So this is it! the last chapter, I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as I do. See you all soon.
Breakfast on the following day wasn't as awkward as Sybil thought it would be, Tom seemed lighter than usual, perhaps he had a good dream. Sybil thought, but it didn't matter why, Sybil was happy she had managed to get back in good terms with Tom.
"What if we went for a street fair today?" Tom asks casually, he didn't want it to seem like he was inviting her for a date, which he wasn't, well unless she wanted to, of course. "That is if you'd like to."
Sybil was sure of her answer even before Tom finished and it could only be yes. What could possible be better than spending an afternoon playing games with Tom Branson?
"I heard about it, some friends from work talked about it." Said Sybil. "It sounds fun, we should go."
that was it, she had said yes, and now Tom was feeling like he was some silly teenage boy who was looking for a date to prom and wanted to ask the prettiest girl in school. But the turn of events was that he wasn't a boy anymore and she had said yes, it wasn't a date but still, it was the best he could get.
Just tell her how you feel. A voice whispered in his head, maybe it was his conscience, but Tom had chosen to ignore it, maybe he could do that later, if the fair wasn't a total disaster, and at that moment Tom made a silly bet with himself. If Tom manages to win Sybil a prize from the fair, any prize, he'd tell her. It was a stupid bet, just a way that Tom had made to insure that he would tell her.
"And just so you know, I loved the fair back then, and I think I can beat you in any game." Sybil said, already with a winning smirk in her face and a gleam in her eye.
"Oh, really?" Tom answered "But I promise I can win something there, trust me, I am a better player than you think."
"We'll see about that Mr. Branson." Sybil smiled "We'll see."
After arriving at the fair, they quickly started on the games, though none of then had managed to win a prize yet, they had tried with the fishing area, they had tried to shoot the duck, but they both failed miserably.
"I think I lost my practice." Sybil said laughing as they stopped by a food truck, thing that got Sybil addicted the minute she had discovered about them.
"Me too." Said Tom "But we still have one left."
"You know that those streight games aren't fair." She protested "You are obviously a lot stronger physically than I am."
"But it's the only game we haven't played and you don't need to play it if you don't want to." He said, at this moment Tom was feeling quite desperate to win a prize, it was maybe the only way he would get the courage to tell her. "Please."
"Why do you want a prize so much? It's only a stuffed animal."
"I have my reasons, you'll see." Tom answered, and Sybil wondered what could be Tom's reason to want a stuffed animal, he had no one to give it to, his siblings were quite grown up and he had no small cousins that sybil was aware of.
"Fine, but you will play it once, it's getting late and we both have to work tomorrow, plus its sunday I still want to sleep soon so that I can wake up rested for the weekend."
"You're the best!" Tom exclaimed and ran to the game, feeling like a kid. She walked to reach him and to see him play, he had a fire in his eyes, he was truly determinate to win that prize, like that would mean his life. And somehow for him it did.
"Good Luck!" Sybil said, stepping closer and feeling bold enough to give him a good lucky kiss on his cheek. Tom blushed brightly but smiled throwing the bat with so much fierceness she was ure he had won his treasured prize.
"Here it is." Said a man giving him a stuffed bear. "Now your girlfriend has a big stuffed bear."
Now it was Sybil's turn to blush, but she rather liked the sound of that, girlfriend, maybe that was the term she was looking for to describe them. It seemed fit and now that he stopped to think of it, that was probably the way people see them, as a pair and as equal.
"Okay that was a bit awkward." Tom said laughing but looking at her in the eye.
"Maybe." She said serious without even realising, as Tom opened his mouth to speak Sybil didn't know what to make of his new statement.
"I like you, as in a like, like you way." After he said those words Sybil just stood there frozen. "I am sorry I am an idiot, I should have shut up."
"Please don't, I like when you speak with me." She said, but that only made Tom confuse, did she said she like when he speaks, or that he likes him? "Do you mean what I think you meant?"
"What do you think I meant?" Tom asked, his voice quiet and low.
"That you actually have deeper feelings for me." Sybil said, she was still unsure about he own feelings and now that she and Tom were actually speaking about it, she hoped it would all be clearer.
"Yes,do you?" He said "It's okay you don't need to answer me."
"What if I want to?" Sybil said, stepping closer to Tom who had walked a few steps away, looking him in the eye, his eyes were full of love and admiration for her. He moved closer but jerked his head away, as if he had done something stupid and she could notice he was mentally scolding himself.
"You can kiss me." And when he did, she knew what she felt, the same Tom did. Love.