" Are we there yet?" I asked.
" No. but we're close. just be patient." he assured me.
" Can I at least know where we are going?"
" No. it's a surprise."
" Fine." I said, giving up with the questions.
" You wanna listen to music?" He asked.
I hooked up my phone and put on beats music. I felt like listening to some p!atd. so I put it on that and shuffle. One of me and Tyler's favorite songs by them came on.
( bold-Tyler, italics- sage, regular- both)
You've got these little things
That you've been running from
You either love them or I guess you don't
You're such a pretty thing
To be running from anyone
A vision with nowhere to go
So tell me right now
You think you're ready for it
I wanna know
Why you got me going
So let's go
We'll take it out of here
I think I'm ready to leap
I'm ready to live
I'm ready to go
Get me out of my mind
Get me out of my mind
I'm ready to go
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
" Hey we're here, close your eyes." he said turning down the music.
He got out and I closed my eyes.
Why was he taking forever? Did he leave? Was this all a trick?
" Okay, don't be scared I'm going to guide you." he said opening my door.
He led me for a while till we suddenly stopped.
" Okay............ open."
I opened my eyes. it was the park we had our first date in. we were at the dock we sat at. there was fairy lights lining the dock and a picnic at the end of it.
" Tyler............ this is beautiful." I said.
" Come on, let's enjoy this." he said.
We held hands as we walked down the dock to the picnic.
It was incredible. the little picnic was magical. all of it waste.
" Hey, I brought something with us." Tyler said, pulling out his guitar from behind him.
He started playing his guitar.
( bold-Tyler, italics- sage, regular- both)
Lazy lover, find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did, I could see it
Whiskey princess
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend, I understand
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day, kiss the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand-grenade
Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day, kiss the pain away
To your radio
You take me over, I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before, but this one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling, calling out to you for more
The value of this moment lives in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day, kiss the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand-grenade
Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day, kiss the pain away
To your radio
I'm on my toes, and there she goes again.
The final throes of summer time well spent
Oh, there she goes
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day, kiss the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand-grenade
Oh, aren't you sick of sleeping alone?
We're salty on a summer day, kiss the pain away
To your radio
Ohh
Tyler played out the last cords of the song. There was a silence for a moment. we stared into each others eyes for a moment.
" I love you." I said.
" I love you too." he said.
We leaned in closer and closer till the distance closed and our lips met.
We soon stopped and looked up in the sky.
" Look, make a wish." I said.
There was a shooting star. I made a wish.
The star escaped our sight. Tyler looked over at me.
" What did you wish for?" He asked.
" I can't say or else it won't come true. I'll tell you when it does though." I said.
I looked at the time on my phone.
" We should head back." I said.
He checked his phone.
" Shit. your right." he said.
We gathered up the picnic and drove back home.
Before we got out of the car I stopped Tyler.
I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
" Thanks for tonight. it was amazing." I said.
" Your welcome. take it as a apology for spilling smoothie on your shirt." he said.
I laughed. he was talking about when we met in person for the first time.
We got out of the car and walked inside.
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The girl with scars (a munchingbrotato fanfic) (MAJOR EDITING UNDERWAY)
FanficSage has alway wanted to be accepted and felt loved, But she knows nobody will accept her; she too weird. too different. and thats what shes been taught for the seventeen years shes been alive. Until she meets a guy who understands her and makes her...
