I'm In Love With The Football Player

18. What Do You Mean Paris?

Bree's P.O.V~
I put on a coral pink long dress and look at myself in the length-long mirror.
I never put on dresses unless it was for a football gala reunion or for another special occasion. This was one of the special occasions.

I am quite curious as to what Zac will do tonight. He said it was romantic and the only romantic thing he has done until now was kiss me under the stars.

I grab my keys and open the front door.
"Marcy!" I shout to our maid. "I'm going out! Tell mom and dad that i'll be back."
I shut the door before she could answer me and I walk to my car. I open the door to the drivers seat and sit down. It takes me a moment to get my dress inside the car and fix it without it being all wrinkled when I get to Zac's house.
I start the car and exit the drive way. I get a call. I look at the name and see that it's Cale. I answer it.
"What do you want?" I ask turning left on the corner.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a smoothie," he says. "You know, like old times."
"We're not dating, Cale." i remind him stopping at a stop light. "I'm driving, i'm hanging up now."
"What could you possibly be doing that is better than hanging out with me?" He asks.
"I have a date with Zac," i tell him. "Goodbye."
"You're still with him?" He asks.
"Goodbye, Cale." I say getting tired of his voice.
I end the call and throw my phone on the passenger seat. A few minutes later i arrive at Zac's house and notice him standing in the doorway with a suit and a bouquet of red roses. I stop in front and get out of the car, walking nervously to him.
"My lady, you dinner awaits." He says handing me the flowers.
"Zac, what is all this?" I ask taking the flowers.
He doesn't answer me. He just stretches out his hand and I grab it, entwining our fingers.

We enter his house and there is a track of rose pedals showing me my way.
"Follow the red track." Zac says exiting the house.
I stand there confused but do as he says.
I walk all thru out the house until the tack leads me to the back yard where the path ends and I see Andrew with a wine bottle in hand. He was wearing a suit and he looked more uncomfortable than me in this dress.
I walk to him.
"Let me show you your table." He says walking towards a table.
He pulls out the chair and I sit down.
"Andrew what is going on?" I ask.
He doesn't answer either, but instead shows me the wine bottle. "Would you like some wine?"
"I-I'm kind of medication right now and wine will only make it worse." I tell him.
"Don't worry, it's just fancy grape juice." He whispers and pours some into the wine glass in front of me.
"Seriously thought Zac would forget that?" He asks. "Really, he knows every little detail about you."
"Thats enough, Andrew." Zac sounded annoyed.
He walked up to us and sat down.
"Right." Andrew said and snapped his fingers. Zac's little sister came with a cart with two plates of pasta and some cheese. She placed the plates in front of us and sprinkles some cheese to out plate.
"Bon appetit." Andrew said before walking away from us.
. . .
"Dessert?" Andrew asks giving us a plate of store bought cake and cookies.
"Thank you, Andrew." Zac and I said in unison.
We laughed and proceeded to eat out dessert.
"How was it?" Zac asks.
"The cake was good." I say taking a bite of my cookie.
"I mean the date." Zac says. "How was the date?"
"The date was great." I say smiling.
"There is still more." Zac says.
"What could possibly make this date better?" I ask.
"I don't know." Zac says. "Maybe extra dessert, a secret present, a promise ring, i bought some tickets to paris, more extra dessert-"
"Wait, you bought some tickets to Paris?" I ask confused and excited at the same time.
He takes out two tickets and hands them to me.
"Why?" Is all I can ask.
"Because it was the last on your bucket list and I wanted you to accomplish it.
"Zac!" I shout and throw me at him. We fall backwards and laugh. I look at his eyes and notice happiness in them. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine. We were kissing on the floor.
"Get a room!" Andrew asks from inside the house.
We laugh and I just think of the crazy miracle that i'm going to Paris!