Lost Smile *edited*

Chapter 7: Valentine's Day

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*

I woke up finding myself curled up and tucked in tightly, that's when I remembered what I did yesterday after dinner. I blushed madly as I jumped out of bed to see what day it was, only to find that it was Valentines Day. I saw that Dad had packed up some cookies in a heart decorated bag with a bow on it, I picked up a note that I'm assuming dad had put there for me to read.

It read:

        Give this to Jack and confess already, I know you want to. Good Luck my little smile.

<3 From Dad.

I sighed and put the package in my bag, of course he would do that. He's always looking out for me, trying to keep me happy. I technically already confessed to him, but I'll give him the cookies anyways. What dad doesn't know won't hurt him, plus if I don't give Jack something then his fan-girls will think something's up. But I wish we were actually dating, not faking a relationship to keep fan-girls away just because I'm jealous.

"Alright let's get to school,"

I said to myself, while looking at the time. I got a couple minutes before I have to go, but I don't want to be late so I'll just leave now and not worry about missing the first bell. I opened the door, making sure to lock it on my way out, and ran to school.

When I got there, Jack was just arriving.

"Jay!"

I called out, Jack turned and saw me running towards him, then readied himself  to catch me because I had jumped and was flying at him at an incredible speed. He caught me, but still fell down because of the force of my jump. We both fell laughing, as I landed on top of Jack with him hugging me.

"Hey Em, be careful you could've gotten hurt. Though that was quite the entrance, and I got a free hug from you."

Jack chuckled as he helped me up, making me pout and turn my head.

"Meanie, you should appreciate what you do get. After all that happened yesterday, I thought you deserved at least a hug. If I knew you would react this way, then I wouldn't have gotten you something this Valentine's Day."

I said still pouting, Jack smiled and pulled me into another hug.

"I don't care if you were to get me anything, as long as I get to see you then I'll be happy. But if you did get me something, then I accept it happily and maybe I got you something that you've been asking from me for a while."

Jack said, whispering the last part just loud enough for only those nearby could hear, making me blush.

"R-Really you'll got me that?"

I asked softly, while using my puppy dog eyes and blushing slightly, obviously acting if someone knew that we were only friends.

"Maybe, just maybe I did."

Jack said in a teasing tone, making me pout. Although I was laughing really hard on the inside, because I have never asked for anything from him.

"Meanie, why must you keep me guessing? You do this to me every year, and it ends up being something I didn't ask for."

I pouted, while trying to not laugh out loud. I could tell he was barely keeping himself from laughing too, as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Come on let's go somewhere quieter, I'll give you your gift then."

Jack said with a wink, as he slide his hand down to my side to guide me into the library which was more crowded for some reason. He took me to where the least amount of people were, and got on one knee.

"I love you and I promise to never leave you alone..."

He said out loud, causing a crowd to gather and making me blush. He pulled out a jewelry box and opened it, inside the box was a promise ring.

"Emiko, will you be mine and only mine?"

He asked, making me cry in happiness as I covered my face. I definitely did not expect this.

"Yes, a million times yes!"

I cried happily, as he placed the ring on my finger. The crowd clapped and Jack stood up bringing me into a hug.

"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!"

The crowd chanted, making me blush as Jack smiled softly.

"May I?"

Jack asked quietly as he leaned in, I nodded as I started closing my eyes. Then we kissed, with the crowd cheering in the background. And for the first time in forever, I smiled.