Madnessa Love Story.

Chapter 42-

Madelaine pOv

"Mads." Vanessa shakes me.

"Yes?" I ask getting, up from the bed."

"We're over." Vanessa says.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"We. Are. Over." She smiles.

"W- Why?" I tear up.

"I found someone, better."

"Please, don't leave me Nessa." I say, holding her hand.

"I'm sorry, Madelaine." She says, and disappears.

I was breathing, heavily. I was sobbing, from this horrible, nightmare.

I looked beside me, to see Vanessa is still asleep.

I didn't want to wake her up, she looked so peaceful.

Why would, I have this nightmare?

Is Vanessa really going to leave me?

No, she loves me. I know, she does.

I see Vanessa, stir in the bed and she opens her eyes.

"Mads. Are you, okay?" She tells me, looking directly in my eyes.

"Yes. I'm fine." I lie, but she can tell when I'm lying, so she sits up.

"Don't lie to me, babe. What's wrong?" She asks, very concerned.

"I just- I had a nightmare." I look down and fiddle, with my finger.

"What was the nightmare about?" She asks.

"About you." I tell her, and she sits up.

"About, me? What happened?"

"You left, me." I say with tears forming, my eyes.

"Aw, baby. I would never, leave you just know that, please." She says, as she hugged me tightly kissing my forehead.

"Thank, you." I whispered, pulling away from the hug.

"You're welcome. Don't scare, me like that." She frowns.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean, to." I say, apologetic.

"It's okay." She smiles.

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We were deciding, what to do today, because we had no fucking clue.

We decided, to go eat breakfast at IHop. I haven't eaten there, since I was a kid.

"Babe. How about, I take you on a romantic date?" Vanessa smiles.

"Why would, you want to?" I laugh.

"Really Mads? You're MY girl, and I want to take MY girl, on a date. Can, I not do that?" She raised her brow.

"No, you can babe." I smile and lean in to kiss her.

God, I'll never get tired of kissing her.

"So, Madelaine Grobbelaar Petsch. Will, you make me the happiest girl in the world, and go on this date with me?" She asks, and I get butterflies in my stomach.

I felt, like she was proposing. I mean, don't get me wrong I love her, and I want to marry her, but maybe she isn't ready.

"Yes." I say, and she laughs, and pecks my lips.