#AbelIsPrettierThanAllOfÜ
*But at least I have you to rely
Even if for a short time.*
My eyes are met with a beautiful golden charm bracelet.
My jaw falls down as I take the bracelet out the box. It's so pretty, and unique.
All the charms are mini Palm trees.
That makes it extra extra special and I love it.
While I, admiring it I notice little tiny writing. I squint my eyes and read it.
je t'aime
"je t'aime?" I say horribly. "What's that?"
Abel smiles, "Um, it's French."
I give him a look to go on, "Okay, what does it mean?"
"Um, it will be better to leave it unsaid."
Ugh, all these secrets.
"Why can't you just tell me now," I whine.
"Because, I'm not ready to tell you." He says simply.
I shrug, "Fine, I'll just Google it."
"No," He says loudly.
I raise an eyebrow at him.
"I'll tell you myself, later okay."
"What's later?"
He shrugs, "A month or two."
"What," I screech. "That's way to long."
"Promise, you won't look it up or anything."
I don't understand, why I can't just look it up now. I mean if he didn't want me to know what it meant, then why did he put it on the bracelet.
I huff and roll my eyes, "Fine."
He holds his pinky out up to me, "Pinky promise."
I smile at his childish ways and link my pinky with his, "Pinky promise." I repeat.
Abel pulls me to him by my pinky and kisses me.
"Okay, now open your gift." I say when we pull away.
I put on the charm bracelet and dangle it, as Abel has a hard time unwrapping his gift.
"Why'd you put so much tape?"
"I had, to make sure it was secure." I say innocently.
"Yeah, it's secure alright."
"Hey, not everyone can wrap as good as you." I frown.
"You're right, but you can at least be close. Its like you taped the whole thing three times."
"Oh my god, give me it." I say and snatch the gift from him gently.
I rip the wrapping paper easily, and hand him the box.
And he calls himself a man.
He smiles and open the box, my heart is beating out of my chest.
I don't even know why I'm so nervous.
He opens the box and smiles widely.
He takes the chain out the box and admires it, "Babe, I love it."
My heart flutters and I sigh of relief, "Thank god." I mumble.
"How much did this cost?"
"I'm, not going to tell you."
