I've Been Waiting For You (Stonald)

Never run away and hide from your first love. The circumstances between you lead to a beautiful begining.

"Donald?" his girlfriend whispered next to him, her cold hand wrapped up with his warm ones.

Donald turned to her side and held his girlfriend tightly in his arms, placing one hand on the side of her face and reaching for the strain of tears and threatened to fall from her eyes.

"What is it, Stacie?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle. His eyes scanned hers thoroughly and saw a glowing light of beauty coming from the moonlight behind the drapes. The look in her eyes says it all: Love, trust, and faith. He knew he'd be taking a step in this moment with her.

"I-I love you, Donald..." she stuttered, her voice shaking and clear. All the worried and truimphant thoughts in her mind were dispatched and strucked through Donald's head, sinking in and mind-racing.

He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. He's mind and heart were drowning inside the woman he loves, just to know that she too was already falling for him. He'll make her happy. He'll be her home. He'll be the man she'll love forever, and he guarantees that that'll happen.

He places both of his hand at the side of her face and forced her to look at him. He looks into her eyes, and tightens his hopeful eye contact with her. "Since when, Stacie?" he asked. His voice turned into a breathy whisper as he persuades her to vent how she really felt.

"Since the day I first met you." she tells him truthfully before Donald finally took over dominace with her mouth.