The Boy That Changed My Life.

Ch.39

"Not even. You look better than me. Always." I say in a serious tone.

"Your more beautiful than me. Makes me jealous." He says.

"NO! THAT'S NOT TRUE!" I yell out playfully. He looks at me seriously. We finished the stairs and he put me down. He looked at me in the eye. I wanted to look away but he was serious and didn't break eye contact.

"Do you seriously think I am better looking than you."

"Yes." I said in a serious tone and way too fast for comfort.

"In my eyes I'm not. In my eyes you're the most beautiful person in the world and its only 20% the reason why I like you." He said. I was staring and thinking. But I was so focused on Grey that I didn't see around the roof. It was a beautiful platform full of decoration. There was many elegant street lights and rows of white Christmas lights and couches. But in the middle of this platform was a single table with two chairs. And was a table lit dinner.

"This is so cool. Is this like every day." I asked. He nodded a yes.

"All this just for dinner." I asked.

"Yes you deserve special treatment." He said. I smiled.

"I will show you your seat." He said. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the table. He pulled my chair. I sat then he pushed me in. He sat in the chair across from me.

"So how are you feeling?" he asks.

"Amazing."

We talked for about 20 minutes till Reynold came up the stairs with two silver covered plates. He walked up toward us and gave us each a silver dish. He uncovered both dishes at the same time and revealed Alfredo pasta with shrimp. I haven't realized how hungry I was till he revealed the food. It looked creamy as hell. I grabbed my fork and was about to eat but I saw Grey looking at me.

"Do you want to eat first?" I asked. He nodded a no.

"I want you to eat first. It's cute when you chew." He said. I hate how he says stuff like that unexpected.

"Are you sure?" I ask. Reynold was standing still in front of us.

"Reynold how are you doing?" I ask.

"I am doing just fine." He says politely.

"Aren't you tired? Get some sleep tonight okay?" I say. He smiles a really big smile.

"Of course mil' lady." He bows to me.

"Would you care for anything to drink." Reynold asks me. I look to Grey.

"How about some apple cider from the cellar." Grey asks.

"Of course." Reynold says. He smiles at me and walks off. I look to Grey.

"Eat before it gets cold." He says. I obey. I try it and it was heaven on earth. It was the perfect amount of pasta and sauce. The shrimp was for sure broiled with butter. It was absolutely delish.