chapter 7
When we arrived Dylan quickly ran round the other side to my door and opened it for me. "May i take you're hand" he smiled "of course" I was shocked to where we where. We where I looked up at the sign, it read "Yule place I bet my mouth was hanging open. "Come on lets go in" Dylan chuckled. We where now inside and heading towards the counter. A girl about are age stood behind the counter, as she saw us coming she lowered her shirt a bit so you could quite obviously see her cleavage, she smiled sweetly at Dylan but scowled at me. "Resivations under Martin" Dylan spoke up, "come this way please, ill be your waitress for this evening" she spoke not takeing her eyes off Dylan. When we at our table "what's wrong" Dylan said in a conserned. "nothing why" I questioned. "You just seem agitated" "nothing" I lied "ok" Dylan replied obviousley not beliving me.
After the meal witch Dylan insisted on paying for, we got into my car. As we drove along I started to drift off but I made sure I had a tight grip on Dylan's hand. Never planing to let go. I woke up to the car stoping but I looked around to not be in my familia surondings but in a funny smelling car. I sat up and started to panick "you relise your a really deep sleeper" I turned my head to see Dylan on the other side of the car. I sit up sleepily and take in the unfamiliar surroundings: there's a few resturants and little shops along the cobbled pavement. It's a beautiful day: the sun shining brightly, birds singing, people walking around chatting and laughing together. I turn back to Dylan who's lips are edging into a playful smile. "Dylan, where the heck are we?!" I ask smiling back nervously. "Well, we are here." He replies winking at me, sending shivers down my spine. "Yeah, but where exactly is 'here'?" I ask and he laughs softly and simply says "Italy."
I smiled and jumped in to his arms "THANK YOU" I screamed in his ear. "Anything for my baby" he whispered back.
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Unforgettable (Re-writing)
RomanceJust to clarifie my story isn't strongly cautioned it just doesn't let me change the age thing any way. In the next couple of hours I was Snuggled up and lying on the sofa, I rested my left arm over Dylan’s stomach. My head lied on his chest agains...
