Fake Dated - Marcel Styles Fanfic

Chapter 27

Tiana's POV

After a good 3 hours of driving as I slept the last 2 hours because of jet lag, Marcel finally stopped the car, woke me up and held up a blindfold.

"What's with that?" I said.

"Wear it," he replied as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just wear it. It's a surprise," he said, smiling as I shook my head.

"No," I said as Marcel furrowed his eyebrows.

"Why?" he said.

"I don't want to wear it." I replied.

"Just tell me why, I mean, it's just for a while--"

"I said no!" I said sternly which startled Marcel and dropped the blindfold.

Great. Nice work on a first date, Tiana.

After a few moments of silence, Marcel just got out of the car and opened my car door for me, still keeping his cool. He then held my hand and led me to a pavilion near a lake house which revealed a beautifully prepared round table with two chairs topped with food and two glasses of champagne. I stared at it in awe as Marcel looked down, feeling disappointed. Still, he led me to the staircase of the pavilion and pulled out a seat for me which I then sat down silently until he sat down and started to speak.

"Tiana, I-I..." he started but then sighed "I hope you like the food.." he said as I looked down and nodded.

We ate silently and I must admit, the food tasted amazing-- which made me feel even much guiltier knowing he prepared all of this stuff for me but I just ruined it just because I won't wear a freaking blindfold.

We finished eating but we didn't eat much-- with this kind of situation. He then checked his watch and bit his lower lip.

"I-It's getting late now.." he said as I checked my watch realizing it's almost 10pm. "I-I should take you home now.." he added, standing up.

I then stood up as he held my hand and by the time I stepped on the last step of the staircase with Marcel on the ground, I then stopped my tracks.

"Marcel?" I said as he turned around with shy eyes.

"Y-Yeah?" he stuttered as I bit my lower lip and looked down.

"I'm sorry.." I started. "I just didn't want to be blindfolded because I easily panic when it comes to that.. I-I'm agoraphobic, Marcel.." I said as he stared at me questioningly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he said as I held my left arm with my right hand.