Vegas, a CaptainSparkelz Fanfic

Tulips

My alarm clock buzzes. I get up and get ready. I shower put up my hair and throw on some makeup. I grab my bag containing my clothes, shoes, makeup,and acsesories. And my purse and walk down to the lobby, to wait for Jordan who should be here in about 5 minutes. My phone says its 12:10 so Jordan should have been here 10 minutes ago. There he is, in his Mercedes, fashionably late. I get in, throw my bag into the back seat and greet him with a kiss. "Why hello dear" Jordan says as he moves his hand towards me to hold it. I intertwine my fingers with his. "Traffic?" I ask.

"Yeah" he replies. He starts to drive.

My phone goes off and I check it. It's Sare, we have been out with each other quite often since dinner awhile back. Our friendship is back to its old normality. It read "So I have some exciting news. Liam and I have picked a date for the wedding, so now you can do everything else." Sare knows I don't like assistance when I do things so she just let me organize the wedding myself, which frankly I am happy about. I can't hold back my smile, I tell Jordan about Sare's text. I reply with "When?". She replies with "September 5th, is that to soon?". That's in 2 months exactly. "Nah, I can work with it." I say. We talk for a while about details.

"Jordan, does your mom like flowers?" I ask as we enter Santa Barbra., seeing a flower store "Yeah, tulips." He says. "Let's stop here" I say pointing at a strip mall, that the flower store is located at. Jordan and I pull in. "I will be back in a couple minutes" I say opening my door.

I buy Jordan's mom a dozen tulips and a birthday card. I thank the cashier and head back to Jordan's car. "She will love those" Jordan tells me.

"You think" I say inspecting them, "I also got her a card". I grab a pen from the passengers compartment and sign it, Jordan signs to and we are off. "We will be to my childhood home in a couple minutes." Jordan tells me. I start to feel nervous, what if she doesn't like me. I will think positive, or else my thoughts may become reality.

We pull up to the house. I grab my bag, the flowers and the card, leaving my purse in the car. We walk up to the front door side by side. Jordan rings the bell and my heart starts to pound.