Title: Beautiful In My Eyes
Artist: Joshua Kadison
"And now it's time to turn on that fan!"
I watch Sam and Carly do crazy things in front of the huge machine Socko lent us for tonight's show. If I'm right, the diameter of that fan is almost a meter long and the wind it produces emits a power of almost- wait. if Sam can hear me, she'll start calling me names again so I better shut up now.
Anyway, so there I am, loving the girls' silly antics and the goofy faces they're making for our viewers. Sam looks totally hilarious with her blonde-curly hair all around and her mouth almost being torn apart like she's sticking her head out of an airplane window or something. I would so love to take a picture and use it against her. If only Gibby or Spencer's here to take the camera from me.
And then there's Carly. She looks… well, absolutely breathtaking.
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I don't cook.
It's a lot harder that setting up wires and writing programming codes and thinking of something to shot back at Sam. Mom says cooking skills aren't really needed to make a satisfying meal, just enough ounce of love.
I laughed hard when she told me that. She didn't get mad though. She just said that I'd find out that it's true eventually.
And I never thought I'd say this but she's right!
My chicken noodle soup tastes awesome! I don't mean to brag but it only takes me one try to get the recipe right. I'm proud to say that I've done it all by myself. I guess I've poured every ounce of love I have into it. I mean, come on! It's for Carly.
She's lying on her bed with her whole body covered up with a thick blanket when I enter her room. I wheel her computer chair beside her bed and my heart breaks as soon as I see her. She looks pale and weak, and the circles under her eyes are too much for her creamy white skin.
"Hey, Freddie."
I smile at her and a few minutes later, I find myself feeding her like a little child.
"How do you feel?"
I help her lie down again as I stroke her hair gently.
"Horrible." She pouts. Cutely. "And you know what's worse? I look absolutely horrible. I can't even bring myself to look in the mirror. My hair's oily and I smell like poop. I wasn't able to sleep well last night so I know it looks like Sam's punched me in the face and it's really, really starting to…"
I can't help it! We're not together… yet but she's going on and on and it's just so hard not to steal a kiss to shut her up.
I know she's going to slap me for taking advantage of her weak body. I can feel it coming so I close my eyes and wait for it because I deserve it.
Except she just flicks me on my forehead and grins at me after.
"You're going to get sick too, silly! Your mom will hate me and…"
I shut her up again and she doesn't protest.
It's totally unfair because when I wake up the next morning, I almost screamed at my reflection. How come she still looks irresistible even when she's sick while I look like a monster who's about to terrorize the town?
.
I've done it.
In the midst of tossing graduation caps and feeling the rush of freedom and excitement, I've done it.
I pull the small box out of my pocket while she's busy congratulating each and everyone who passes by her. I kneel on the ground and wait for her to turn to me and when she does, I put on my best smile and open it in front of her.
"Carly, I know I've been making long speeches all my life; from our high school graduation, Spencer's wedding, Sam's birthday, and even today. It's never hard for me to write them or deliver them in front of everyone because I know exactly what to say. But right now, I can't make a speech about how much I love you because I'll never be able to stop. I can't tell you the promises I'm gonna make because I long for your endless happiness." I take a deep breath and hold her hand. "I think I've said enough so I'll cut it short. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Carly. Will you..." I think that's not the best time to swallow hard, right? "…marry me?"
She's crying. Oh no.
I stand up and reach for her but I figure I don't have to because she's already thrown herself at me.
"Of course, I'll marry you! Nub!"
So this is what it feels like to be on top of the world! Nothing's better than holding the one you love in your arms after she's agreed to be with you forever. I lift her face slowly and stroke her cheek with my thumb. Her mascara leaves dark streaks streaming down her face, mixing with droplets of tears from her eyes.
At this point in time, there's only one thing in my mind.
"I'm marrying a panda."
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I still can't believe it. I used to think that it's impossible.
But we're talking about Carly here and she never ceases to surprise me in any way.
"What's that, honey?"
Oh. I've almost forgotten that we're dancing in the middle of the room. I tighten my grip on her waist and look at our hands clasped together. It makes me smile knowing that she's mine now.
"Freddie…" she calls my attention and the moment I look at her sparkling eyes, I find myself drowning in them. Cheesy but true. "What's impossible?"
Should I tell her?
"You're thinking that you can't believe I married you after all these years, are you?" she teases and it takes all the self-control I have in my system not to carry her out of our own wedding reception so I can already do things with her and seriously… I can't wait.
I just smile and answer her. "That and another thing."
She stops swaying and lifts her hand from my shoulder to cup my cheek. "Then what's the matter?"
"I thought that it's impossible for you to get so much more beautiful than you already are. I was wrong."
Author's Note:
Yay! I love this song. :) This one's supposed to be longer but I'm afraid that I might run out of ideas for the next 24! Haha. I know, the ending's kinda... weird.
Anyway, thanks to everyone who read and reviewed the first chapter. :D
