Tale As Old As Time

Feelings

Bianca smiled at Gil as he opened the door of his room.
"Morning, Gil. I was just wondering if you wanted to take a walk with me?"
Gil smiled and Bianca almost melted at the sight. Melted? Where is this coming from?
"Sure. Let's go."
Bianca and Gil walked around the school. Bianca was talking about history class, her favourite.
Her eyes were shining as she talked, her hands moving around, something she did when she was excited and her lips held a genuine smile.
"I mean it always fascinated me."
Gil smiled down at her and she giggled.
"I'm babbling again, am I? I'm so sorry."
Gil laughed.
"It's okay. I don't mind."
Bianca smiled and bit her lip.
"Okay. Tell me a bit about yourself."
Gil looked nervous.
"There is not much to tell. I'm not the smartest when it comes to anything. I'm just strong."
Bianca shook her head.
"I don't believe that. I think you are smart, sweet and friendly. Just because you are nice, doesn't make you weak."
Gil smiled down and pulled her in a hug.
"Thank you. My father always said I'm good just for fights. Nothing else."
Bianca pouted and Gil wanted to kiss her so much. He knew he liked her, maybe even loved her.
"I'm sorry."
Gil smiled.
"You don't have to apologies. He is on the Isle now and I'm here. He is alone and I have you."
Bianca giggled.
"I... Oh my God. What time is it? I was suppose to go dress fitting. I'm sorry, Gil. Rain check?"
Gil laughed and nodded.
Bianca smiled, kissed his cheek and run towards her room leaving Gil with red cheeks.
As she was standing, tailor measuring the dress, Bianca thought about Gil. Could it be that she liked him? Definitely. Will mom and dad be okay with this? No. Bianca sighed. Maybe he didn't like her that way. Why would he? He can have any girl he wants. She was positive he sees her as a friend. What she didn't know was that Gil was head over heels in love with her.