The Date

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  I smiled at Alec as we walked hand-in-hand into the small cafe I used to visit almost every day when I was younger. He was such a sweet soul, almost like a best friend to me. Every day that the wedding grew closer he did something to make me more sure that marrying him wouldn't be too horrible. I grew close to him, and he was easy to fall in love with. I just wasn't into him... romantically.

  "I'll have a coffee and a... hot chocolate." He smiles when ordering for me. I'd mentioned to him that's what I usually get here, but I didn't think he'd remember because it was just small talk. But everything I'd mentioned he seemed to remember. That made me smile, knowing he was observant. For someone being forced to marry a stranger, he sure did seem to care a lot about me.

  "You remembered!" I smile softly, giving him a peck on the cheek. He nodded, lacing our fingers together. I look down at our intertwined fingers, but felt nothing. No romantic feelings at all. See, I wasn't exactly into guys. Alec was sweet, but I didn't think of him as my fiancee, or soon to be husband for that matter. But something told me I loved him. Just not the way I should.

  I looked up into his soft green eyes and saw all the admiration he had, yet I'd lacked so much of. He loved me, I could tell by the way he looked at me as if I were the only girl in the world. I had his heart, but he didn't quite yet have mine. Every time I looked at him my mind trailed back to the same person. PJ. Of course, he had similar features to his sister, but I hadn't been able to get her off my mind.

  "So... PJ has been talking about you nonstop." He smiles cheekily and I feel a blush rise on my cheeks.

  "Oh, r-really?" I smile, biting my inner cheek. I thought of the golden eye girl, remembering how jealous she looked throughout the rest of the ball. She hadn't left my mind since I laid eyes on her. I felt like a love-struck idiot.

  "Mhm... she calls you Dork, though." He chuckles, putting an arm around my shoulder and I flinch slightly. "I'm glad you two are getting along. You should hang out tomorrow."

  My eyes widen at the thought and I chuckle nervous. "M-maybe..."

  The rest of the date was nice. It was peaceful, but I tried not to think of it as a date. I kept thinking of PJ, yet I had her brother sitting in front of me. I had told him nearly everything about me and he told me everything about him. It was nice talking for hours and not getting bored, but I usually did that with my friends. 

  Finally, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I froze. This CAN'T be happening.

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