Be Mine, Noelle

4

heyy 

long time no see

I can't lie, I was excited. No matter how much I lied and said that I was tired of Lucan, I was excited. Why else would I let some random man live in my house? I secretly love all of it, but it doesn't mean I can't be careful.

I'm going to give him a chance. One. I hope he won't mess it up.

I wore a cute white shirt, a cute jean skirt, a cute white bow, and white Mary Janes. I topped it off with some cute white angel earrings, a cute white bag, and a pearl-like necklace I found while thrifting.

Ok, cute girl.

I take a couple of pictures, feeling myself in the mirror, before walking out to meet with Lucan.

It was nine pm in Pittsburgh. I have no idea where we're going.

Lucan bit his lip as I walked him, shamelessly tracing my curves with his eyes. "Damn."

I rolled my eyes as he slowly wrapped his arms around my bare waist. "I guess that's your way of giving compliments."

Lucan grinned. "Can I get a kiss?"

I shook my head. "I'm pretty sure the first date ends with a kiss and not starts with one."

"It's different for us." Lucan said, kissing my neck.

"Get away from me," I shoved him away, giggling. "Don't you have somewhere to take me?"

He opened the door. "After you,"

I rolled my eyes and brushed past him, shaking my head.

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"Oh, Lucan, this is so nice." I said, touching my chest. I was currently on a boat decorated with candles and the view of Pittsburgh during the night, with all the beautiful lights.

"I was a little scared you'd freak out being on a boat." Lucan chuckled, sitting down beside me and handing me a pink drink.

I gasped. "It's pink," I squealed. I loved pink. It went well with my birthday. "What is this?"

"A pink whitney." Lucan said. "I know you're underage, so you'll only have one."

I pouted. "This is so cute though," I said, taking a sip. "Wow, it's...strong."

Lucan watched me ramble on and on in excitement. This was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, and I told him that.

"I think you're the most beautiful." Lucan grinned at me.

I shook my head, feeling flustered. "You're making me nervous again."

Lucan beamed. "Good, it means you're starting to like me again."

I laughed, cuddling next to him on the couch while we gazed at the stars. "Thank you, for this. I didn't know how romantic and pretty a boat date would be."

"Exactly why I didn't tell you it was a boat date." He mused.

I laughed, feeling a bit dizzy. "I think the alcohol is getting to my head,"

Lucan hummed. "Maybe I should have found another appropriate pink drink for you. It's quite obvious your tolerance is low."

"It is not!" I smacked his chest.