Miracle 2: Firefly

Chapter 8

Pretty short chapter but at least it is something. The reason why I haven't updated in awhile is because my internet was down for what felt like forever. I will make it up to you though! I really hope you enjoy! Love you! Byeee

~Gracey

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After organizing something else and making Kinsey come and watch my child, I am finally finished getting ready and waiting passionately on Aaron. One of a kind he is because I get a text right at seven saying he is here. I stood up off the toilet lid and looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I straightened my black hair and made it look all silky to the touch. I grabbed my hand bag I found in my little suitcase and walked into the hall. The red patterned carpet made me want to puke even more than what my anxiety was pushing. The cream walls soothed that feeling though, it's like they just instantly calmed me when I looked at them.

When I made it to the elevator the clicking of the buttons made me cringe, I looked around catching my attention of stupid things like wondering how the smudge on the door got there. Maybe a drunk girl leaned up against it while giggling to her friends about some hot guy trying to ask her on a real date... A real date that I am currently getting ready to go on.

I shake the nervousness out of my system so that I could look completely normal around my high school fling. When the elevator doors opened I couldn't help but want the doors to accidentally close so that I didn't have to go. This is all new to me; I've never been on a real date. The only dates I have ever been on were with Aaron and right now, it feels like I haven't been on a date in four years. Oh, wait... I haven't, silly me.

When I managed to bring myself back to reality I swallowed my nervous spit and let my heels take me out of the silver elevator. My black dress hugged my nice curves and my special flat belly that I've done nothing to deserve. My tanned legs took me out into the cool air; I let my heart do all the works while my mind just went blank letting me forget everything. When my blue eyes stopped Aaron's truck I cursed to myself, He didn't turn around and forget it. I pulled down on my dress before checking to walk across the parking lot. My legs just took me on the adventure I would have rather stayed away from. Because Aaron is my biggest adventure but the adventure that everyone should stay away from.

I opened the truck door and climbed up in letting the warmth of the familiar truck engulf me. The smell of vanilla and cologne sprung through my nose like the smell of your favorite food in the oven cooking. I closed my eyes and rested my head back on the seat, neither of us spoke. We just sat there in silence while Aaron put the truck and drive and pulled out onto the main road.

"What am I doing?" I asked myself quietly. Aaron seemed to have heard something because he questioned what I said. While brushing off the question I opened my eyes and looked at him. His blonde hair is styled just how I always loved it; it's messy but simply perfect. His brown eyes are shining up against the street lights, and his hands wrapped around the steering wheel as if his life was on the line. He's wearing a navy blue button up and a pair of khakis with his nice shoes I bought him for graduation.

I didn't even realize I was staring intently at him until he turned his head to look in the mirror on my side, oops. "I'm just going to put this out here because it's driving me insane. I'm extremely nervous and slightly weirded out" I blurted out rubbing my hands on my black dress. Aaron let out a sly chuckle, "I feel the exact same" I let out a light relieved sigh, "Thank you, Lord,"

Aaron turned his head and looked at me with a grin, "You look amazing"

I shook my head and looked down at the dress that Andrew actually helped pick out, "Your son picked out the dress" Aaron looked at me and let an actual genuine smile tug up on his lips. Man did I miss that damn smile. It's like I haven't seen it in millions of years, he still has his thunder. You may ask, what do you mean by thunder? Well I mean that he still has his looks and smiles, he makes the storm rise in me, but in a surprisingly good way, because I love storms.

When we reached the restaurant that I picked over text because he practically forced me, I was about to climb out but he stopped me. "Damn, you're still the same person. Let me be a gentleman and open the door for you"

"You were never a gentleman" I scuffed opening the door myself. I looked at him as I jumped out, "I still have my attitude too"

I gave him a toothy smile while he rolled his brown eyes at me. Here we go with being normal again. When we walked into the restaurant I couldn't help but let my mind take me elsewhere, the curtains are just beautiful. The top is full of Ryne stones and glitter. This is a very elegant place which makes me grin because I dressed extremely appropriate. The waiter seated us and I grabbed a menu looking through my choices, "I love your black hair by the way" Aaron didn't look up from his menu but he sure was trying to be smooth.

I looked back down at my menu and smiled, "You look the same so I can't really say that I like anything new about you" I spotted Aaron looking up at me in the corner of my eye so I did what my gut told me to do and look up at him too.

"I still hate you" I chimed playfully. "But you also still love me" Aaron adds in with a smirk. Well, he got me there...

Smirking bastard.