Chapter 6

Butch P.O.V

'I hope this works rulebreaker'

The shop smelled of mint. Mint leafs. I turn to my right while pushing through the doors taking a wiff. Looking down to see a mat Labeled "Welcome" with flowers and vines twisting around and through the letters.

Wow, this is so girly. I feel so soft, that its making me sick. I look down and notice my hair still dripping down my face.

"Hi sir can I help you?" Sang a cheery voice. Why, do people always do that? When I'm thinking they have to chime in. It gets me so annoyed. I look up. "Yeah do you have flowers here?" She starts laughing. Like hysterically.

"Hehe of course we have flowers here silly goose!" She giggles in between her laughs. Just watching her is making me sick. How happy and cheery she is.

"What kind of flowers are you looking for?" she walks out from behind the counter now I can fully see her white dress and green apron with the gold stitching "Able's Flowers." Talk about a sucky uniform.

"Uh, you got buttercups here?" It felt weird saying her name, and thinking of her as a flower. I mean, she's anything but soft and sweet. She can be kind, but to who she wants.

" Well it wouldn't be called Ables flower shop if we weren't able to get you some! Hahaha." She's holding onto the counter for dear life about her stupid joke.

Now she's practically wheezing. She looks like she's about to pass out.

"Whatever." I mumble. I can find them myself, I don't need some girls help. I look at the aisles with signs... hmm where is it... Buttercups! Bingo. I rush towards the flowers.

When I enter I see all different colors of buttercups. From blue to pink, to orange to barf green. "Yellow. Just stick with yellow." I whisper to myself, trying not to get overwhelmed by all the choices.

I walk over and grab a bouquet of Buttercups. Yellow of course. Since they were so small, there wasn't only 12 there were like 40.

"Okay Butch, you da man. You got this. YOU DA MAN!" I whispered 'quietly' to myself. I turn about to leave and check out, to see a kid and his mom and a bunch of other shoppers staring at me.

What? I didn't do anything? Are they that surprised I'm buying flowers? Then a little girl runs up to me jumping up and down with her gross sweaty stuffed bunny yelling "You da man!"

Wait... what? Oh shit. Was I that loud? "You da man! You da man! You da man!" Now she's pulling on my sleeves. "STOP." She froze. I stomp away holding the bouquet firmly in my palm. I went up to the front desk slamming them lightly onto the counter.

"Hehe, is this all today for you, da man?" The clerk begins but ends up laughing by the end of the sentence. I look up to see the lady from earlier.. the one who laughed in my face.. AGAIN.

Okay now I'm pissed. "YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID FLOWERS!" I yelled in her face. She immediately stopped and had wide eyes.

I snatch my wallet out of my back pocket and slam two twenty's on the table." TAKE YOUR MONEY! I DONT CARE!" I grab my flowers and leave.

Fuck her. Fuck them all. What does it take for a man to get flowers for his best friend? God, people need to mind there own damn business.

At least it stopped raining. Now for part 2 of my plan... Give the flowers to Buttercup. Now.. Where's her house again? Oh yeah! Duh its 7 houses down from mine.

Normal P.O.V

"Hey sexy, wanna get with this in this?" Butch turned his head to see a car speeding past with a brunette girl with a bikini top on flirting with him. As attractive as she looked right now, he rejected.

He wasn't that low of a person to do something like that. He would save himself for one and only one girl. Buttercup. Until that one day he would marry her.

Butch P.O.V

Yeah that's right, I've planned my whole life with this list. After that, were gonna grow old and have 400000 babies. Heh, maybe not. But I know I want a lot.

BANG. I slam into the white door. Oh, I'm here. I get up, and knock. No answer. I ring the doorbell. Still no answer.

I lean over and look in the window to see Buttercup's school bag on the ground. "Hmmm, she must be home." BANG BANG BANG. I'm slamming the door by now and no answer.

Oh well, I know where she hides the keys. "I just hope she's okay." I speak while walking towards her stairs.

"BUTTERCUP? ARE YOU HERE?" I shout afraid to come in her room. Wham. "Fuck." "Oh shit. Sorry Butch. What are you doing here?"

I look up, "I just wanted to say hi..." "Here let me help you." She softly grabs my hands and removes them from my face and observes my nose. "Its bleeding? Did you know that?" "N-no." Sigh. "Hold on one second don't move."

She walks into her room, and through the bathroom door. THE FLOWERS. I left them on the counter. Crap, I cant let her see them. "Hold this too your face okay?" Nod.

"I'll be right back Im gonna go grab some gauze." She walks to her desk and is rummaging through it. I take this great precious moment to check her out, because its rare I get too. "Grey long-sleeve and black spandex. Nice."

She turns to me. She's quiet... what? Buttercups never quiet. After about 15 seconds she turns away blushing. A little above a whisper she says "Thanks..." She grabs the gauze and walks up to me. I mess with the gauze for a while, as she watches me.

"How the hell do you use these damn things?" I mutter to myself. "Idiot, you put them in your nose." "HEY! YOUR THE ONE WHO HIT ME!" I yell.

She raises her hands in defeat. "okay okay I'm sorry chill." Sigh. "Hey, Butch why are you really here?" "I got you something." She raised her eyebrow at me.

"What is it?" I walk her over to her bed and sit her down on the edge of it. "Stay here. I'm gonna go get it." Nod. "Oh and if you don't like it tell me honestly, okay please?" She smiled at me "I promise Butch." "Close your eyes."I ran downstairs and grabbed the bouquet.

My nose stopped bleeding so I took the things out. I slowly enter her room. Glob, I hope she likes them. I hope she doesn't think I'm some perverted freak.

My shoes creak the floorboards. "Butch, is that you?" "Y-Yeah.. Keep your eyes closed okay?" She didn't respond but kept them closed. I took a deep breath in.

"You okay dude?" "Yeah. Just keep them closed." I looked down at her soft creamy colored hands. I put the Buttercup bouquet into her palms slowly."Can I open them?" I don't know if I should let her, she might say no. Just do it Butch... remember You da man. "Open." Flick. They shot open like lightning. She studied the bouquet. Oh crap.. Is that a good look?

Hahaha cliff hanger ^_^

I love doing that =D

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