Skyla POV
My hands trembled with excitement as my eyes tracing along the page from one side to other then down then across then down again. I could feel the joy coming up through my toes, filling my legs, bubbling inside my stomach and then soaring out through my mouth up into the air letting out a scream of excitement. Dylan obviously couldn't tell that as he came running up towards me with a baseball bat in his hand and a knife in the other.
'God you're cute' I yell out to Dyl
'WHATS WRONG BABE' he says in a cheeky voice as he whips me up into his arms.
'LISTEN TO THIS' I scream probably too loud as I notice Dylan tense up. He plops down onto the bean bag with an eager grin splattered on his face.
'Okay okay okay so Charlie left me this letter that RYLEE as in the rylee left for her. IN HIS HOODIE. I mean come on how romantic is that'
'I'M TAKING YOU TO PARIS' he screeches.
I reassuringly kiss his cheek trying not to burst out laughing.
'Okay so uhm I've written this letter about 10 times today. I just can't seem to get the words right and I want this, need this to be perfect. I don't think you would remember but just over 2 years ago I kinda saved your life. I assume you were trying to save your boyfriend's but I didn't see it happening and I couldn't let you die aswell. I saw the details of Harry's funeral in the newspaper. I felt like I owed it to him to come but I didn't think I would be wanted there. I still came, I stood at the back just able to hear. I saw you sitting there, off in another world. You're cheeks stained with billions of tears. I just wanted to wrap my arms around you and never let you go. I saw you walk up. I saw you fall down. I followed you to the hospital. I stayed outside your door for 3 weeks. Watching you. Making sure you were safe. My family was leaving to go on holidays. I kept on refusing to go but it didn't make any difference, I had to leave. I brought you flowers. I saw you wake up. I may have even saved your life a second time. But for two years you have never left my mind. The image of your hospitalised face stuck in my brain. You're crusty lips, eyes coated in fairy dust (note: that's what I call sleep dust or whatever that you get in the corner of your eye ahaha) cold, pale hands. I even brushed your hair one time for you when it started to turn into dreadlocks. But still that's not the point. The point is from the moment I saw you, I wanted you, I had to have you or my life would never be complete. That day I left you in the hospital was the day that i thought I had lost all my chances of ever being with you. Until now that is. At first i thought I was hallucinating but I wasn't. It was you, it was really you. Charlie Grace Mortez was right here, right near me.'
'Theres all this other stuff but I KNOW WHY CHARLIE DIDNT SAY GOOBYE TO ME!'
'WELLLL honey are you gonna tell me?' Dylan actually seems interested which well it's different ahaha but I like it
'COME ON WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY'
'yeh yeh sorry Dylan uhm I'll just skip to the end.
If you believe we can become something. We can be something. We can create an us. Then meet me were it all began. The train leaves at 12:50. If you don't show I promise you won't have to see me again. Sincerely your biggest admirer Rylee xxx'
'HOW CUTE IS THAT' I say into Dylan's face
'You're cute'
He reaches his hand up towards my face gliding it along my jaw before he brings out heads together. I wanna spend the rest the afternoon kissing him but well WE'RE GOING TO PARIS!!!! I slowly edge away keeping our lips locked together before I pull away and run down the hall to grab my bags.
I faintly hear him call out 'BUT BABYYYYY PLEASE'
With the biggest smile plastered on my face. I reply back
'WE'RE GOING TO PARIS FOR 3 WEEKS YOU THINK WE'RE GONNA SPEND ALL THAT TIME SIGHT SEEING!'
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SORRY ITS SHORT AND THAT I HAVENT UPDATED ALL WEEK! Just have had some stuff going on. My cousins are up for the weekend as it's Fathers Day!! So I won't update again weekend but I'm publishing a new book soon!!!!!
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