Chapter Three: The Confession:
"Tydus...I'm not who you think I Am." she whispered as her turned around and looked at her.
"What are you talking about. You're Dava Bonet. Just like you told me...right?" he said confused as she looked into his eyes sadly.
"I'll understand if you'll never talk to me again. But I am partially Dava Bonet...but I'm formally known as Aaliyah. Aaliyah "Dava" Bonet. Named after the singer that died a couple of millenniums ago...and I'm not a songwriter...I'm a singer. That's why the boy asked us for both of our autographs and why everyone was whispering behind our backs. And why I hid in the bathroom at Ashton's party who is my distant cousin." she said taking a short breath.
Tydus peered into her brown eyes and sighed helplessly.
"He had this idea that I could perform at the party...but I declined and that's when I hid in the bathroom to get away from the people who wanted me to perform. I'm really sorry. I should have told you before." she said as Tydus placed his hand on her cheek.
He could tell she had been through a lot through that one lie. He felt a warm teardrop roll down her cheek and onto his thumb.
"Why are you crying?" he asked wiping it away with his thumb and smearing her foundation.
"I just didn't think that you would care so much." she whispered as Tydus put his finger on her lips shushing her.
"Ssh... And play along." he said kissing her lips softly.
Aaliyah stood there closing her eyes.
He was kissing her...and she was kissing him back...could this really be happening or is this just a dream after watching so many soap operas in the afternoon. She heard cameras flashing but she didn't care. She had him and he had her. And all she could do was play along in the game with him.
Their lips locked for awhile. So long the paparazzi had to make some kind of disturbing noise to get them to stop.
They walked back to his car with the media chasing after them and drove back to his house.
Authors Note: Sorry that was so short, couldn't think of nothing else. My brain is fried and I totally changed everything I wrote in my notebook around. But this is one of the most romatic scenes in the story.
"Tydus...I'm not who you think I Am." she whispered as her turned around and looked at her.
"What are you talking about. You're Dava Bonet. Just like you told me...right?" he said confused as she looked into his eyes sadly.
"I'll understand if you'll never talk to me again. But I am partially Dava Bonet...but I'm formally known as Aaliyah. Aaliyah "Dava" Bonet. Named after the singer that died a couple of millenniums ago...and I'm not a songwriter...I'm a singer. That's why the boy asked us for both of our autographs and why everyone was whispering behind our backs. And why I hid in the bathroom at Ashton's party who is my distant cousin." she said taking a short breath.
Tydus peered into her brown eyes and sighed helplessly.
"He had this idea that I could perform at the party...but I declined and that's when I hid in the bathroom to get away from the people who wanted me to perform. I'm really sorry. I should have told you before." she said as Tydus placed his hand on her cheek.
He could tell she had been through a lot through that one lie. He felt a warm teardrop roll down her cheek and onto his thumb.
"Why are you crying?" he asked wiping it away with his thumb and smearing her foundation.
"I just didn't think that you would care so much." she whispered as Tydus put his finger on her lips shushing her.
"Ssh... And play along." he said kissing her lips softly.
Aaliyah stood there closing her eyes.
He was kissing her...and she was kissing him back...could this really be happening or is this just a dream after watching so many soap operas in the afternoon. She heard cameras flashing but she didn't care. She had him and he had her. And all she could do was play along in the game with him.
Their lips locked for awhile. So long the paparazzi had to make some kind of disturbing noise to get them to stop.
They walked back to his car with the media chasing after them and drove back to his house.
Authors Note: Sorry that was so short, couldn't think of nothing else. My brain is fried and I totally changed everything I wrote in my notebook around. But this is one of the most romatic scenes in the story.