the only reason

Chapter 3

We arrive at the restaurant . It's a rather fancy place. It looks like an old fashioned building maybe made in the 80s or so, but it was on the river .
We walk to the front entrance and, the gentleman he is, Dylan opens the door for me . I walk in and it is so beautiful . I look up at the ceiling, where the dim lights are hanging, and it really sets the mood . This is an amazing place .

"Hold on ." A voice from behind me says . It was Dylan . His soft, attractive voice . It just gives me goose bumps hearing it .

I nod, looking over at him . He looks me up and down and puts his hand on my lower back, pulling me closer .

"reservations for Dylan O'brian ?" He asks the man sitting at the front check in desk .

"Oh yes . Right this way ." The man says, grabbing two menus and walking towards the tables .

Dylan gently leads me to walk in front of him, to follow the man . The man leads us to the back of the restaurant, and seats us . It's right next to the kitchen and bathrooms, which I don't think Dylan will approve of .

He places the menus in front of us, on the tables, and Dylan just looks at me . I look up at him, making eye contact .

"Um I didn't ask to sit here ." Dylan calls the waiter over , "sir !"

The waiter walks over to us with a face full of concern . "Yes ?"

"I asked to be seated outside ."

"Oh, I'm very sorry sir but the tables are all full outside"

"I paid for outside seating, so please ?" Dylan says raising his voice  but still trying to be polite .

"Sir, like I said . There are minimal seats out there and I apologize that they're taken ."

Dylan slams his hands on the table, standing up . He scared me a bit, to be honest . "I asked for outside seats so may I please be seated outside with my beautiful woman here ." Dylan says loudly .

"I will go get the manager and you can speak with him . Is that okay ?" The waiter says trying to calm Dylan down . I just sit there in silence .

"There is no need for that because I just want a damn table outside !" Dylan yells . I can see everyone in the kitchen, as well as the restaurant, staring at us .

"Babe ! Please sit down . This table is fine ." I say with a calm tone .

"You know I just want to make you happy, right ? And you're just taking their side already ? What the hell is wrong with you people !" Dylan yells throwing his hands on the table one more time and begins to walk away .

"I am so sorry ." I whisper to the waiter as I stand up, following Dylan . He nods in return to my apology .

I get outside to where Dylan is still walking angrily .

"Babe ." I say trying to get his attention . He doesn't turn around . "Babe !" I say louder .

Dylan stops walking and I catch up with him . I gently grab his arm as he tries to walk away .

"Babe . I'm sorry ." I whisper as he slowly turns to me . "I love you" I say .

Dylan just stands there looking down at the cemented ground .
I place my head beneath his chin, hugging him tight; holding him close . He grabs my waste, pushing me about a few centimeters away from him . Our eyes meet and he places his fingers on my chin, with his thumb caressing my cheek .

Our lips begin to touch . It feels like magic . It's almost like Everything around us freezes . Like it's us and only us here . Like the whole world is ours in just this moment . This is the first time in a while I've felt like this . The first time I've actually felt alive and recently .

Dylan separates his lips from mine and we just stare into each others eyes .

With a low captivating voice he says, "I love you more"