Your only one

1+1

1+1 by (Beyoncé)

Y/N'S POV:

Life, life right now has changed meaning for me, it's a little scary, I thought I already had an idea of the life I wanted to live and how I wanted to live it, but all that changed when I met Lizzie.

Being able to see a little more of her world made me really understand what I want for myself, and that scares me, not because I'm not sure, but because of all the risks that come with it.

Lizzie has become my weakness, and now I not only have to worry about her safety, but also the safety of her entire family.

That's not a burden for me. I'm happy to be able to create a safe place for them, but that doesn't mean I'm not terrified that something might happen to them.

But even the life I live doesn't make me doubt the decision I've made.

Today is an important day. My outfit is a black dress that shows off my figure just right, and Lizzie is wearing a white dress that makes her look perfect.

"Will you tell me where we're going?" she asks excitedly.

"Patience, pretty girl."

I've been planning something for a while now, every second, every minute, every hour makes my heart race faster.

Not because I'm unsure, but because this is what I want most for myself and my life.

"Are you ready?" I asked, approaching her.
"Yes, can we go now?" she asked eagerly.
"Of course."

She took my hand as if it were the place where she belonged, our fingers intertwined, and a smile appeared on my face, no matter how hard I tried to hide it.

Once we got into my car, everything felt real. She and I were in such a small space, and it felt like this was our first date. My nerves made my hands cold and sweaty. Oh, God, how I hate that feeling.

"You're being so suspicious with this surprise of yours," she said, looking at me with a smile.

I started the car and began to drive toward the garage exit.

"I'm not being suspicious, I just want you to have a good time without thinking about what will happen next," I said sincerely.

Lizzie took my hand again and put it on her lap. "Y/n, I don't know if I've told you before, but I'm so happy you took the time to bring me here to see my family."

"I'd do anything for you, baby. This was nothing," I said, giving her a sincere smile.

We drove, talking about everything and nothing. Lizzie talked about how much fun she had last night with Jess and Carter, how happy she is that her family knows me and I know them.

When I parked the car, I got out to open her door.

"Thank you, my love."

I nodded and started walking with her, my hand on her lower back guiding her to the entrance of Le Bernardini, one of our favorite restaurants here in New York.

"Oh my gosh, I haven't been here in what feels like forever," she said with a giggle.

"Well, get ready to eat some delicious food."

We entered the restaurant and most people turned to look, probably because of my fur coat or because they wanted to know who we were.

"Reservation under the name Salvatore," I said.

"Of course, this way," said the waitress, quickly leading us to our private table.

The food started arriving quickly and was delicious as Lizzie and I talked.