my chosen one

chapter eight

Snows POV

Over the past few weeks, Baz and I have grown more fond of each other.  I will occasionally catch him glancing over at me, he thinks I don't notice it.  We have kept our relationship and our wrists a secret from everyone.  Even The Mage doesn't suspect anything.

The only thing that concerns me is that my name is written twice on his wrists, which means I'm his soulmate and the one to kill him. Baz has convinced me that since our wrists already changed once, they can change again.

I keep on begging Baz to let me tell Penny.  He keeps on being paranoid saying that she'll tell The Mage or something.  I keep assuring him that Penny would never do that, but he doesn't believe me.

[ the following morning ]

     I slowly wake up and notice a figure looming over my bed.  I rub my eyes and sit up to get a better view of whoever it is.  Baz let's out a smile and holds out his hand.  Inside of his hand are two cherry scones. 
"For my prince," he says in a playful tone.  I carefully take a scone and devour it in seconds.  Baz raises his eyebrow and let's out a chuckle. 
"This is the man I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with?" he chuckles. 
"Close your eyes," he says to me.  I'm about to ask why, but it's better to just go with it. 

     I sit there for 10 seconds before I feel something warm and soft on my lips.  I immediately open my eyes and see that Baz is kissing me.  BAZ.IS.KISSING.ME!  I start to blush as Baz deepens the kiss.  Soon I start kissing back and this ( whatever this is ) starts turning into a full make out.  Before we can go any further, Baz stops and says, "Have to get to class." And walks out.  I'm left on my bed, speechless yet very happy.  I reach up and touch my lips, the feeling of him still lingering on me.  I let out a big smile and head to class.