~Chapter twenty-eight~

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Natasha and I drove on her motorcycle. She didn't tell me what we do, she just said that she has something in mind. She parked in front of a small store and went inside, telling me to wait here. I sat on the bike, my visor open as I waited and listened to some music. After a few minutes she came back, she bought a little wooden basket too, I wasn't able to look inside as she just smiled at me.

"Can you hold it?" She asked, holding it towards me. I nodded and scooted to the back on the motorcycle to let her get on. With one hand, i held the basket while i wrapped the other tightly around her waist. She turned around and grinned before pushing down my visor and turning back to the front. We drove for about five minutes until we came to a stop near a park.

After taking off the jackets and helmets, she took the basket from me and gently grabbed my hand, leading the way. We walked over the grass, and I watched the kids play with their friends, siblings, parents, or pets. It looked so peaceful. A few couples were there, talking and laughing.

Natasha led me to a place under a big tree it was shady, so the sun wasn't burning down on us. She put the basket down and let go of my hand before she grabbed a blanket from the basket and spread it. "The price tag is still on." I chuckled. She looked over the blanket and laughed a little, "Oh," before she ripped it off in one swift movement.

She placed the blanket on the grass, and we sat down as she pulled the basket towards us. She started taking out several things. "Sooo i got us a few juices and some water. Here, we have some watermelon and strawberries. And i got some already made sandwiches." She smiled proudly, "Oh and chocolate." She pulled out two chocolate bars. I watched her as she opened them and placed them in the sun. "What are you doing?" I asked, confused as to why she wants the chocolate to melt in the heat. "It's something i saw on the internet. We can dip she strawberries in when it's melted."

We talked and laughed for a while as we ate what she got us. We got along very well, as if we were never enemies. There was something in the way she looked at me. Her green eyes were so pure and gentle. There was a big difference to when we first met. I gazed into her eyes, feeling like getting lost in them. Natasha leaned over, placing one hand on the blanket to steady herself. "Can I?" She spoke quietly as our faces were only inches apart. I looked over her features, seeing nothing but genuineness. I sat beside her, crisscross as i nodded, leaning in too. I place my hands on each side of her head, gently pulling her in to connect our lips. It was sweet and gentle, nothing rough. Our lips moved in sinc before we pulled away a few seconds later and smiled at each other.

"Your lips taste like chocolate." She chuckled. I laughed a little and leaned down, laying my head on her lap as i looked up at the sky. I felt how her hand moved to my hair, gently brushing through it with her fingers. "What are you thinking about?" Her voice was gentle and quiet, but still laced with the usual rasp.

I hum, "Nothing, i'm just enjoying this moment with you."

I hear her chuckle as she continues to run her fingers through my hair. I close my eyes, enjoying the moment and the warm breeze on my skin.

"Be my girlfriend?" She suddenly asked after some silence. It catched me off-guard, and i looked up at her, her eyes full with hope as she looked down at me, waiting.












Helloo, i know this is short. It was rushed cause i wrote it sitting in the train, i hope you still like it. Let me know what you think:)
Stay safe<3
15/08/24
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