Birthday Wish

B.W Ch 6

Ch 6

That afternoon was filled with laughter, giddiness, talking, screaming, and food. I checked my watch and it read: 4:00. I widened my eyes in surprise, not noticing Tom looking over my shoulder to see the time.

"Oh! It's getting late! I still have things planned for us," Tom said with a wink. I suddenly felt myself blush; Dammit. I smiled at him, feeling a spark of confidence as I said,"Oh I bet you do. The devious Draco Malfoy," My confidence was rewarded with a heart-melting smile.

"Come on. Let's go," We went to exit the park and started walking toward a restaurant for dinner.

"So, did you have fun?" He asked. I rolled my eyes but I couldn't help a smile creep on to my face.

"No I hated it. Yes, thank you so much Tom, this was an outstanding day," I said sincerely. He looked at me, smiling, and I swear it was the millionth time I have gotten lost in his eyes today. Those piercing grey eyes...just do things...to me...

"Well Lea, you were amazing to be with and I'm glad I have met such a wonderful and beautiful girl like you. It was an honor to be with you," He said, looking straight into my eyes. I mentally took a big deep breath and smiled.

"Thanks...I don't hear that a lot..." I said, all of a sudden, feeling a little vulnerable because I kinda just admitted something about what happens when I get bullied. God, I should have just said thanks and moved on. I rarely say anything like THAT because I don't wanna sound like an attention seek-

"STOP," I told myself. I'm not that person anymore. Their words aren't anything but fake shit...

"What? That you're beautiful?" Tom said, astounded. I nodded, looking at the floor, feeling that FEELING coming back to me again; the one where you hate admitting to people that you were bullied and all that shit. I didn't realize I was spacing out until Tom was right in front of me, lifting up my chin to look at those caring glassy eyes.

"Lea, you're an amazing and beautiful girl. I've only met you and I know you're kind and I can see many talents, from the evidence you told me. So, if anyone tells you you aren't beautiful or says anything negative to you, PLEASE don't believe it," And with that, he pressed his lips to mine. I stood there shocked and unable to move. It's like time froze. Tom...really cared about me? Well...I guess cause he's...

"Oh fuck it," I thought as I decided to be brave and kiss him back, closing my eyes and feeling his lips move against mine, his tongue running along my lips, begging for entrance. I let him in and all thoughts flew from my head. I didn't care what the consequences were, this was absolute bliss. I savored the taste of his mouth, peppermint and chocolate. He wound his arms around my waist pulling me closer. We broke apart, our foreheads resting on each other's. Things were happening too fast.

"Dinner..." I breathed. He smiled at me cross-eyed and wasn't that the most adorable thing I've seen. We kept walking hand in hand, so many things were going through my mind. I mentally rolled my eyes at myself. Fuck, this is just like a typical romance story...well not really...it's with a celebrity. Oh whatever!

We got to the restaurant and sat down in a secluded area. Tom had obviously made reservations.

"You regret it now, don't you?" Tom asked, looking straight at me. I looked at him with sincerity.

"No! I-I...it's just a lot to take in. Okay I'm not good at this...but...that...that was my first kiss and...no I don't regret it. But I do have a question, but you don't have to answer if you don't want to," I said, speaking quickly but seriously. God, I was babbling like a 14 year old school girl. Lucky that Tom smiled and didn't say anything about being my first kiss or about my....rambling.