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"What if you find your soul mate... at the wrong time?"
― Lauren Kate, Passion
Foolishly, but desirably in love. One person means everything, unknowingly. Sometimes in love the love is a less...
This the car Chris be picking me up in *flips hair*
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Chris
I mentally screamed like a girl, peeking out of the window to view my car again. My brother and I went to go pick it up just an hour ago. And I can't stop looking at it.
A closer step to prom, and boy am I excited. I still haven't told anyone Miya and I are going together. Well expect for Thomas. I had to tell him, because we'll be sharing a hotel room and we never did change the reservations. Thomas, Zion, and I are sharing a room while the girls have their own room. And I remember telling him I wasn't going without Miya so if I was to show up it would've been awkward.
I plan on telling everyone today, just as soon as Miya gives me a call or text to let me know if her dad approves.
"What's up Chris, you doing anything today?" Michael asks, just as I walk in the kitchen.
"Nah... I don't think so, why?" I lean over the counter with my phone in my hands.
"Just asking." He mumbled, before drinking his drink. Within seconds mom walks in, greeting the both of us.
The topic of dinner leaves her mouth, and lingers over to us. I let Michael talk over it, as my mind drifts off into thinking about Miya. I'm trying to contain my excitement but it's hard. My phone is practically burning a whole in my pocket, I'm anxiously waiting for the text of approval. I kind of feel like I'm getting my hopes up, because for one she could change her mind. Secondly, her dad could just decline—I wouldn't blame if he did. Of course I'll be upset, but it's nothing I could do about it...
All night I just imagined us together, enjoying each other's company. Those fake ass dreams that you make up in your mind to pass time. Damn, I dreamed so hard when Miya showed up the other day; I thought it was one of those dreams...
I smiled to myself, as I rubbed my shoulder. I bit my bottom lip, hiding away my smile before it flatlined. It felt so awkward between us... I don't know about her but if it wasn't for the thing called fear I would've grabbed her and kissed her. Of course I imagined us kissing, along other things.
I couldn't contain it anymore. The excitement is just boiling over... "I asked Miya to prom, again." I blurted aloud.
Mom and Michael's conversation died down, and they faced me. It felt like the record scratch, and things got flipped. A long pause and shared looks, before mom clears her throat.
"So you're going to prom, with her?" Mom asked, with a slight smile.
"Woah, she said yes?" Michael seemed shocked. Which is understandable.
"Yeah, I basically begged her and all that stuff. I kind of feel like she's giving me a second chance..." I smiled to myself, and feeling kind of dumb for revealing the last part, I should've kept that to myself.