The Enchanted Romance

Ch.16

He looks at me. I'm just staring at him. He looked guilty. He stood up from his mattress, and stopped when he was in front of me. I look down but he gently grabbed my face and pulled it up. He looked me in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to get hurt that way. I am sorry," he says. I smiled at him.

"Thank you. For everything." I say. I give him a peck on the lips and walk out the door. I smile but continue the designing the house. I want to start with the living rooms then the rooms. It might take a while but I'll finish it today.

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I'm all done. I've have designed every room with the spells James has given me. My dream house is complete. I haven't seen James or my parents in a few hours. I want to go visit my grandparents but I need James first. I walk up the stairs then walk toward James's room. I see him sleeping on the mattress. His room is the same as the last time I was here I walk up to him. He is still shirtless. I look at the window and the window is open. He can get a cold. I close it and look back at him. I look around the room to see it so plain. I want to design it but he wanted to do it. I walk up to him and lean on his mattress. He looks so cute sleeping. I play with his hair, moving it from his face.

I see a purple room with green vines. Many book cases. Multiple baggy curtains, in each side of the room. His bed has a tree branch mattress holder with branches as bed legs. A swing on a corner.

I look around and I'm back in James room. I will design his room like that. I look back at the paper I see the spells he gave me. I used the dream furniture spell. I thought about the dream exactly as how I remembered it. I say the spell and focus. I finish the spell, but I'm nervous if I failed. I wait a little bit before I open my eyes.

"Wow!" I say yelling. James opens his eyes. He looks at me then the background and widened his eyes. He gets up from his bed and I notice his broad smile growing on his face.

"Tiffany, did you do this? How did you do this?" he asks.

"I saw your dream room."

"Do you have an idea how you did it?" he asks.

"I moved your hair out of your face, I think?" I said.

"So contact?"

"I also was thinking about me designing your room, but then remembered how you wanted to do that." I say.

"That isn't even a spell, you saw my dream?" he says yelling and excited. He hugs me and swings me around.

"Thank you." James says. He kisses me.