The Boy In Red~#wattys2015~

"Because tonight it's just you and me."

We step out of the plane and a wave of relief washes over me as I stand on more familiar ground. We head inside, to collect our bags and go through security and passport checks. As we go through the long and exasperating process, I feel as if a weight has been lifted off of my chest. I feel like I've left something behind, a piece of me and I'm never looking back.

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The soft bristles of the brush tickle my eyelid, causing me to laugh and irritate Rixanah.

"Stop moving!" She exclaims.

"But it tickles!" I respond, still laughing. Rixanah glares at me and I stop laughing, closing my eyes again.

I must seem really happy after having my childhood friend die, but I'm choosing not to think about it and focus on being happy. I choose to focus on the present and not look back, because the past is the past and I can't change what happened, I have to live with it. I'm just having a hard time dealing with that. In the 48 hours I've been back home, I've only cried like 10 times. But as long as I'm distracted, I'm okay.

Today is the day of prom. Rixanah came to mine to help me get ready, as did Bella. Bella and I became best friends in year 7, we've been friends for about 4 years now. She has long black hair, and deep pools of chocolate as eyes. She's curling my hair while Rixanah does my make up. I want loose curls and natural make up, just a bit of eyeliner and nude eyeshadow.

After a while, Rixanah and Bella both exclaim, "Done!"

Rixanah spins the chair around, so I face the mirror with my eyes closed. "Now open." She whispers into my ear.

I slowly lift my eyelids and look into the mirror, only to see a completely different person. Any signs of red or puffy eyes are gone, making it look like I didn't just go through anything traumatic. My hair is loosely curled, resting on my shoulders.

"Now go get dressed." Bella says, as Rixanah hands me my dress.

I step into the bathroom and slip on the two-piece dress. I look at myself in the mirror, the colour of the dress brings out my eyes, which now possess a certain sparkle. The dress contrasts with my light tan and the diamonds glimmer as the light falls on the dress.

"Oh. My. Gosh." Rixanah and Bella squeal as I walk out of the bathroom.

I smile at them and walk over to my dresser. I pick out a pair of silver studs and a small silver bracelet and put them on.

The sound of the doorbell resonates throughout the house and I feel the butterflies take off in my stomach.

I grab my clutch and slip on my silver heels.

"Thank you so much you guys." I say to Rixanah and Bella, hugging them.

They shoo me out of the room and I say goodbye to my mum before walking downstairs.

I take a deep breath and swing the door open.

"Hi." I whisper, all the breath knocked out of my lungs by Sam's appearance. He's wearing a black tuxedo, with a white shirt and a blue bow tie that matches my dress. His hands are in his pockets and a small white rose sits in the pocket of his tux. His hair is in it's signature quiff but it's neater, straighter. I knew he would look good in a tux but I never expected him to look this good.

"Say something." I mutter to him as he eyes me up and down.

"You.. you look amazing. No you look stunning. Wait is stunning better than amazing or is it the other way around? I'm.. I'm rambling aren't I?" He says and stops suddenly. His words make my heart swell.

I smile at him and say, "I find it cute. I put my hand into his hair, pulling him closer to me. "You don't look too bad yourself but I still dig the flowery apron."

Sam blushes and closes the gap between us, pressing our lips together.

When we pull away Sam says, "Now that's what I've been waiting for. Shall we?" Sam signals for me to take his arm, so I do and we make our way to the hall in Mill Brook County High.

We soon arrive and Sam introduces me to some of his friends:

Zach-Really funny and nice, Sam and him have been friends for 2 years. He also plays on the school basketball team and he would be perfect for Bella.

Eli-Also really kind and funny. On first impression he seems like a nerd but he's not as innocent as you think.

Tristan-Makes a lot of sarcastic comments but he's kind at heart. At least that's what I've heard. Not one to be around if you hate Public Displays of Affection.

As for Dean and Rixanah, well they disappeared a long time ago, probably looking for a make out closet.

Soon after, a slow song comes on and we head to the dance floor. I rest my head on Sam's chest as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"I noticed you're not wearing the necklace from Jake."

"Yeah, that's because tonight it's just you and me." I say raising my head.

Sam presses his lips to mine and I feel like the world could never end.

A/N: Thank you so much for the reads, comments and votes. It means so much to me. I did enter the Wattys so I would be grateful if everyone voted.

This is the last proper chapter!! *sobs quietly in the corner*. There is one more chapter but it isn't like the rest, something big happens. *wink*

If you see random updates of random chapters, it's because i'm editing them and perfecting them.

I love you all and i hope you liked the chapter. *starts bawling her eyes out*