Kyle drove me to his house so he could pick up a jacket.
"We never officially hung out aside from that day we went to Chuck E. Cheese's," he says.
"Wow, that was a long time ago. How long as it been?" I say.
"Only a two months," he laughs.
He put on a jacket and we walk to the creek behind his house.
"You know how this creek leads to a forest?" he says.
"Yeah?" I say.
"Just follow me," he says eagerly and grabs my hand.
I follow behind him and he leads me under branches and over rocks until my feet felt like they were going to fall off.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Stop here. Close your eyes," he says.
This boy is so cute.
He takes me deeper into the forest, until he tells me to open my eyes.
The forest is filled with fairy lights on every branch of every tree. In the middle is an open area with a barely sturdy table with a black rose and two empty plates.
"Kyle Spencer, no," my voice breaks and I take him in for a hug. The tightest hug I could ever give.
"Zoe Benson, yes," he laughs and kisses me on the forehead. "I planned this for you. Sit down."
He goes behind a tree and puts on an acoustic guitar.
This boy is too much.
He starts strumming his guitar and I instantly want to cry of happiness.
"I love how your eyes close
Whenever you kiss me
And when I'm away from you
I love how you miss me
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me
I love how your heart beats
Whenever I hold you
I love how you think of me
Without being told to
I love the way your touch is always tenderly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me
I love how your eyes close
Each time that you kiss me
And when I'm away from you
I love how you miss me
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly
But darling most of all
I love how you love me."
[This song is called I Love How You Love Me by Neutral Milk Hotel]
Little tears fall out of my eyes and I collapse in his arms.
"That was so sweet, oh my gosh," I say. "I'm speechless."
"I've only been working on it for a few days, I'm not that good, but..." he says.
"It was perfect, Kyle. I love you," I say and shut him up with a kiss on his soft lips.
Time froze around us. The delicate sound of the forest surrounded us, and sends chills of tranquility down my spine.
"How did you plan this? I was the one who invited you to hang here," I ask.
"I actually started setting this up yesterday, and planned to surprise you on your birthday. But then I looked at you and thought: Damn. How did I get so lucky?" he says and pulls me in for another hug.
"That's so sweet, Kyle. I'm the lucky one, here," I say.
"Don't worry, I got something bigger planned on your birthday," he states with a smirk.
Until that day, I'll think every day about how blessed I am. I don't need the Coven, anyways. I have the love of my life here with me. For once, everything is going the way I want.
He pulled out a stereo from under the table and pressed play.
"I kinda sorta made a playlist of every love song I have on my phone that reminds me of you," he shyly smiles and rubs the back of his neck.
"I honestly can't take in how amazing you are," I say and pull him in for a dance. "I actually made one, too; you're not alone."
"Maybe we can listen to yours when we get home," he winks.
To the sound of the soft acoustic music, we swayed along to the slow beat in the middle of the twinkling forest. Never in a million years would I think I would ever deserve this much love from a perfect person like Kyle. Kyle Spencer, the boy who is being paid by my crazy amazing foster mother to wipe away my natural powers.
I'm starting to wish I was a normal person like Kyle. He's such a precious, innocent human being who doesn't deserve a crazy bastard like me with some demented witch powers.
"Violet, I want you to know that you're absolutely beautiful," he lifts my chin up. "Don't let anybody else including yourself tell you otherwise."
Somehow, I know that he can read my every facial expression.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"I'm a psychology major. I know everything," he says with a smile.
"I love you. I don't tell you enough," I say and rest my head on his shoulder.
We dance endlessly until the sun sets and my cries soften. Not a whisper in the wind is heard.
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FanfictionZoe Benson is just a witch from a coven. Her dreams of being a YouTuber are crushed when the government comes across her videos and take her into custody because of the danger she may cause. When she is given a foster home, her foster mom hires a th...
