"Reservations for Helia."
"Right this way, sir." The waiter led them to a table outside. It was adorned with a little vase filled with red roses, and a sparkling white tablecloth. Flora smiled at the decorations and thought, How in the world did he know I liked to sit outside, and I loved red roses? Oh...obviously. I'm the fairy of nature!
She casually took a step closer to Helia, and felt his hand clasp hers. She felt like she was on top of the world as Helia pulled out her chair and smiled at her. She carefully sat down, not wanting to rumple the dress. Helia sat across from her, his eyes stuck on her lips. He was smiling the whole time. Nothing can ruin this! he thought. He hid the box that he had been holding in his pant pocket, lightly tapping it to make sure it was secure.
They picked up their menus, hands flipping the page to the vegetarian side.
"I didn't know you were vegetarian!" Flora exclaimed.
"I'm not. I'm just trying to be better, like you." Helia explained truthfully. She blushed, and averted her eyes to the menu.
"Do you know what you want? I've decided." Flora looked up at him again, placing the menu back onto the table. Helia stopped staring at her, like he had been doing for the past 30 seconds, and glanced at the menu.
"Yeah. But...I didn't come here for the food Flora. I came here to tell you-"
"Would you like to order?" the waiter had been staring at Flora as well, entranced by her beauty, and had walked over there as quickly as he could seeing them put their menus down. He waited, his pen poised over his mini notebook. Helia glared daggers at him, but he remained unfazed, his eyes only for Flora.
"Minestrone soup." He muttered through gritted teeth.
"Make that two." Flora smiled. "I didn't know you likes that too!" Helia beamed at her, and the waiter, whose name was Stefan, wrote quickly, his eyes directing his anger to the notebook.
"Of course. Anything else?" Stefan stared at Flora, waiting for her response.
"No, thank you." Helia dismissed him, and Stefan left, seething with anger. Not that he was going to do anything. Flora, was taken.
"That was amazing!" Flora exclaimed.
"It was good." Helia grudgingly admitted, still mad at the oblivious waiter. He placed his napkin on the table and and put his credit card on the table. He called the waiter over again and said he wanted to pay. The waiter took the card and left, leaving them alone.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Helia asked once he got his card back. Flora grinned.
"Of course! I'd love to." They stood up and walked into he labyrinth garden. The green hedges that served as walls directed them through twisting turns, and Flora used her powers to show them the way to go. Helia suddenly cleared his throat.
"So...ummm...what I was saying before." Helia turned to face Flora, his hands clenched shut. "I came here because-"
"Look at that beautiful fountain!" Flora pointed. "Let's go sit at the bench." She pulled him to the bench and Helia gave an exasperated sigh in his head. This was not going the right way. In truth, Flora only interrupted him because she was afraid of what he was going to say. They sat down on the bench, and Flora leaned her head on Helia's shoulder while he stroked her hair.
He sighed. He couldn't put this off any longer. He took out the box from his pant pocket and slowly handed it to the now-sitting upright Flora. She opened it even slower. She gasped as it showed what was inside. A sparkling necklace with a diamond heart and silver key appeared.
"You shouldn't have! It's so beautiful. Thank you!" Helia took it out of the box, and Flora lifted her hair up while he clasped it on her neck.
"Flora, you are the key to my heart. Ever since I first met you, I've been amazed at you beauty, your kindness, and I wanted to love you forever. I do love you. I never thought I'd meet anyone who was so perfect in every way. Please, will you be my...umm" Helia lost his courage and looked down.
"Shhh." Flora put a finger on his lips. She leaned towards him, and put her arms around his neck.
"I love you." She said. She closed the distance, and their lips met, bringing a clash of emotions and sparks with it. She ran her hand through his long, dark hair, and basked in the feelings that she was feeling.
They slowly parted and gazed at each other for the longest time.
"Yes." She whispered.
Ok, so writer's block had hit me, and I couldn't get anything down. Sorry! I'll try to update faster next time. Thanks to everyone! I LOVE YOU ALL. By the way, the link for the picture of the necklace will be on my profile.