The difference between us

(8) Will you please?

*. Thank you Mellie for making me this amazing cover . <3

Chapter eight

"Your forever is all that I need"

Will you please?

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Vincent's P.O.V

It was nearly dark when I left, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I approached my car, and I saw a group of guys around it. I'm wondering why the hell they're near my car. I walked closer, and the wind blew into my face, causing my hair to get in my face. I pushed it away and approached my car and hit the unlock button on my keys, making them jump when it made the beep beep noise.

They nearly bolted away when they heard it. I wonder why, I just wanted to have a nice chat. I opened my door, and the coldness shocked my hand. Grunting, I pulled open the door and got inside. I put my key in, and started it. The car automatically began to warm up. I know exactly where I'm going.

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I walked near the house, and quietly made my way into the backyard. I feel like such a stalker right now. The smell of cut grass invaded my nostrils. I had always loved the smell. It was around 10pm and I'm pretty sure that it is going to rain soon. But then again, the news may be wrong. I carefully picked up some pebbles from the ground, and shoved them into my pockets.

Looking up, I noticed the light had been on. That's a real good sign. After I finished gathering the rocks I made myself go as close as possible before chucking a rock at the window. When it hit the window I automatically bent down, just enough so they won't see me, but I'll be able to see whose room it is. Nobody answered so I chucked a couple more before somebody threw open the window. I looked up to get a better look.

Not the right person.

I sighed and headed to the window next to it. This surely had to be the right one. I chucked around 4 rocks and it was opened. I was right. I moved out of the darkness and she caught sight of my face.

She was so gorgeous. Her chestnut brown hair cascaded past her shoulders in loose curls, and her eyes were the bluest. I could tell she had been wearing teddy bear pajamas. How cute she really was. I waved slightly and she looked down with a scowl on her face.

"What are you doing here?" Stephanie whispered, but loud enough so I can hear her. She leaned over in her window to get a look at me better, causing me to smile widely.

"I wanted to see you," I whispered back. She smacked her hand to her forehead. "Go away stalker!" She responded, a little louder this time. I chuckled, "Come down, I want to talk to you," I smiled innocently at her as she rolled her aqua eyes.

"No way, my mom will kill me."

"Come on, please," I begged.

"Fine, just let me change," she gave in.

"Who are you expecting to impress?Care bears? I'm sure your teddy pajamas are fine."

She blushed and rolled her eyes. She began to get out and I lifted my arms up to grab hold of her. I grabbed her petite waist and set her down. It had been a couple of seconds before I realized my hands were still holding her. "Um, you can let go now," she snarled at me and I quickly released my hands.

She snickered and I smiled at her. "So what do you want, and why did you stalk my house?" She looked at me cluelessly. I shook my head and put my arm behind my head. Why was I here again? I let out an emotionless laugh. "I'm sure you were thinking of me," I smiled at her. She blushed again and and back away a little bit. "Y-you know what, you're an idiot," she stuttered and shook her head, her curls moving with her. I grabbed her hand and kissed the top, my lips touched her soft skin, I felt the tingles in my lips. She was shocked and took her hand back quickly, holding it to her chest.

"A cute idiot!" I threw my hands up making her snicker. She flicked my nose. "So I was thinking maybe tomorrow we can go out?" I asked her. She shook her head, "I'm going shopping with my mom," she grinned. I grabbed her hand and twirled her around. "How about I tag along," i responded, while continuously twirling her. She chuckled, "I can't just bring you along, mom will suspect something," her frown faded when she looked my way. I pulled her close to my chest, "So let her," I gazed down into her aqua eyes, and she broke our eye contact. She shook her head, and moved her mouth to my ear, "How about never," she whispered then pulled back, and taking her hand with her. She's such a tease.

I moved my hair away from my eyes, so I can see her better. "Comeon, it'll be fun," I smiled at her. "But we're going out Saturday," she insisted. Maybe she doesn't really like me. I sighed, "Two days won't hurt," I winked at her. I can tell she really doesnt want to tell me no, but she's ashamed. I want to show off my Stephyboo to the world. For the remainder of time, two months starts now. I'm not sure why I didn't come earlier, but I'm so stuck up I think it's easy to make a girl love you. "How about I talk to your mom then?" I suggested. Her mouth hung open. "No way you crazy boy, she doesnt like people," she struggled to gather her words. I smirked, and made my way to her front door. Stephanie bolted and grabbed my hand, sending tingles up my arm.

"Uh- uh she's sleeping!" Stephanie urged me now to go. My eyebrow raised, "It's okay, love," I chuckled and got to her front door, and almost knocked before she pulled y hand away.

"Fine okay, j-just put my back up so I won't get in trouble," she pulled me back. I smirked and brought her back to her window. Well really underneath it. I lifted her up as she grabbed her window and threw herself in. I heard a thump and nearly choked. "You okay?" I called out. She lifted up her arm, and gave a thumbs up. That being all I could see.

I strode towards the front door, which had been a nice white color. I rang the doorbell and waited. After ten seconds I rang it again.

Secret love are you there will you answer my prayer. The song kept replaying in my head, by Mayday Parade. I fixed my shirt and pulled it down and the door finally opened. A woman who looks similar to Stephanie peered at me. Her hair was brown and unkept, her eyes a navy blue. She had bags underneath her eyes, and she wore a nightgown. Strands of her hair fell down from her bun. I smiled at her, "Ms. Taylor, am I correct?"

She nodded slightly with a confused look on her face. "I'm Vincent Scalencie, one of Stephanie's friends," I put my hand out for her to shake and she took it and shook it angrily. "Stephanie!" She called loudly, and I heard running from where I was standing. She came running down the staircase and almost tripped on her bear slippers. I felt a laugh, but I managed not to let it out.

Stephanie caught my gaze, and she adjusted her pajama top, "Why are you here?!" She muttered, trying to act surprised. I raised my eyebrow, "I just wanted to talk to you," I smiled innocently. Her mother turned her head back and fourth.

She looked in my direction and said,

"Why don't you come on inside?"