CHAPTER 6
***Marcel's POV***
I continue to drive to where I'm taking Kristen. She is getting so impatient. I just laugh at her attempt to find out where we're going.
"Open the glove box. There is something in there that is for you." I say and she does it quickly looking through all of it. I finally notice she thinks its a present and is getting frustrated not finding it.
"Where Marcel? I don't see anything but, this blindfold and..........oh I get it now its the blindfold huh?" She ask me and I nod in laughter. She just looks at me as I drive.
"You going to put it on? Cause I'm going to stop right here and wait for you to put it on. So hurry up or we're going to be late." I say pointing to my watch and look at her. She does a loud sigh and puts the blindfold on. I continue to drive and she is just squirming around like a child would.
I bust into laughter and turn the car off. She starts to pull at the blindfolds but, I smack her hand softly not letting her look.
"Ouch my hand hurts. That hurt why did you hit me?" She ask and I get everything out for us and run and set the picnic up before she peeks. I come back and I hold her hand helping her walk to where i have the picnic at.
"You can take the blindfolds off now. Just not too fast cause you might faint." I say laughing at my comment. She slowly starts to take the blindfolds off. I'm standing in front of her with a rose in my hand.
She gasp and hugs me tightly. "Marcel is this all for me? I love it a lot. No one has ever done this for me. How did you have it set up already?" She ask and I just start to blush really bad.
"Go enjoy the view love." I tell her and we sit down enjoying the view of the sunsetting on the beach. We sit there for about 10 minutes just watching the sunset. She entwines her fingers in mine as she lays her head on my shoulder as I bring her closer to me.
"Marcel are we going to eat? Cause I'm kinda hungry you know.'" She say and we both start to laugh. I nod and grab us both a sandwich. We eat our sandwiches and talk about random things and play around.
"Want to go somewhere else? Cause this is only part of the surprise." I say and she has a smile from ear to ear. I love this smile. I hope she never shares it with someone else besides my family and me.
"Yeah. Can we go now or is it later?" SHe ask and gets up shaking the sand that is on dress. She is so beautiful. How did I get a friend like her? I continue to stare at her and watch her every move she takes. She does these little spins and leaps.
"Marcel you there?" She ask waving her hands in front of my face. I get snapped out of my thoughts and nod. I get up and give her hand so I could take her back to the car. We run to the car and jump in. I start the car up remembering the stuff is still on the beach.
"Crap." I yell and run out of the car to go and get it. I pick it all up and throw it in the trunk and run back to my side. I get in and smile at Kristen. She smiles back and grabs my hand. I pull out of the parking spot and head to our next destination.
***Kristen's POV***
Wow Marcel is so sweet to me. I actually think I love him. He is giving me the best Saturday ever. I couldn't ask for more just to be with Marcel is the best. He continues to drives to our mysterious destination. I'm getting so anxious trying to figure out where were going. Marcel reaches into his pocket and grabs something out. He hands it to me. I look at it trying to see what it is. Ohh great its these things again. I thought I didn't have to wear them again.
"Marcel d-" I start to ask him but, he cuts me off.
"Do you want to go there or go home, cause I'm fine with both choices." He says and I just sigh loudly and put the blindfolds on again. I bring my knees up to my chest and put my face on my knees waiting to get there.

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