Hey hey hey :D So I have an amazing chapter ahead. Also VOTING IS CLOSED! I have counted and there's a pretty obvious winner. So enjoy! NOTE: From now on there might be a little song fic in it but it all goes along with the story and the characters. I LOVE ALL YOU CLOSET NERDS!
Marshall Lee….
She opened the door and looked into my eyes. Hers were a brilliant blue, the kind only angels have. Before it became awkward I took her wrist, put a finger to my lips, and raced outside with her giggling after me. When we finally got to the park I sat her on the bench.
"Wait here." I said. She giggled hysterically while I ran behind a tree to get my guitar. I started playing some notes while walking back. I got on one knee and sung to her. With all my heart and love.
Fionna….
He came back from behind the tree with a guitar. This couldn't be real life, could it? I was living in someone else's life, some other person's story. Then he knelt in front of me. He had those emerald eyes, the flowing black hair, and the wonderful smile I have come to love. Then he started singing.
Oh yeah, I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
Oh please say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please say to me
You'll let me hold your hand
I think just then I started crying. My hair was blowing in the cool breeze, children were gathering all around us. I could only look in his eyes. His stare was so intense, like looking away for a moment would be the end of the world. So this is the most romantic thing that has ever happened to me. I have to tell myself not to faint.
You'll let me hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeah, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide
Marshall Lee stopped playing long enough to get me on my feet in front of him. Then he continued to sing, to ME. All he cared about right then was his song, his song for me.
Yeah, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I feel that something
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
As soon as he slung his guitar over his shoulder my arms were immediately around his neck. He hugged me back until I let go and grabbed his hand. The crowd "AWW"ed and some said they had a video of the whole thing. I can't wait for that to be on YouTube. In the blur of people around us I saw someone starring sadly towards me from the edge of the park. He had on an old soccer jersey and his orange hair was smeared with brown and green. He turned around and ran away.
"FRED!"
