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My head turns, and I see an angel. I blink twice. I need to make sure I’m seeing right. I see a vision of blue as her eyes look up at me, and then she smiles. A smile so beautiful that I become hypnotized, apparently because I do nothing but stare back at her.
I keep picturing her blonde hair, her white dress, how she smiles, how sweet she is, how delicate her voice is.
“What?” she asks, frowning a little. “Should I go change?” I stop laughing, wiping my mouth with my hand, composing myself. I don’t want to make her feel like I’m laughing at her. I’m definitely not. I’m laughing at myself. I’m an idiot, turning her down. “No,” I say, bringing the cigarette to my lips and taking one last smoke before I throw it out the window. My eyes lift to hers. “You look gorgeous,” I say, because why the fuck not. It’s true.
His hand lifts, reaching out and swiping his thumb across my cheek. I suck in a breath, and he smiles. “You blush so easily,” he says, laughing under his breath. “It’s embarrassing,” I say, feeling my cheeks get hotter under his touch. He shakes his head. “It’s cute.”
He approaches where I’m standing, but then his eyes land on the bouquet of flowers in my arms, and he frowns. “Who bought you flowers?” he asks. “Oh… well, no one. I bought them myself.” His eyebrows scrunch. “You bought yourself flowers?” he asks me. “Why?” I avert my eyes from him and look at the flowers in my arms. They’re huge daisies that fill out the bouquet so beautifully, and the sight of them makes me happy. “I love flowers,” I tell him. “And I don’t have anyone to buy them for me, so I buy them myself.” I shrug.
“When you told me that you buy yourself flowers because you don’t have anyone else to buy them for you, I felt bad,” he admits, making my breath hitch. “I know I’m not your boyfriend, but… we’re friends, right? And well, you have me now, so I’ll buy you flowers from now on.”
I love her. Of course, I fucking love her. I want every moment with her. I want to wake up with her, go to sleep with her, share every day with her. I want to teach her everything and share all of her firsts with her. I want to hear her laugh, I want to see her smile, I want to make her happy because she makes me happy just by being around, by being herself. I want her. I love her. “I’m going to get my girl back.”
“Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me. I want you. Today, tomorrow, and the next. I want you forever. If you’ll have me, I want to be yours. Completely yours, and I want you to be mine.” I nod, I don’t stop nodding, and he laughs, but he doesn’t stop there. “I want to wake up with you, go to sleep with you, go on adventures with you. I want to buy you flowers every single day.” I laugh. “That seems a little excessive—” “I’ll do anything for you, angel. Everything. I will be the best for you. I will do everything in my power to make you happy. Whatever it takes, I will do it.”
