Closer

Chapter 23: A Walk Under The Moonlight

Sam's POV

I looked once again in the mirror as I brushed my hair a bit to the side. There, it finally settled down. I was wearing a light blue button-up shirt. The first 2 buttons were unbuttoned, and over the shirt, a black coat. Then, I wore dark blue jeans that fit my ankle, and I wore a pair of dark brown loafers for my feet. I looked at my watch, and I was gone for half an hour. I hope she didn't get herself bored waiting downstairs.

Walking downstairs, I could see the slim frame of Amanda standing by the window. Phone on her hand as she talked animatedly with someone over it. I made my steps heard so she could know that I was approaching. As soon as I was only a couple of steps towards her, she turned around and smiled before ending her call.

"Who was that?" I asked out of curiosity.

"It was my sister. She's with Rose at some high school party. How come you're not there?" she asked, raising a brow. I chuckled as I scratched my jaw.

"Well, I'm grounded for now. So I hope you don't mind that we'll be just having dinner here," I said with a nervous smile.

"Now everything makes sense why you needed a company" she smiled. "Anyway, lead the way," she said.

We walked side by side as we got out of the house. We followed the pathway made of cobblestones which would lead us to the pavilion, which was situated a couple of meters from the main house. I asked the maids to have our dinner there so that no one would interrupt us. The garden lights were already lit up the pathway as we turned to a corner.

"Are we going to the pavilion?" she asked as she tried to open up a conversation.

"Yes, we are", I said, looking at her. Her height was about my forehead, but she's still wearing high heels at that. I think she is just about near my lips. "You've been there before?" I asked as I tilted my head in curiosity. She turned her head to me, looking at me for a while before answering.

"Once or twice. I take a liking to that place."

"Did the garden capture your heart?" I grinned, and she nodded with a wide smile. I chuckled a bit. "We must be in the same boat then. I always like the garden that surrounds the pavilion," I said and not from far, we could already see the pavilion. The lights hang on the corners, and there was candlelight on the centre of the table. The maids really outdid themselves.

There was a waiter waiting nearby with a cart of our food. He must've been waiting for us. I helped Amanda sit on her chair, and she thanked me with a small smile. I sat beside her, and the waiter placed our food on our table.

"I hope you don't mind some Italian food?" she shook her head.

"Would you like some Domaine du Comte Liger-Belair La Romanee Grand Cru?" the waiter asked me. I shook my head, but Amanda asked for the whole bottle.

"Tell me, why are you grounded in the first place," she said, sipping her wine from her glass. I chuckled nervously.

"I went to a party and got wasted," I said, scratching my jaw nervously. She looked at me for a while as the wheels on her mind started to run.

"Got wasted. I'm pretty sure there's a reason behind that. Care to explain? If you don't mind, that is," she said as she took a bite of her meatball.

"You know about the saying, first love never dies, right?" I asked, and she nodded while she wiped her mouth that was stained with sauce.

"What about it?" she asked in curiosity.

"I'll give you keywords, alright?" she quickly nodded.