weekend I hadn't met him because of my exams. And the weekend had been quite busy for both of us with the trips to the hospital, and I had been in no state to talk.

I told him about all my exams, how I screwed some up and how I aced some of it. Which teacher came for invigilation and what they talked to me. How my friends were and etc etc etc....

This is why I love him...

He patiently listens to all my ranting and also questions meeting about them, like he actually cares about what I'm talking. Not like those guys who pretend to listen but don't actually listen.

I love him.

"You done with that?" he asked

"Yup... Let's go..." I got up.

"Wait..." he took his phone and went to the side. It looks like he's...

Arguing? What's this now? I hope it's not anything to do with my treatment.

He took my treatment too seriously. Kept calling me up day and night to check up on how I'm feeling. Setting my doctors appointment and all that was done by him. He actually screwed the nurse for being rude to me.

Now, he's arguing again. With who? I don't know. Gawd save this guy.

"Let's go..." he came back after a few more minutes of talking.

We reached his house in another hour and I collapsed on the couch. I switched on the track t.v and started watching The middle on romedy now.

"Sweetie, you tired?" he sits down beside me and pulls me into him.

"No. Just kinda not used to the walking..." I layed my head on his chest and sighed.

"Well I have a surprise for you today." he smiled.

"What is it?" I asked unable to contain my excitement.

"It won't be a surprise if I tell you what it is angel... Go put on the dress we bought today... I'll be waiting for you..."

And with that he stood up and went up to his room.

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