Wherever You Will Go

Chapter 12- The Date Part 2

{Dianne}
Walking down the street with Joe, hand in hand, just feels so natural. It feels right. That's weird though, considering the fact that I've only known him for a very short time. I wonder what's brought us so close. Perhaps it was the initial thoughts that we would never see each other again. Perhaps it's the way our personalities are so similar. Perhaps it's just the way we've kind of been thrown together, regardless of whether we're happy with it. Perhaps it's fate. Or perhaps we both just get along really well. Somehow, despite us being in very very unnatural circumstances for however long we've known each other, we've still managed to form a good relationship. Relationship? Friendship. A good friendship. That's probably been in our favour, come to think of it.

"What's the school called?" Joe turns round to ask me, looking at me kindly. He's a few paces ahead of me, having ran off to read a sign. After pulling a piece of paper out of my bag and scanning it for a few seconds I answer him.

"Lycée François Mauriac... is it this one?"

"Yeah."

For a minute I'm just stood frozen. Joe voiced my thoughts.

"Wow."

"You're not kidding. How am I not gonna get lost?"

"Well we'll both get lost together."

"Joe, what if we don't have the same lessons?"

He scoffs, "They can't do that."

"Well they can."

"Okay, well they won't do that. I'll make sure of it."

Now it's my turn to scoff,

"Joe you couldn't even order a pain au chocolat, a French pastry which is called the same thing in English!! How on earth are you going to tell a load of posh French teachers that we have to be in the same lesson?!"

"Point taken."

~~~

"How about grapes, do you like grapes?"

"Yeah Joe, sure. What about some popcorn or something? Or some biscuits?"

"Both, get both."

After putting a bag of popcorn and some biscuits in the already quite full basket I make my way back over to Joe.

"Why do we need all this food anyway?"

"I told you. I'm taking you somewhere special."

Attempting to stay serious I roll my eyes, but can't stop myself from grinning at the same time. This boy just does something to me. Which is strange, considering that nothing has really happened between us. Yet. I feel certain that something is going to happen, but I'm not sure when or where. Certainly I hope that something will happen, anyway.

Despite all my protesting, Joe pays for all of the food that we have. Which is a lot. He insists it's 'his treat' and won't even consider letting me chip in at all. It's quite a sweet gesture, I guess, but I make him promise that next time he'll let me pay. In reply he simply smiles at me, before grabbing the bag in one hand and my hand with his other. Still I don't know where we're going, but I'm excited as hell. Anywhere that he takes me will be good, that I know.

{Joe}
In truth I have no idea what this place is like, I just hope it looks similar in real life to how it does on Google maps; quiet and beautiful. After deliberating over which way to go a few times we finally find ourselves in the perfect place. We'd entered the actual park about five minutes ago, but finding the best place is incredibly important to me. This is it without a doubt. The area is quite secluded, surrounded by trees and bushes on three sides (this being just a clearing) and a stream that twinkles gaily in the sunlight at the other side. It's perfect.

Carefully I lay out the tartan blanket that we'd managed to buy and spread the food out around us. Opening the pack of grapes I turn to her.

"Catch."

"What?!"

"Catch this." I smirk.

"In my mouth?!"

"No you idiot in your feet... yes in your mouth!!"

Her face is expressionless for a moment, but she finally relents.

"Okay..."

With little power I throw it into the air so it loops perfectly. It lands straight in her mouth, causing her to throw her arms out in celebration. She's cute.

~~~

Dianne's just laying in my arms, both of us watching the ducks bob about on the stream. Without really thinking I lean down and kiss her forehead- it just feels like the right thing to do. In response she nestles further into my arms and subconsciously draws circles on the back of my hand with her fingertips. It's the little things that make me smile, the little things that make me like her even more than I already do. She tilts her head up so she's looking into my eyes,

"I like this."

"Me too."

I smile, leaning down towards her. Before I can she closes the gap, sending waves of warmth through my body. Neither of us break away, but it never becomes desperate. It's slow yet meaningful, as if we have all the time in the world. Well, we do have six months.

"That was... nice..."

In between deep breaths that's all she can say. It's all that need to be said.

"You didn't run away this time." I quip,

"I didn't last time!! Oh, wait... yeah I guess I kinda did..."

Smirking I look at her again,

"Yeah you did. But it's okay, I can forgive you. If that's what I get when you don't run away though then don't expect that to be happening very often."

She laughs softly, her eyes sparkling when she does, accentuating their amber colour. They're like pools of honey, filled with minuscule glitter flakes. Divine. And her laugh. It's the purest thing on this planet. It may not be the sweetest sounding laugh on Earth, but it is no doubt the most innocent. It's one of those infectious laughs- once Dianne starts laughing then you start laughing as well, and neither of you can stop. Eventually we're both just crying silently, doubled over with laughter.

"W-what are we even laughing at?" I question,

"I'm not even sure." She replies.

A/N
Hands up if you haven't proofread this yet but are gonna post it anyway 🙋🏼‍♀️🙋🏼‍♀️🙋🏼‍♀️. Yup. Guilty as charged. I hope there's not too many mistakes in this. If there are then I'm incredibly sorry.

Alsoooo, keep your eyes peeled for the next chapter because... well I'm not about spoilers but yeah...