You Found Me

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 (not yet edited)

“So what should I call you?” I asked Trent. He creased his eyebrows, not understanding my question. I sighed deeply and slouched on the couch.

“Trent or Carter?” I clarify my question to him, sort of. But he should get it by now.

We basically spent the whole day in the tree house. And when I say whole day, I meant the WHOLE day literally, from morning to afternoon. He told me about his parents’ business that his grandparents took over after they died. Now, they are training Trent to own the business since he’s the only one left. Their business is a recording company that was called Russel Records. But his grandparents decided to change the name since they know that someone is hunting the Russels down. Trent suggested changing the name to Maple Records because he said it sounded sweet and cute. Then he added that it was also because he wanted to find me and he wanted to continue the business with me. And that was how he got the song on MTV.

When I heard him say those reasons, my heart fluttered, my stomach churned like giant butterflies were dancing around in it, and I just wanted to cry. He wanted to change the name of their company to my nickname, the nickname he used to call me. And the fact that he didn’t find me yet at that time breaks my heart into pieces. I wanted to help him. I wanted him to know that he’s not alone. And that made me want to cry even more. But thankfully to his childish side, he decided to tickle me to death and I ended up laughing and crying at the same time. He thought that I was crying because of the extreme laughing but I know it wasn’t the reason.

He also confessed to me that he’s already 23 years old and that he graduated years ago. I asked him why did he still enroll to schools to find me if he can just wait outside the schools every afternoon. He said what was done is done and I laughed at that. He also said that he’s a late bloomer that’s why he was not ready to take over their business and just want to find me.

This day went well. We were saying things about ourselves, you know, the typical date that teenagers do. I feel so happy to be with him. I feel so happy that he’s doing this to me.

He smirked at my question and stood up from the couch. He offered me his hands and I took it. When we were both standing still, looking deep in each other’s eyes, he mumbled something I couldn’t decipher.

I heard it something like this: “Call me your Sweet Honeybunch Pie.”

And I look at him weirdly. Then he kneels down on one knee in front of me. And I must say, my heart is beating so fast that I think it might get out of my chest. I couldn’t breath as well, I feel like I am suffocating. And my stomach is not so good.

He shoved in his hand to his jean pocket and felt something in it.

“O-oh God, wh-what are you doing? Stand up,” I stuttered.

Do you know how it feels like to be proposed? Yeah, I really don’t like that feeling. I felt like I’m gonna die for fuck’s sake. None of my senses are working properly and my heart felt like a beating drum that will fly out my chest any minute. It’s not a very pleasant feeling, I tell you.

He’s just gonna propose. No big deal.

Breathe, Alexis.

Inhale,

Exhale.

Great, you’re dong it.

Be calm.

Don’t panic.

I told myself and it seemed to work. But everything’s ruined when he laughed out loud. I didn’t need to ask him what was going on because I totally know that he was joking all along. He’s not going to propose. My ears turned flushed red and I’m shaking in anger. I can’t believe he made me feel like I’m gonna die. Okay, I might be overreacting but come on, who likes to be teased?