Rebuilding

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Y/n POV
I see hayes grin a cheeky grin, just from my giggle, and I feel nash grin as well. "There's the Y/n I know!" he says and I hug hayes again. Nash grabs me again and plops me next to him. Hayes scurries up between us, and we all sit there and smile at eachother. All of the sudden nash jumps up and tells me he has a surprise. Hayes smiles, I'm pretty sure he knows what's up.

"How about we drive down to Monterey and go on a dinner date? I made reservations at the place on the Pier that you love for two." I smile, and nash opens my closet to reveal a dress that is absolutely gorgeous.

"Oh, and it'll only be the two of us there, so I thought we might as well dress fancy!" I smile.

Nash got me a dress that is navy blue, has a sweetheart neckline and is made of chiffon. It has a belt sewn on to it with silver embellishments, it's so pretty. He got me new heels and a clutch. Everything is my size. I pull his head down and kiss him. "I love you more than anything baby." I say. Nash goes into another room to get dressed. I have hayes help me get my hair done and makeup. Hayes has to stay home but he tells me to have fun. I walk out and nash is standing in a tuxedo that matches my dress. We get in the car, and nash is smiling the whole way there. I stare at him until we start seeing beaches, and look out. It's almost sunset. How beautiful. We arrive at the place and nash really did reserve the place. He opens the door, and a waitress smiles at nash. "You guys are as cute as you said!" she says to nash. She walks and tells us that we have a special table on the beach near the pier. We go down and there is a table and candles in the sand. The table has rose petals on it. This is the most romantic thing ever. I order the mushroom lobster bisque, it is the best here. Nash gets lobster, and our food is brought out. We eat and talk about life and the beach and memories here. When we are done, we get up and take a nice walk. Nash takes his shoes and socks off and I take my heels off. We kiss, and a waiter snaps a pic. We are walking along the shore. I see a little bottle washing up like in the movies. Nash gives me the go ahead and I run to pick it up.

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