Lay All Your Love

ch 4

The competition was today, the day that I was waiting for after practicing with my spinster. But the only thing on my mind was afterwards meaning the big romantic date. I know it sounds really girlish of me to be standing in my room eyeing my closet going through all clothing looking for the most beautiful, stupendous, dress to change into after. The items of clothing that I had were all that he saw everyday. Nothing new. Great. My thoughts get interrupted by Grams.

"Hey, my beautiful dancer."

I turn my head towards her.

"Hey." As she walks to me.

"I believe that you need my assistance and my intuition was right. Is this about your date with Will?" I nod my head. "I see. Let me guess you want an outfit that'll wow him because he is smitten with you no matter what you wear and loves you for who you are."

I smile.

"You know I had the same matter when I was your age my dear. With your papaw."

"You did?"

"Yes." She moves us to sit at my makeup table and brushes my hair softly and it's the best moment that I have with her because it reminds me of my late mother who did the same to me when I was little. The scent of lavender perfume, her smiles, laugh and her outfit that she wore: the fuzzy blue sweater, and black slacks that's super comfy. With her hair in a slick bun and her favorite strawberry chapstick. Every time my grams say something it reminds me of her and especially how my laugh and eyes are from her. Grams smiles.

"The best piece of advice is that breathing exercises are always good. But the amount of time that you and Will always do your usual dates with the special appearance of me and Isabela too. Which I always love when he treats for all of and gives us the royal treatment. It's one of the reasons why I know he's good for you. Unless you think that tonight will be something special and memorable."

"Grams, I doubt that will ever happen tonight. And I know all about 'the talk', it's burned in my brain. Since you told me all the aspects and the outcome which is scary but others are excited." I say wave my hand in the air dramatically.

"That's good but remember it's your choice and when you are ready. You know what ever happens. I will always be here for as long as I'm blessed to be a part of your life and raise you just like your own child. Even though you are my granddaughter."

"Yes grams, I'm blessed to have you here and being super cool along with Coulson and Fury. That has been there since that day, especially on holiday visits or surprise occasions." I smile as she finishes up my hair a few strands around my face. (I.e. the picture above).

"You look breathtaking, my dear." As she finishes my touches with a pink blush and red lipstick in my mulberry dress that comes down to my knees with my black boots with rose like straps, pantyhose.

"My my. My dear Claire, the spinning image of her mom. *As she spins me towards the mirror which feels like the scene in Burlesque where Tess does Ali's makeup. That's how I felt in this moment. It was amazing and beautiful.

"Grams please, you look like you're gonna cry." I grab her a few tissues while She dries her eyes.

"Sorry. you just look so beautiful and it's amazing how well of a young lady that you are and was raised well." She says softly. "Especially with the necklaces that you layered up along with the star earrings." I hug her while she strokes my  hair.

"You don't have to be sorry and you're allowed to feel any emotion." I smile as I pull back afterwhile.

"Just so beautiful. I guess sometimes I remember you're a young lady now. It just seems like yesterday you were performing your pieces to me in the living room with your props." I smile and chuckle as she lists off my many silliest kid memories of little me until the door rings which we gracefully answer the door as grace the stairs. Which is revealed to be the one and only Nick Fury.