The Puppy Project

13| Too good to be true

Chapter 13: Too good to be true

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✅Edited: 2/6/21

💛Zoe's P.O.V

"Do you think he was really the cupid?" I asked, throwing the stick of my now eaten candy floss at the garbage can.

Tyrone only gave me a blank stare in return.

"Oh come on! He looked like a cupid and let's acknowledge the fact that he disappeared!" I argued, waving my hands in the air.

Tyrone pinched the bridge of his nose,"What do you want to ride next?" He drawled out, swiftly changing the topic.

After our encounter with David earlier, we sat on one of the bench, quietly eating our candy floss and occasionally talking about random stuff.

I huffed at his ignorance of my words,"Hmm, do you want to try the bumper car? I haven't tried it before," I suggested, giving him a sideway glance.

He shrugged,"Why not?" He said, before standing up.

I managed to not let my mouth drop open when he turned to me and offered his hand to mine.

Despite that I knew he was only keeping his promises, I couldn't help but blush at the fact that we were holding hands.

We were passing by on one of the stalls that held carnival games when I spotted the long ranges of cute teddy bears and animals that were displayed at the top.

I was really fascinated that I didn't notice that I let go of Tyrone's hand and went to one of the stalls, and eyed one of the cute stuffed animal.

It was small, furry, and had long ears that fell to its side of the head cutely. It's stuffed hinged leg and short fluffly tail confirmed my guess-a rabbit.

But that wasn't what caught my attention, it was the stuffed carrot that it held between its arms that completely drawed me in.

I let out a surprised yelp when a hand rested lightly at my lower back. I looked up, my eyes meeting Tyrone's side profile.

He was looking at the stuffed toy that I was eyeing a few moments ago, he cleared his throat before turning to me.

A gorgeous shade of brown eyes met my hazel-gray ones.

The moment my eyes met his, I couldn't help but be hypnotized. It was abit dark, but I could make out his eyes that were staring at me with deep intense.

The hand on my back suddenly felt warm, a rush of electrifying tingles graced my skin, goosebumps forming at the back of my neck.

Before I knew it, one of us were starting to lean in but before our lips could touch, Tyrone suddenly stepped back, his eyes turning away from me and the hand that was holding me earlier was now scratching at the back of his head, awkwardly might I add.

I felt another blush coat on my cheeks. I cleared my throat loudly, wiping my clammy hands unto my sweatpants.

"Do you want that stuffed toy?" Tyrone quietly asked, his eyes eyeing the stall.

"Yes but sadly, I suck at carnival games." I huffed, thankful that he didn't let it that awkward.

Before I knew it, Tyrone was already making his way there. The air around him was confident as usual but it didn't strike that much that it could come off as cocky.