I gazed out of the windshield into the horizon. I had parked my car on a hill over-looking Bellwood. The sun was about to set and Julie and I wanted to see the best of it. I got out first and went over to Julie's side and opened the door and offered my hand to her as a sign of chivalry. She smiled at the cheesy gesture and accepted my outstretched hand.
Once she was out of the car, I led her to a perfect spot that I had prepared earlier today, and I prayed to God that it was still there. To my great relief everything was still intact. The blanket was laid out perfectly underneath a weeping willow, with a perfect view of the sunset. A picnic basket was set in the middle of the blanket, containing the dinner that Gwen had made for us, with a soda bottle sticking out of the top (Diet Sierra Mist because I couldn't have a lot of sugar).
"It's cheesy, I know but-," I started, but Julie put a finger on my lips to silence me.
"It's perfect Ben," she said, gesturing to what I had laid out. "And the sunset is beautiful."
"But not as beautiful as you, Jules," I said, taking her in my arms. I thought she would laugh at that bit of cheese, but she didn't. Instead she began to kiss me and I kissed her back eagerly. The skin on her hand felt soft on the back of my neck and my hand was tangled in her sweet-smelling coal black hair. When we broke apart her earthen eyes found me and shone even brighter than the stars, moon, and sun combined. I hugged her close and she snuggled her head against my chest.
I am so glad I have a girl like Julie, I thought later on as we had the best night of our lives.
A/N: Hey I picture Ben being one of those hopless romantic types when he's not acting like an idiot! So that's that!