"What should we have for dessert?" Niel asks, sitting across from you.
He hands you the menu, and you blush when your hands touch.
Hmmmmm. Nothing looks as good as you.
"How about some ice cream?" You suggest.
"Sure," He easily says, waving the waitress over. "One ice cream to split, with peaches on top please."
You watch him in awe as he names your favorite fruit. After a moment of you studying him, he speaks, now looking at you curiously. "What?"
"I just can't believe that you wanted to go on a second date with me." You mumble. "And I cant believe you're real."
He rolls his eyes at you disbelievingly. "Here. Ahhhh." He holds up a spoonful of the ice cream that was placed on the table. You envelope it in your mouth, reveling the sweetness.
"Yummy!" You exclaim happily. He grins and takes a bite himself, makng a humming noise in appreciation.
You eat the rest of the ice cream together, laughing, talking together. You feel a blossoming of happiness inside, and know you love everything about the boy sitting across from you.
His soft, shaggy, brown hair. His pretty eyes, which make you feel like you're drowning. Most of all, his pink, full lips that sheild his blinding, innocent smile.
He pays for the dinner, and takes your hand in his soft one as he leads you out to the streets. Hand in hand you walk a block to your home. You grip his hand tighter, walking slower, not wanting the sweet moment to end.
He walks you right to your door. You turn to face him, speaking quietly. "Thanks for tonight, Niel."
"You're so welcome, Nila." Then he leans forward to whisper in your ear. "Do you still believe I'm not real?" You nod shyly.
He places his lips gently on your forehead. "Now?" You nod, hesitantly now. He kisses his way to the corner of your mouth before kissing you slowly, sweetly on your lips. Your eyes close.
His hands come up, one resting on your hip, the other cupping your face. When he breaks away he rests your foreheads together, his arms holding you.
"Now do you believe I'm real?" You blink, still trying to control your breath.
He chuckles "I'll take that as a yes." You break into a smile, and hug him tightly before releasing him. He smiles back, bows, and leaves. At the end of the driveway he turns and waves.
You hear faintly in the wind "Goodnight Jagiya!"
Happy Birthday Nila!!!! <3
