Light (Wesley Stromberg FanFic)

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Bailey's POV~

I slowly woke up and turned to my side to grab my phone. I checked the time, 8:30. Why was I up this early? I spread out and stretched across my bed and then noticed that it was only me in my room. Where was Wesley? Was that whole thing a dream?

'Maybe he went home late last night, after I fell asleep. And he didn't want to wake me..' I thought to myself. But why didn't he text me to tell me? What a jerk.

I slipped on a hoodie and put my slippers on to go downstairs to get some breakfast.

I turned the corner to find Wesley putting pancakes on the kitchen table.

"Morning cutie," he said smiling.

That smile meant the world to me. It was definitely the cutest thing about him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in confusion.

"Making you breakfast, duh," he said with a smirk.

"So you didn't sneak out last night?" I asked.

"Heck no, why would I do that. I loved sleeping with you in my arms," he said. He walked over to me and put his arms around my waist, pulling me in closer to him.

"Why don't you join me for breakfast?" he whispered, kissing the tip of my nose.

I nodded and followed him over to the table.

"You really didn't have to do this..." I said, feeling guilty. I can't believe that I had thought that he was a jerk because so thought he had snuck out. This boy was really something.

"Yeah I know. But I wanted to, so I did," he said.

We started eating and all I could think about is how much this kid made my heart stop. Every time I see him I get butterflies. They never go away. Was I seriously starting to get feelings for him? Well he was now my official first kiss. And I was glad that he was the person to do that.

"What are you thinking, Bailey?" he asked.

I was caught off guard. Do I tell him what I was really thinking? Tell him about all of my emotions and feelings I was starting to get towards him?

"How cute you are and how lucky I am that you're here with me," I said nervously.

He gave a slight smile and continued eating.

Wesley's POV~

"What are you thinking, Bailey?" I asked. I could tell that her mind was wandering off and I wanted to know what she was thinking about, hoping that it was about her feelings towards me.

"How cute you are and how lucky I am that you're here with me," she replied.

I gave a slight smile and continued eating. It was a plus that she thought I was cute and that she said she felt lucky. But I just wanted her to come out and say that she straight up liked me.

I had to figure out a way to make her admit it. Once she would admit it, I would ask her to be me girlfriend.

"Wanna head out to the beach today?" I asked her. This was it. That was where I would ask her to be my girlfriend.

She smiled, "Yeah, that sounds fun!"

"Okay, go get ready! I'll pick you up in 20 minutes. I have to run home and get a few things first," I said.

I ran out the door and hopped into my car. I sped home, grabbed what I needed then headed to the store.

I walked out of the store with a bouquet of roses in my hand. Roses, check. Now off to Starbucks. I ordered the drink that I usually got, hoping that she would like it. A white chocolate mocha. Starbucks, check. Now off to the jewelry store. A necklace with a 'W' hanging at the end surrounded by diamonds. A girl's best friend, check. I put everything in the trunk and headed back over to Bailey's house to pick her up.

Bailey's POV~

I waited for Wesley on my couch.

'Ding Dong'

I sprang from the couch and ran over to the door. As I swung it open I lost my breath. He looked so hot. He was wearing black trunks, a beachy white tank top and some white vans with a SnapBack.

"Damn Wes, who are you trying to impress?" I asked sarcastically.

"Hey, you called me Wes!" he said smiling.

"Well, since I know you well enough now, I guess it's alright if I call you by your nickname," I said.

I got into his car and we drove to the beach. It was only about a 30 second drive. We pulled into the parking lot right along side the beach and I hopped out.

"I'm gonna go get a snow cone. Want one?" I asked.

"Sure, sounds great," he said smiling. I ran over to the snow cone shack and asked for two blueberries, just what Wesley had ordered for us when we first met here.

I walked back over to where the car was parked. I looked up and scanned the parking lot looking for Wesley.

My mouth dropped open and the snow cones fell out of my hands.

My body became numb.