*Mia's POV*
I left work, smiling to myself. I'm on my way home, to get ready to go to the mall, with Jon and Chelsea. I get in my car, and start driving. The traffic was crazy, and it was annoying me. I swereved through the cars, hurrying home.
I get there, and run in. I go upstairs, and quickly change into some skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and some converse. I grab my phone, and text Jon that I'd be there soon.
The traffic to the mall wasn't as bad as it was earlier, luckily. So, I got their in about ten minutes. I went into the mall, and looked around for Jon. I saw him sitting alone at a table in the corner, and was looking around, and his eyes laid on me. I smile, as he does, and I make my way to him. I sat beside him, and wore a confused face, "Where's Chels?" I ask, eyebrow raised.
Jon shrugs,"I dunno. She met me here, and said she was going shopping and left." He tells me.
"Oh, great. You've done lost Chelsea." I sighed, and chuckled.
He put on a unamused face, "Oh no, what have I done?" He asked, emotionless.
"You've released a Chelsea into the world! She could be anywhere, doing something illegal!" I laughed, causing him to, also.
"Eh, She'll be fine." Jon shrugged.
"Sure-" I get cut off, by Chelsea running up to us.
"Hey! Hey! Guys!" Chelsea called, and she stopped by our table, and bent over, hands rested on her knees, and breaths heavily,"I-I-I'm out of breath." She complains. Finally, She straightens up, holding her stomach.
"How much did you run?" Jon questioned, raising both eyebrows.
"From Dillards!" She pointed to the store closest to us.
Both Jon and I facepalmed.
"Anyways!" Chelsea announced, catching our attentions again,"Guess what I found!" Her eyes went wide with excitement as she waited for our answers.
"What did you find, Chels?" I at least tried to act interested, unlike Jon who's eyes wonder about the room, uninterested.
"Davonte!" Chelsea said, gesturing a man over to us.
This man walks slowly, and solemnly, over to us. He turns to us, and Jon's eyes widen. Davente waves slowly, like he's scared.
"Chels," I began,"Who- Who's Davonte?" I asked, uncertainly.
"I don't know!" Chelsea says, as if she's proud to have kidnapped this strange man...
"Where did you, um, find Davonte?" I questioned.
"Dillards! In the men section!" She informs me, smiling widely.
"You stole a man from Dillards?!" Jon asked, worriedly.
"Yeah?" Chelsea asked, as if there's no problem.
"Why?" Jon and I both asked.
"He seemed exotic." Chels srugged,
"Hear that Davonte? You're exotic." I smile to him.
"Sure. I dont wanna be here." Davonte shrugs,"I just wanted a new pair of shoes."
"Chelsea, please let this poor man go." I tell her. She frowns, and lets his arm go, and he stares at her weirdly, and walks back to Dillards, solemnly.
"Bye, Davonte!" Chelsea called to him, but he doesn't look back, he just walks faster away,"Aw, isn't he so nice?" She chuckled,"Now I'm off to shop again."
She walks away, and Jon stands up from the table, "Care to walk?" he asked.
"Sure." I shrugged, and he took ahold Of my hand, and we walked around the mall.
We just window shopped, and sometimes we'd go in, and try to leave and not make it look like we're criminals stealing stuff.
We were leaving Famous FootWear, and it was obvious that the clerk lady did not trust us. She watched as we walked in, she watched us the whole time we were looking around, and especially when we left without asking a question, or buying anything.
When we escaped, we laughed as She watched us from the store window. We finally lost her gaze, an made our way into the arcade.
Little kids ran past us, screaming, and stealing each other's tickets. Jon gave me some tokens, and we went to play skeeball. I was alright at Skeeball, but not as good as Jon.
He apparently thought that I was terrible, him laughing every time I threw the ball, and he insisted that he help me. He came behind me, and put his arms with mine, showing me how to throw the ball correctly.
"You're so cliché." I chuckle, as he moves my arm back and forth in slow motion.
"But, you love it." he said into my ear, as he told me to let go, and the ball flew into the '100' point hole.
"I did it!" I jumped up, clapping.
"No, I did it." he argued.
"No, we did it." I smiled, and jumped up to hug him. He hugged me back, as the tickets flew out of the machine.
He gathered them, once he let go, and counted them. He smiled widely,"May I have these?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's only like, what? Twenty?" I chuckled, as we made our way to the prize booth.
"Twenty-three to be in fact." he tells me.
"Oh, big whoop. What are you getting?" I look through the case that hold all the cheap things for thirty tickets or less.
"Surprise. So turn around, beautiful." He directs, I blush, and turn. I hear him click the case, some whispering, and the darn kids yelling and running behind me.
"Thanks, man." I hear Jon say,"Now, Mia, you can turn back around." he tells me.
I turn around and Jon is on one knee, holding a cheap pink ring, showing me it, and he's smiling like crazy.
The kids running come to a quick stop, and the whole arcade of kids is staring at us, including the prize guy.
"Mia, I truly thought that I'd never see you again, let alone be here today with you, playing skeeball. I missed you so much those five years, and Rylie was only one of those girls that help me with heartbreak. She was never as special as you. Now, I bet you're thinking that I'm an idiot for doing this, with a plastic twenty ticket worth ring, but I hope you understand how much I enjoy being with you and having you by my side. So Mia Jacobs, will you do the honors of being my lovely girlfriend?" he asked, smiling even wider.
I smile, blush, and nod,"Yes. I will be you're girlfriend, Jon."
He stands up, and pulls me into a hug. When he releases, he puts the ring onto my right hand ring finger. He pulls me into a sweet kiss, and the kids who were watching us mumble a "Gross" or an "eww". Jon pulls away, and the prize guy sighs,"I wish I had a girlfriend."
"You never know, you may find the love of your life right here in the arcade." Jon shrugs, and puts his arm around me.
"I hope so." the guy leans on his elbows, and it becomes silent for a minute before all the kids go wild again, and the guy groans,"Not again!".
Chelsea then appears next to us,"What'd I miss?" She asked, holding at least four shopping bags on each arm, and one around her neck.
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HEYYO!
Hope u like! tell meh whatcha think.
So they finally got together. I KNOW! FINALLY! Jon's so cliché sometimes but other ones he's so sweet, haha.
Anyhow, imma go now and y'all please vote, comment, follow, and share. I wuv all you're faces, my beautiful dandelions.
I'm gonna go roast a leprechaun.
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