Okay so here's the time jump I've been telling you about! I hope you like it! Sorry that this chapter is shorter. I wanted to keep it simple and not add things that were unnecessary. Enjoy!

Amy POV

One year. I can't believe one year has passed since Reagan and I became girlfriends. Sure things have been challenging and we've had our fair share of fights but I couldn't be happier for where we are. For our anniversary we decided to go back where it all started. We didn't want to do anything extravagant. We just wanted the day to be 100% about us. No distractions. No big over the top gestures. Just us.

We really haven't been to Belles in a while, so, it's nice to be back again. To be able to share memories. That's all we really want out of today anyways. To remember what brought us here. To remember how we became an 'us'. To remember why we are an 'us'. I think we kind of lost sight of that over this past year. So being here is like coming home.

As we walk into the restaurant we take a seat in our normal booth. It's practically empty in here so we pretty much have the whole place to ourselves. It's weird being here with her. This is honestly our first time back since our big fight we had when we first started dating. And to be honest I still can't get over the fact that her family owns it.

We're not even sitting down five minutes when the waitress brings us our food. Reagan must have told them we were coming because we didn't even order anything.

"I called ahead, and ordered your favorite so we didn't have to wait."

"I wouldn't have minded waiting. Why are you in such a rush?"

"I'm not. I just have some things I want to do with you today and I want to make sure we have enough time to do them all."

"That's rushing. I don't want to rush Rea. I just want to enjoy today with you. We talked about this, remember? Just us. Nothing extravagant."

"I remember."

"So, we will take our time?"

"We will take our time."

Im a little angry Reagan had things planned today. We were supposed to live in the moment. See what the day would bring us. It wasn't supposed to be this grand celebration. It was supposed to be simple. That way we could focus on what's important; us. I just hope she understands and will just be here with me instead of being stuck in her head worrying about what we're going to do next.

Reagan POV

I know I promised Amy today wasn't going to be this huge ordeal. But I planned out the whole day. I wanted it to be perfect for Amy.

"Are you ready?"

"Rea. We just finished eating. I want to stay here and talk."

"If we stay any longer we're going to be late."

"Late for what?"

"I told you I had some things I wanted to do with you. Come on lets go."

"Go by yourself. I'm staying here."

"Amy."

"Don't 'Amy' me. I told you exactly what I wanted this day to be about and you totally ignored everything I said."

"I just wanted today to be perfect."

"Well, I hate to break it to you but you ruined that."

"I'm sorry. That wasn't my intention."

"It's fine. Can we just go back to your place?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

The last thing I wanted was to ruin this for Amy. I just hope she'll at least accept what I have waiting for her at my apartment. I don't want to end today on a bad note.

Amy POV

I know Reagan's intentions were good and I'm not mad at for planning something for me. I'm mad at her for the fact that she didn't listen. I just hope when we get to her apartment we can get today back on track. The drive back to her place was silent and I just sat there staring out the window. When she parks her truck I don't even wait for her to turn off the ignition before hoping out and making my way inside. I'm about to open the door to her place when she grabs my hand before I can push the door open. I didn't even know she was that close behind me to be honest.

"Okay. I know we promised, no extravagant or big gestures today, but, I kind of already had this one planned for a while. So don't be mad at me. I've honestly have been working on it for months. I want you to be able to look back on this day and remember more than just going to Belles. I wanted to make today special."

"Reagan, today is already special. I don't need some big gesture for you to prove that to me. I loved just going to Belles with you. Because Belles isn't just Belles. It's us, it's our relationship, it's how we found each other. It's where it all started, and going back there today is literally the only way I could imagine spending today."

"I know Belles is all of those things. Today was about us and I love us, but, I love you more and I just wanted to do something just for you, to show you that. I would have done this for you regardless of our anniversary, so just accept whatever is behind this door."

How am I even supposed to respond to that? I know any verbal answer is out of the question and I can't just shrug it off like I don't care or I'm not happy. Because to be honest it melts my heart that Reagan wanted to do something special for me. So I just stand there and nod my head. And As Reagan grabs my hand and tells me to close my eyes, I find myself to be a little nervous. I'm racking my brain trying to figure out what's behind the door and what's going to happen once we're both on the other side. I feel Reagan's hand let go of mine as I hear the door close behind me.

