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After quite a bit of tweaking our awkward lives to make them a pinch more interesting, Louis stood up. He brushed off his knee-cut trousers and smiled.

   "Would you like to go outside?" he smirked, holding out his dry palm. I slid my lips to the side and accepted his hand. Although he wasn't a wizard, his touch sparked like magic. I would never call this love, but definitely, maybe, a huge magic show pulled off by an unintended magician.

    "That would be splendid." I grinned, standing up. We danced through a crowd of waltzing idiots, attempting to see the exit. A guard stopped us before we could release ourselves.

     "Where are you going?!" the guard yelled.

     "The garden." Sir Tomlinson replied. The guard bowed in apology, then let us escape.

     What dumb bums!

      Louis started to lead me to the garden, but a hoarse voice made him and I freeze.

     "Food?" the little girl inquired, a spark of hope in her hazel eyes. The girl was- well, to what my Mum referred to as- a peasant from the village. She had braids of chestnut coloring, pale and dirty skin, horrid dental hygene, and she was about 4' 3". She couldn't have been older than eight.

      "Sorry, love." I poked at my dress, hinting I couldn't have stown away any pastries.

       "It's okay," Sir Tomlinson said, digging through his coat pockets. He spared gold to the little girl. "Here." He grinned, then tassled with the girl's hair. He walked a few paces back to me and fumbled with my hand. I giggled a bit and then lassoed  my fingers around his. I turned to face a clearing in the trees. I tugged on Lou's arm and dragged him through the familiar clearing. His jaw dropped as he saw the narrow pond, lilypads floating about.

          "Wow." Louis cooed, observing the weeping willow tree's branches, the magnificent texture of the bark and the roots. We both glanced around, taking in the daisies and sunflowers.

          "My Dad took me here." I whisper, a slight smile cast on my face. Louis was mind-blown.

        "He arranged this?" Louis inquired.

        "I did." I finished speaking, then sat by the pond.

       Just marvelous. Just Sir Louis Tomlinson and I, Ameliana White.

          Just splendid.

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