Erika POV: He sighs. "Alright lets just forget about that, okay? I have a really cool surprise for you." I look around. "What is it?" He smiles and takes my arm. Leading me out the gate; he points to a shiny lambo. "We're going for a little spin." Soon we're zipping down the freeway; windows down blasting Post Malone. I lean my head out the window, and let the cool breeze of the night hit my face. I felt so free. During the drive we don't talk, but there's a comfortable silence; shared familiarity between us. After awhile, he turns to me. "Ok, close your eyes." I do as he says. I could feel the car stop, him get out and open the door on my side. He grabs my hand and pulls me out. "Alright, you can open your eyes now." I open my eyes, and gasp. We were perched on top of a hill; overlooking the full glory of Los Angeles. With its countless twinkling lights; the city was a bright beacon of light in the dark. "It's beautiful," I say breathlessly. "I remembered you once said you loved rides in pickup trucks and stargazing at night. Well, it's not the exactly same, but I tried my best." I couldn't resist throwing my arms around him and giving him a tight hug. He was right, it wasn't exactly the same. The red pickup truck was replaced by a white lambo, and the stars with city lights. But it was just as perfect. If not more. "You are so thoughtful," I say as we go to lean against the hood of the car. "And you're my best friend, you know that? No one else would have remembered such a little thing." "Anything for you. You keep me sane, you're amazing," he says with a chuckle. He then gives me a more serious look. "Your boyfriend's the luckiest guy in the world." I blush, and look away. I look back to say something, but I get distracted by his eyes. Had I never noticed them before? They were milk chocolate colored; warm and sweet and gentle. My eyes then fell to his lips. Baby pink and soft. Without much thought I lifted my hand and rested it on his cheek. "You have really pretty eyes," I whisper. I slowly run my thumb across his lip. "Really pretty lips too." He cups his hand around my face. "So do you," he breathes. I could feel him start to lean toward me, and shockingly enough, I was leaning in as well. And then there it was. The faintest of kisses; his lips just brushing mine.
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The Bachelor (Jerika)
FanfictionErika is forced to go on the reality dating show, "The Bachelor", despite already being in love with Anthony. In time, she bonds with the bachelor, Jake Paul, and sparks fly. But will her heart always belong to Anthony? Or will Jake win her over?