Your eyes, they tell a story. Dinah Jane /You

Part 12

I was sitting on a couch beside a huge window overlooking the now busy campus.
My dad had a great view from his building, the commotion, caused by the one and only Dinah Jane testing sound for an event she was participating in with her ex band mate Ally.
I was sketching away while sneaking peaks down at the girl I now called a close friend.
She was working on choreography, and her vocals.
She , obvious to my staring, was looking as professional as ever.
Anna was with her family on her dad's side ,since when he died they won 75% custody over her.
Dinah was too young and on tour 24/7, and knew it was the right thing to do.

I watched as Dinah made her way to her water and phone for a well earned break.
I quickly grabbed mine and texted her , smiling to myself.
You look as breathtaking as ever right now
She looked around confused, asking her manager if he obviously had seen me.
I laughed to myself sitting all the way up here out of view.
I went back to drawing for a while, and got a text back.
Awwww...where are you!?
I quickly responded.
Far enough as to not distract you from your important work
She responded before going back to dancing.
I miss you , stop playing boo
She's been calling me that for the last week , ever since That night at her house.
We just spent it talking about our past , and really opening up to each other.

I made my way to the elevator and down to her car , making sure I wasn't seen by any type of media or crew.
I softly placed a single rose and the sketch I had been working on all morning on her passenger seat.
I wanted her to smile after a long day.
She would probably be exhausted.

I quickly made my way to my car , a block over, and made my way to her house a surprise in mind.

What do you guys think?
You ready for the cutest relationship known to man kind?