A Girl's Diary

🅒🅗🅐🅟🅣🅔🅡 ①⑧ - Umbrella, Ella, Ella...

I arrived at the location Ron sent me in... too longer than five minutes. It was really really hard to drive there. Especially with all the wrong turns I took!

"That is where you want to hang out?" I asked him the moment I saw him. It was really not your usual hangout spot.

"I need to get something, so why not let you join me?" He wiggled his brows and started walking towards the street market. I was not going to lie, this place was gorgeous. It was so busy, lively and so colourful. People were selling anything you could imagine!

We kept skimming along vendors and got some cotton candy. I was eating too much sweets for a star who had to keep fit! We stopped several times. Most of it because I was marvelling at something! Other times because we were doing goofy things like trying way too large sunglasses or cowboy hats!

"This would look beautiful on a girl like you." An old man selling flower tiaras said. I smiled at him, took it and put it on my head.

"How do I look?" I asked Ron, turning towards him and doing a little curtsy. He chuckled.

"Now, all you need is a prince, my princess."

"Maybe I do have one." I winked. I then turned and paid for the tiara, I was keeping it!

"We're here," Ron exclaimed the moment we reached an old music shop. I should have known we'd go somewhere related to music. I paid very good attention to what Ron was asking about, it was an acoustic guitar. He wanted this specific one that you couldn't find anywhere else but he didn't get it. Even though I saw that he wanted it!

"So we came here for no reason?" I asked him as we exited the shop.

"Technically..." He trailed. Okay, something was wrong!

"Do you think we can return to that ice cream cart?" I asked cheerfully.

"Do you always think of desserts?" I glared at him. "That was the wrong thing to say." He smiled nervously. Good, he should be.

"Yup. And now I'm mad." I crossed my arms and acted as serious as I could.

"Sorry?" He asked.

"Are you?" I raised a brow,

"Yes! Absolutely." He stated. Who was I to say no to that face? Those eyes were mesmerizing, I was hypnotized.

"Am I forgiven yet?" He asked smirking.

"Nope!" I shook my head "Still owe me an ice cream." I shoved my finger into his chest. He nodded and we skipped to the ice cream cart at the centre of a circular area.

We sat at one of the benches there while eating our icecreams. I was eating a chocolate chip ice cream while Ron got one with thin mints.

"Let's play thirty questions," Ron said out of nowhere.

"Isn't that too many?" I mumbled with my mouth full.

"Twenty?" I shook my head. "Okay, ten and that's final." I shrugged.

"I'll ask the things I don't already know... let's start easy... okay favourite food?"

"Sushi but also pizza. I can never choose between them. You?"

"I like pasta. Who's your favourite sibling?"

"They're both bad!" I chuckled lightly. We continued our game of asking back and forth and at the end, we did ask more than ten. Time was seriously flying, I didn't even feel it when it got that late.

"When I get that guitar, I'll make you listen to it. Either you liked it or not." I could practically hear his smirk through his words.

I turned around to look at him. He was suddenly close. Like really too freaking close. Totally invading my personal space, not that I actually minded. His minty breath sending shivers down my spine. His emerald orbs piercing through me. I found myself mesmerized, *again*! He looked up at the sky cutting me out of my trance.