Promise.

Chapter Twelve

Maybe?

I let my years flow freely as I scrolled past all the pictures I had with Slate. Ever since he appeared to save me from the tree, my life turned for the better. I have always known that he is an amazing person and that he wouldn't dare to hurt me as my father did, he has proven it over and over again. Even when I know that I feel exactly the same way, I am still scared of showing and telling him that I love him. What do I do?

"Scotty?" Slate's voice flew through the bus. "Princess, we are here, we need to send your mom her selfie, and then I need you to help us with a video,"

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath and trying to regulate my breath. "Coming," I croaked and I winced, it was obvious that I had been crying.

"Shit Scotty!" Slate exclaimed and in a second he was standing right next to me, holding me in his strong embrace. "Why are you crying, princess?" He questioned as he rocked me back and forth. I sniffled trying to reply only for him to hold me tighter when he saw the pictures I was staring at.

"Slate," I whispered trying to face him. "Please don't jump to conclusions," I held his face with my trembling hands. "It is not that I don't like you, Slate, because I do. I like you a lot-" I couldn't even finish talking because Slate had pressed his lips against mine.

Once my brain registered what was going on, I closed my eyes and tried to match Slate's intensity. It wasn't my first kiss, but damn it sure felt like it was the very best kiss ever. I could feel all of Slate's emotions in the kiss, love, adoration, and sweetness all in one. He pressed closer to him, and I transferred my hands towards his hair, as he held my face, and started caressing my cheeks with his thumbs. Our mouths slightly opened as we tasted each other, and I could taste the salt of the tears that had not so long ago I was shedding.

Slate pulled out and rested his forehead in mine; I could still feel his hot breath over me. The kiss had been so amazing that I didn't want it to end, so I leaned in once again and kissed Slate. This time I knew what was going on, and we kept kissing, Slate ever so carefully begging me for entrance that I gladly gave him, to explore each other. It was the perfect kiss.

"Slate! Man, why on earth are you taking so lon- Oh Woah!" Brian's voice ruined the moment and I immediately pulled out and hid my face on Slate's chest.

I felt Slate chuckle as he embraced me once again. "We'll be out in a minute Brian," Slate sighed, annoyed that he had ruined our moment. "Just make sure that everything is ready,"

"Yeah, sure, sure," Brian replied and I am sure that he was smirking. "Sorry for interrupting, oh and Scot? Way to go!" He laughed and I heard his footsteps, meaning that he left us alone.

Slate took in a deep breath and placed a kiss on my head. "He's gone now princess," He spoke sweetly and pulled me out of his embrace so that he could stare at me. I blushed again and I was about hide my face with my hands, but he was faster and prevented me from doing so. "Look at me Scotland," He ordered and I had no choice but to obey. "You are the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen. It took me so long to actually accept the fact that I need you more than just my best friend, I need you to be my everything, and I need you to be only mine,"

I couldn't help but gulp, and I couldn't help but feel tears in my eyes again. "I'm so scared Slate," I whispered and he held me closer. "I'm so scared of not being the person you would want-"

"Don't even consider finishing that sentence or thought Scotty," Slate chuckled as he lifted my head. "you don't have to be scared. I'm not leaving you, ever! I promise you that. I will always be with you, you are the person that I love, and I wouldn't change anything about you, because you are the most perfect person. I am in love with Scotland Inn, the girl who got stuck on a tree,"

I laughed as I hugged him. "And I love you Slate Hunter, the boy who saved me,"

Slate sighed and kissed my temple. "Are you giving me a chance?" He whispered and I nodded.

"I'm giving you a chance," I whispered before kissing him once again.

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I couldn't help but laugh as I ran away from Brian, as we were playing tag once again, and I was trying to run away from him. Ronald was thrown playing on his phone, as he claimed that we were being too childish and he didn't do childish...

"HELP!" I shouted as I jumped a table and stumbled away.

I knew that Slate was hiding somewhere because I hadn't seen him in a while. I ran faster as I heard Brian too close behind me, and I had to find a way to get rid of him.

Once I got to the hallway I opened Slate's dressing room door and left it ajar so that Brian thought I hid myself there and kept running towards his dressing room. I panted as I closed the door behind me, and crawled away from the door.

"Princess?" Slate chuckled and I looked around for him.

"Slate?" I replied. "What on earth are you doing here?"

"I'm hiding," Slate chuckled as he pulled me towards him. "What are you doing?" He whispered and slipped his hands around my waist.

"Hiding," I grinned and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"FUCK!" Brian shouted. "SLATE AND SCOTLAND COME OUT!" We both laughed and ran over behind the couch to hide. "I swear to God that if you are inside my dressing room, you are both dead," Brian said as he opened his dressing room. "Scot?" He questioned. "Slate?"

I was having a fit of laughter, and I could swear that Brian would soon discover us. But Slate was fast enough to kiss me, making me stop laughing.
"I heard your giggle Scot- Shit, not again!" Brian whined and we both pulled out laughing. "Are you like a happy couple now?"

"Maybe?" I said in a low voice making Slate tickle me.