Today is the last day of our bet and I'm scared. Im not sure if Im in love with him, but I know that I love him. I need this money for college. Why couldn't he be an asshole? Then, I wouldnt mind dumping him.
No one knows about the bet, except for the girls. I intend to keep it that way. Me and Roc have gone somewhere everyday for the past eleven days. And this afternoon, we're going out and I'm spending the night at his house.
At the last bell, Roc came up to me. "Ready to go, my love?"
I giggled. "But, of course!" I closed my locker and we walked back to his car talking. Once we got there, he opened my door and helped me in. He threw our bags in the back seat and hopped in. Then, we drove off.
I was wearig the outfit on the side, with some yellow wedges. My curly hair was flat-ironed, and I was wearing silver hoops.
We got out in front of an IHOP. I'll admit, I was dissappointed, we've been here a million times before. But, I didnt want to seem ungrateful. So I smiled and grabbed his hand.
He smiled and started walking. Away from IHOP...
"Arent we going to IHOP?"
"Naw, we're going for a walk.."
I looked down at my feet. Walking and heels dont go together.
"I wish you would've told me that..."
He looked down at my feet, then back at me. "Dont worry. It's not that far."
We walked down the street. It was a main road, so there were people everywhere. People on bikes, kids coming home from school... We turned into a park and I smiled. How romantic! Dibs on the swing!
"Just a little further..." he said as we walked by the playground part of the park. Bopped my whole life...
We walked by kids flying kites and bikers and old couples feeding birds. Reminds me of Central Park back home. Yea, Im from NYC.
We walked over a bridge and on our right, there was a beach. Is that the ocean?
We finally stopped when we came to a picnic basket. He pulled out a red-and-white blanket and set it down. The, he grabbed my hand and pulled me down with him. He packed chicken, sandwiches, salad, tacos, water bottles, juice... So much food!
"Where'd you get all this from?" I said, taking a water bottle.
"I made it..."
I looked at him with the 'stop lying' face.
"Okay, okay... my sister helped a little." I laughed.
"So she's in town this week?"
"Weekend..."
We kept eating. Like always, I lost track of the time in his eyes. I looked up, and it was 5:30 pm! He cleaned everything up, picked up the basket, and we walked back to the car.
When we walked by the bridge, he caught me looking at the ocean. He pulled me in that direction and we walked across the beach...
I slipped off my heels, he took off his shoes. We walked across, hand-in-hand, watching the sun lower in the sky. He smoothed a piece of my hair behind my ear and I looked at him. He dropped the basket in the sand. He grabbed my cheek and pulled me closer... We kissed again and I could feel the sparks, just like every other time.
When we pulled away, we both smiled. Then, he grabbed me by my legs and started walking to the water. I was kicking and screaming, but he wouldnt put me down. He was laughing, and I was trying not to fall in the water.
"Stop, Roc! Put me down!"
"Okay..." he pretended like he was gonna drop me, and I screamed again.
People were starting to look at us, so he slowly put me back on my feet. I was still breathing heavy and we were both laughing. We kissed again, and I pushed him on the ground. I was laughing at him, because he was so surprised. Then, he locked his arm around my legs and made me fall, too. He climbed on top of me, and we started rolling around in the sand. When we stopped, he was on top of me. He kissed me one last time, then got up. He pulled me up to my feet, and then, he wiped the sand out of our hair. I grabbed my shoes, and he grabbed his and the basket.
Then, we got up and walked back to his car. He put the basket in the back seat and turned to me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the hotel.
"I thought we were going to your house?"
"Not tonight, baby."
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I dont have anything to say... Lol
MWWAAAAAHHH!!! xoxo
-Jojo
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A Dozen Days for Love (MB Fanfic- ON HOLD)
FanfictionHow long does it take for someone to fall in love on average? Couple months? Years? What about 12 days? Crazy, right? Jayla is in this position when she meets the sexy Roc Royal. He is in love with her at first sight, but she's been hurt too many ti...