Letters to Will (on hold)

Taking a Trip Down Memory Lane

Will pulled into Olive Garden and my stomach couldn't control itself any longer.

"We have arrived at the given destination. Please remain seated and keep your stomach calm."

I laughed at his silliness. "Yes master Will." I wasn't confident at all about keeping my stomach quiet. Having very little to eat today was finally catching up to me.

Will parked and then shut off the car. "I shall be right back." With that said, he hopped out of the car and walked inside.

I knew something was going on. He had some surprise up his sleeve and sometimes I really hated being surprised. It's a good thing, but the suspense just kills me. I sat in the car for a good minute until he walked back out. He smiled at me and then made his way towards my door. I was about to open the door until he beat me to the punch. I had a feeling we were going to Olive Garden even if I hadn't asked him to take me out. "So what do you have up your sleeve William? Is there some major surprise awaiting for us inside?"

"You'll see." He took my hand and escorted us inside. The waiter was ready for us and handed Will something that looked like a blindfold.

"Will Farrington. Is this really necessary?" 

"Please Trin? You can trust me. I promise everything will be just fine. Trust me."

I sighed and nodded my head. Obviously I was right and something very suspicious was going on here. Will wrapped the blindfold around my head, triyng to make sure my eyes were secure he covered my nose. I started laughing,  "Will you've covered my nose, you fool." 

"Sorry." He fixed the blindfold and then gave me a kiss on the cheek. My cheeks immediately became red. "I love how your cheeks can get so red." He laughed, "Ready?"

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

"Then let's go shall we?"

He took ahold of my arms once again and started leading me to whatever he had set up. I wasn't quite sure how to feel about this. My heart was beating incredibly fast, my legs were a little wobbly and I was even a little sweaty. Will always had this affect on me. I guess with love you never know what it'll throw at you or the challenges you'll be faced with. We stopped moving and then thats when I smelled the lovely scent of bread. "You have five seconds before I rip this off myself." 

Will gave a small laugh before responding. "I'll get it calm down Trinity."

"One." He put his arms on my shoulders and turned me around towards him. "Two." Thats when he began to plant light kisses across my collarbone. "Th-th-three." He kept going, slowly making his way towards my mouth. "Fou-four." He finally reached hsi destination, which stopped at my lips. He kissed me and I definitely kissed him back. I could feel the passion radianting off of every touch he placed upon me. He slowly unfolded the blindfold and then when he almost had it off he pulled away. 

"Happy anniversary Mrs. Farrington." 

I took in my surroundings one at a time. Will set up this dinner with at least a couple dozen of pictures on the wall. I walked over towards the one closest to us. I wanted to cry when I realized what it was. It was the first picture I had ever taken with Will, which was back in the first grade. We were playing 'pirates', playing pirates was all we ever did growing up. I had my pirate hat on with an eye patch while Will had a fake bird on his shoulder, while walking around with a peg leg. In this picture I happened to lose my first tooth and gave my best toothy smile. Will on the otherhand was missing about three of his teeth, but still looked so adorable. I moved onto the next photo which was one from our second grade field trip to the zoo. I was sitting on the alligator statue while Will pretended to get his head bit off by it. Continuing on with the pictures there was the one from third with us at the school picnic, fourth us in our halloween costumes which happened that both of us were vampires that year. The fifth was fifth grade graduation, sixth us at the local waterpark, seventh us in the field with our crowns made of flowers, eighth us up in my old tree house, ninth the picture we took on our first day of freshman year. Tenth happened to be one of my least favorites, Will and I got into a very messy, but fun paint fight. I looked completely horrible covered in paint and definitely mad at Will. He cheated and dumped an entire bucket of paint on my head, Then last but not least eleventh grade, which was a picture Hazel took of me on Will's back. Happy as could be I turned around to look for Will and there he was with a camera in his hand. He snapped a quick photo and then put the camera down so he could walk over towards me.