"Okay. Open your eyes."

When my eyes finally flutter open, I find Reagan standing in front of me in a sea of white balloons.

"You got me balloons?"

"No. Well sort of. I wanted to do something special, to show you how much I love you. So, I got you one hundred white balloons they-."

"I can see that."

"Just let me finish, please."

"Sorry."

"They aren't normal balloons. Each one has one reason why I love you inside of it. You have to pop them all to see why you make me fall in love with you every day."

"There's a hundred reasons why you love me?"

"There's more. I just figured it would be nice to actually get in my apartment. I didn't want to suffocate you with all the balloons, so I just picked my favorite reasons."

I can't believe she did this for me. I'm literally speechless. This is so thoughtful and romantic.

"Will you help me pop them?"

"One condition. You have to let me take you to one of the places I wanted to show you today."

"If you get one condition, I get one too."

"That's fair. So what's your condition?"

"You have to pop the balloons and read the notes to me. For every reason you give me I'll give one back."

I watch her as she raises her eyebrow and smirks at me. Like she's contemplating whether to agree or not, but, her eyes give away that she's already made her decision.

"Hmmm. I think I may take back my condition. I like the idea of yours much better. You have yourself a deal Raudenfeld."

I watch as she bends down and picks up a balloon down by her feet. She stares at it for a while before standing and extending her hand to me. I take it and let her pull me towards the balloons. She drops my hand when we reach the middle of the room and takes a seat on the floor. I follow suit and find myself surrounded by the white floating love notes. While holding the balloon with one hand she brings the other up to her hair pulling out a bobby-pin. The next thing I know, a loud pop echoes through the apartment and my attention is immediately brought back to Reagan, just in time to see her unravel the small piece of paper between her fingers.

"I love that you are incredibly sarcastic."

"I love that you're passionate about music."

I watch as see reaches her arm out and grabs another balloon; her eyes never leaving mine. Popping it with the bobby-pin once more. She finds the small piece of parchment and begins to read.

"I love that you'll stay up all night talking to me just so I can hear your voice before I fall asleep."

"I love your intelligence, because you were smart enough to fall in love with me."

"And there's that sarcasm I love so much."

"You're right. That one doesn't count. I love the way you hold me like you never want to let me go."

As the words leave my mouth I hand her a balloon that somehow floated between the small gap separating us. At this point I'm not even phased by the popping noise. All my attention is on Reagan and her words.

"I love how we can talk without even saying a word."

"I love how you keep me warm when I'm cold."

I watch as the white slowly disappears until one balloon is left. This one is different though. Reagan taped it to the table.

"Why did you tape that one to the table?"

"I wanted to make sure I read it last."

"Why?"

She pauses for a moment before glancing at the last piece of paper.

"Because, I love that you keep little mementos of everything that is 'us'- "

No sooner do the words leave her lips, do I find all the pieces of handwritten stained paper in my hands. Reagan's right, I do keep everything and these little strips of paper are no different. I can already see myself pulling them out of the box ( the same one I have everything she gave me from Belles) and reading them just to remind myself how much this girl loves me.

"-And these little pieces of paper are no different. I want you to always know and remember that there's at least one hundred reasons why I love you, and that list is never going to stop growing because I promise to add to the list anytime I think you need a reminder."

I don't even waste another second and lean forward connecting our lips. The kiss is filled with so much passion and love. It's as if all her words are the driving force behind it. And I find myself not wanting to separate, but, to my disappointment Reagan pulls away and rests her forehead on mine. I can hear heavy breathing as we we breathe in each other's air and all I can think about in this moment is how in love I am with this girl.

"I love you, Rea."

"I love you too."

I give her one last peck on the lips before taking her hand and leading her down the hall to her bedroom. If she can give me all those notes to remember today, I can give her something to remember today too.

Well there you go! Let me know what you think! The next update should be coming sometime next week!