The Things I Love About You Part 2 (Completed)

C h a p t e r E i g h t

Warning, it's another short chapter. So sorry! Have a very merry Christmas Eve-Eve ❤️💚💛💙💜
PS: I've been totally completely obsessed with this song ^^^^

I wake up to the other side of the bed empty. After I fully open my eyes, I see Wyatt with a bow tied around his neck sleeping near my feet and chuckle.

"Scott?" I call, not wanting to get out of bed but desperately wanting to see my fiancé. "Scott!" I drag out his name, but he still doesn't come. I groan and put my feet on the floor, which I now see is covered in rose petals. "What the..." They are leading towards the door and under it. I follow the petals, smiling, all the way down the hallway and to the stairwell. As I get near the bottom of the steps, I can hear Scott playing 'Canon' and my heart flutters rapidly while butterflies dance in my stomach. The back of the piano has three vases of roses sitting on the back; one bouquet is red, one is white, and one is pink. He finishes right as I come to a stop next to him.

"Good morning." I say.

"Hi." He stands up and pulls me against him. "I missed you while you were asleep."

"Why the rose petals?" I ask after he kisses me.

"I was pretending that you were already walking down the aisle." I shake my head at him with a smile and connect our lips again. "I guess I'm just impatient."

"You'll have to wait, just a little while."

"We should go see a movie today."

"Agreed."

"Will you let me pick?" I roll my eyes fondly at my tall blond prince.

"Sure."

"Go get ready. We can go get breakfast, too."

"Yes, please." I say. As if on cue, my stomach growls loudly. I go back up to our bedroom and change into a sweater and jeans. After following my daily ritual of brushing my teeth and then being too lazy to do anything else, I seek out Scott, but in the enormous house, I can't find him. "Scotty?" I call. Without him by my side, the house feels empty. "Scott?" He doesn't answer, so I start to check all the places he might be: the kitchen, our bedroom, the living room, even the basement, but he is nowhere to be seen. I scream his name at the top of my lungs, and I hear a loud crash followed by running footsteps above me. Scott appears almost instantly at the bottom of the stairs, half dressed and a razor in his hand.

"What's wrong?" he asks, dropping the razor and planting his hands on my shoulder to check me over. I wrap my arms around his waist and hug him tightly.

"You scared me. I didn't know where you were."

"I was just upstairs. Are you okay?"

"I just didn't know where you were. Sorry." I mumble, looking down at my feet.

"Come on. Stay with me, okay?" He slips his hand into mine and picks the razor up from the floor with the other. We walk back up to the bathroom together.

Sorry it was so short. I love you all ❤️💚❤️💚