Just a little something for Valentine's Day.

Sticky Notes and Roses

He said Valentine's Day was a hallmark holiday. It was just a "holiday" that the card companies created in order to make more money. He said, and I quote, "I love you every day, why should I just share that today because it's Valentine's Day?" I had to admit, he had a point, but I should have known. It was all part of his clever scheme, and I fell for it.

I thought this morning was going to be just like any other. I wasn't expecting anything. I figured I'd wake up, shower, get dressed, fix my hair, brush my teeth, grab a pop-tart and run out the door. You know the usual. But I was wrong. And it was AH-MAY-ZING.

"Chloe! Get up!" Aunt Lauren knocked on my door and yelled. I groaned and rolled over in my bed to look at my clock. Where the numbers should have been flashing, was a hot pink sticky note instead. I scrunched up my eyes. My vision was still slightly blurry from sleep, so I peeled off the note and took a closer look.

Good Morning Beautiful - D.

I smiled at the little note. That was sweet, and totally put me in a better mood. I let out a small giggle at the initial he had added, like I wouldn't know that it was him who had left the note.

I ran my hand through my hair and rolled out of bed with a smile on my face. Who knew a little note could make my morning?

It's a good thing I was paying attention this morning, because normally, my bathroom door is always opened, but this morning, it was closed, and there on the door was another sticky note, along with a pink rose taped to the door. I smiled as I pulled the rose free and sniffed it.

You have the most breathtaking smile.

I lightly traced the words with my finger. How sweet… I thought and smiled. But now my brain was ticking…what was he up to? Did he have something else planned or was this just sweet little notes? I shook my head and headed into the bathroom and jumped into the shower.

By the time I had gotten dressed, brushed my hair and my teeth, I had started to think the sticky notes thing was over considering I hadn't found any more. But again, I was proved wrong. As soon as I stepped out of my room and walked into hall where my backpack was waiting for me, there was another sticky note stuck to my bag, with another rose.

I smiled as I swung my bag over my shoulders and held the roses in one hand as I read the third note.

You are the most beautiful girl in the world.

By now, my smile was permanently plastered to my face. What was up with these notes? I thought we weren't celebrating Valentine's Day? And then my heart began to beat over time. I didn't do anything for him…I didn't get him anything…okay, that's okay, I can pick something up for him after school…no big deal, its Derek. At the thought of him, my smile reappeared and my heart began to flutter. I had it bad-d.

I turned to head down the stairs and almost tripped over my feet trying to stop so abruptly. Derek had left a single rose on each step. I laughed again as I picked up each rose on my way down the stairs. By now I had about twenty roses in my hands. Ohhh this boy…

When I reached the kitchen, Aunt Lauren was sitting at the table reading the newspaper and drinking some coffee. She eyed me as I came in, a smirk on her face.

"I see you got your little surprises." She grinned. I smiled back with a sappy "yeahh…" I could feel my cheeks redden but I don't know why, after all, Derek and I had been together for over a year now. It was no big deal to anyone anymore. Aunt Lauren actually adores Derek now, they get along great, which honestly still surprises me sometimes…

"Do you know what he has planned?" I asked out of sheer hope. But she just smirked and shook her head. "Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you and ruin it for him. He has put a lot of work into this." She smiled.

Oh…well…he does have something planned then…I reached up into the cabinet to pull out a pop-tart, my usual fast breakfast food, but I found the box was missing, and in its place was another sticky note and a rose. I pulled them out of the cabinet and read.

No pop-tarts this morning beautiful. Go outside, and grab a jacket, its chilly.

I laughed at this one, he's even bossy in a note. "I guess I'm not eating here…" I laughed as I grabbed my hoodie and walked out the back door, calling bye to Aunt Lauren.

Derek's black truck was parked in the drive way, and the amazing guy himself was leaning up against the hood. I walked up to him and stood up on my tippy toes to give him a kiss but he pulled away. "Read." He rumbled as he pointed to the sticky note that was stuck to his hoodie.

Will you go out with me tonight?

I laughed and nodded, "Of course." Derek smiled and held up a finger when I tried to give him yet another kiss. He pulled out the pad of sticky notes and a sharpie and began scribbling another message.

Now may I have a kiss?

I laughed. "Duh!" I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck, our foreheads pressed together, his fierce green eyes staring into my baby blues.

"I love you Derek." I smiled, and pressed my lips to his. I felt him smile into the kiss and after a moment he pulled away.

"I love you Chloe." His deep voice rumbled, and I couldn't help myself. He was just too perfect. So I leaned in and gave him the most passionate kiss of his life.