My palms have been all sweaty and I've been jumpy since this afternoon.
Ellie went to the mall on my behalf and got me a stunning white lace gown. It's a long sleeve and has a mandarin collar. Flares down to my knees and I'm pairing it up with white heels.
I pick my clutch and look at myself one last time. I adjust my ponytail and smile to myself. Weird but I'll take it. Ellie made me up but left because promised to help babysit her neighbour's kids.
I walk downstairs to meet those blue eyes staring at me. I'm close to the bottom of the stairs when he offers his hand which I gladly take. He's such a gentleman today. I smile and that makes him smile back me.
"Be careful children," my dad says from the kitchen. We were about leaving the house when I hear my dad's voice, making us stop on our tracks. "Zane I want to see my daughter back in this house by 10pm."
"I will sir," Zane says in a firm voice which he afterwards gulp. I can hear my mum laughing from the kitchen. I shake my head and walk out through the opened door, Zane follows.
He opens to door to his LaCrosse for me that ends up in laughter and sit. Once he's sitted, he puts on his seatbelt and smiles at me.
"You look beautiful C. Now I'm gonna take my baby girl and as I said yesterday, I gonna show you off."
I place a hand on my heart. "Look at you, making a girl blush," We both erupt in laughter. "So where are we going?"
"Nowhere too fancy. See it's kind of your thing...and mine,"
"You don't like crowded spaces?"
"Not all the time. Have those days though..." he shrugs and starts up the car. We keep driving and one of my favourite songs, Good For You by Selena.
"I'm on my marquise diamonds
I'm a marquise diamond
Could even make that Tiffany jealous
You say I give it to you hard
So bad, so bad
Make you never wanna leave
I won't, I won't
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight"
I sing on the top of my voice while Zane just hums to the music. We do this till the song is over. The truth is that I don't consider my voice to be good so I'm shy singing in front of people but I didn't realise this until I'm done singing.
Caught up in the moment thing....Happens all the time.
I avoid his gaze but he stops driving, putting his finger under my chin and moving my head up slowly until I look into his eyes. I purse my lips, unsure of what thoughts I should think about right now. I gulp.
"What are you thinking about?" I don't answer. "If it was you singing, you have a nice voice. Learn to go out there, okay?"
"Okay...so why are parked out here?"
"Because this is our destination," he states, unbuckling his seatbelt and got out from the car. Not long after, he opens my door and I step out. I look around I find out we are at the park. It's quiet but it's nice. We walk together towards a blue picnic mat, spread out. Candles illuminate the entire surroundings I smile at him before we both sit down. The scene is breathtaking. The stars are shining above me and they are twinkling, making me remember those little rhymes my mum and sometimes Samantha would sing to me before I go to bed. I sigh and look at Zane who's looking at the stars in fascination.
"This is beautiful Zane,"
"I knew you'll like it. Nights like this remind me of my life. How lonely it has been and how you changed it,"
"How did little me do that?"
"You are one little bundle of joy when you want to and can be feisty too. Knowing you for these five months made me love my life. Making me forget Taylor's little drama of a life, my parents' always too absent from I and Zara's life, but you changed the whole thing. I am so happy I met you,"
If I wasn't strong, I'd have started crying because that was beautiful.
"How's life been like for you?" I ask him as his eyes glisten in the dark lit up night. His white shirt's hugging his body and could make you drool but, WHAT!
I shake my head but laugh when I hear him chuckle.
"I and Taylor were really close even after my parents left for the UK. I thought I'd be like that but it changed ever since she met Blake. He was a monster that walked into her life and changed her. Little by little, I couldn't understand my own sister. After she drove recklessly with Zara in the car, I told her to stay away because seeing her laying on that bed unconscious the night before we met at school. I couldn't stand it. It was awful and I feel awful for attacking you verbally that day and-"
"You were under pressure and I understand clearly," He looks like he has something to say, I let him go on.
"When Tay decided to abandon us, I met a girl named Ciara. She was my first girlfriend actually. She helped get over the whole Tay mess. She died two years ago. I had to let go. I became closed off to James but when Darren came in the following year, he was fun. The joker if you ask me," he laughed with his rich deep voice.
"Yeah he is," I stare back at the sky.
"And you?" I face him. "What do I need to know about you? I've known you for three months and you seem partially closed off.
"I was born in Florida, Miami. But moved to New York but due to the bullying, we moved here. I suffered depression and self harm accompanied with drug addiction. It wasn't severe but my parents thought it was a nice thing I had a therapist. And I feel bad that Sam and R-" I cut myself off. "So that's basically it."
He looks at me a little but decides to speak. "You want to dance?" I nod and I stand up.
He picks up his phone and plays Talking to the moon by Bruno Mars. He places his phone down and watches me, placing his left hand at my back while I place my two hands round his neck. We just go with the flow of the music.
Later on, I rest my head on his shoulder, still swaying to the music. I get hit with his strong cologne. One I've become accustomed to. He stops and gets down on one knee. I'm not comprehending what is going on until he gets out from his pocket a necklace and wears it round my neck.
"Do you love it?"
"Yes!" I say excitedly and hug him, catching him off guard for the moment but he catches on.
"It's pretty," I lift it till I see it has my birthstone on it -aquamarine. The silver chain contrasts with my skin tone. "How did you know?"
"You said it unknowingly during one of our group study sess. I'm glad you love it."
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Teen Fiction"It's okay Zane. My dad always told me that a man who is proud of dying, is proud of showing his battle scars. I want to be that man," Her life was gone. Everything she had was gone and now she's struggling to put back the pieces of her life back to...
