A/N: In the end....if I finish(which depends on how many reviews I get
::wink wink nudge nudge::) this is probably going to be a L/G story. One
more thing...Eric lives two STREETS away from Lizzie not two doors sorry.
Thank you to the two pplz who reviewed. U ROCK!!!::wince::
"Oh, how much I love winter days like these," The girl sighed, her glassy blue eyes sparkling in the dim light of the streets. Her shoulder length blonde hair was curled the night before and bounced up and down every step she took. She had on a stunning baby blue with random crystals and spegetti- straps dress with white strap-on high heels. On her neck and ears were beautiful silver and diamond accesories given to her by Eric on her birthday.
Taking out a small piece of yellow paper from her handbag she read the note to herself:
Baby,
Meet me at 223 4th Street for a anniversary surprise!!! Love you lots, cant wait to see you!
Love, Eric
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Lizzie sighed and hugged the note against her chest. Eric was not very poetic but he captured Lizzies heart like no one had ever before, except Gordo. Everytime a special event rolled around the corner Eric always knew the perfect way to stun Lizzie from something as small as a stroll in the park, or as big as diamonds and a moonlight dinner.
Lizzie loved Eric so much. He could always cheer her up even in her saddest hours. Still there was a hole in her heart that needed filling. She sometimes felt so lonesome and confused but did not know the exact reason.
She was awfully close to the Le Pierre so she pulled out a small flip mirror from her purse pocket to check how she looked. She examaned her hair which she puffed of a little so it bounced more. She checked her teeth which by the way were sparkling white! Just to make sure her breath was okay she exhaled into her palm and sniffed the air.
"Hmm...," obviously she was not happy. She popped in a tic-tac and applied some burgundy lipstick to her already stunning pink lips.
"There...Perfect!" one more time she fluffed up her curls pulled down her dress a little so it fit on her better and sighed deaply. She placed the mirror pack into the handback and swung it over her shoulder.
The restaurant, Le Pierre, was five stories high only because it included a petite concert hall and a small dance club on the stories above the restaurant itself. She went in and looked around for Eric. Frowning she made her way through the bunch of people huddling together laughing and minggling.
"Oh!" Lizzie gasped as she felt a pair of strong manely hands on her shoulders. She knew that was Eric and grinned from ear to ear.
"Hi baby," Eric whispered into her ear.
Lizzie turned around and kissed him smack on the lips.
"Come on I have a surprise for you!" Eric excitedly continued.
"Awww,"
He covered her eyes with his hands and led her into an empy elevator. With his index finger he pressed the button.
"Eric where are you taking me?"
You'll see baby. Just trust me," Eric replied.
Finally Lizzie heard the little ding and the elevator doors slid open. Eric took his hands of her eyes and she blinked while adjusting to the sudden light.
"Oh my gosh," Lizzie gasped grabbing her heart.
In front of her was one of the most romantic places she had ever seen. This couln't be real life. All of it was too perfect, it only happened in movies.
She was standing on the roof and in front of her was a small round table set for two on opposite sides. There was also a French man around his thirties with a tux on. He had a long thin mustache that drew a lot of attention. On the other side of the roof was a small band.
Lizzie fell in love with jazz a while ago. Apart from the pop and hip-hop she liked when she was a teen. Eric knew that and him being fairly rich had the heart a money to hire a jazz band.
A hot tear rolled down Lizzie's velvet skin.
"Liz....Are you okay...Is there something you want me to do?" Eric rushed to her nervously.
"No Eric.....Thank you. You are the most thoughtful person I know."
Lizzie turned to face him and kissed him while he deepend it. Finally splitting apart letting the air seep back into their lungs they took there seet at the table. The red table cloth was silk and the chairs were in the shape of a heart.
The man with the mustache came to the table and asked what they would like this evening.
"Qu'set-ce qu'il y a a manger?" (what are we having to eat?)
"Je, Canard a l'Orange (roast duck flavored with orange marmalade, vinegar, and soy sauce)....ummmm... eau minerale (mineral water)," Eric stated with fluent French.
Lizzie with wide eyes watched in amazement.
"I'll have the same," she stumbled on her words.
"Oh and fetch us some red wine," Eric addressed the waiter.
" Deux Canard a l'Orange, deux eau minerale, and...reaad wiine" the man said red wine with such a strong accent Lizzie couldn't hold back a giggle.
"Merci!" Eric finished.
The waiter went down a ladder to the story below to the spare kitchen.
"Wow Eric I didn't know you could speak French so well," Lizzie exclaimed.
"Well, the right moment to tell you never came. Pretty impresive, huh?" he joked.
Lizzie hit him playfully on the shoulder.
They talked for a couple more minutes until the food was served.
They ate in silence and then talked and laughed while the jazz music played in the backround.
"Liz...I wanted to give you something," Eric reached into his deep pocket and pulled out a narrow velvet box. The box was red, Lizzie's favorite color.
He handed her the box and wathched nervously as her delicate fingers opened it.
"It's so beautiful!" Lizzie gasped unawaire if this was really happening.
Inside was a necklace made out of white gold. The chain was beautifully mastered with tiny designs. But the large stone was the thing that took Lizzie's breath away. The stone was a rare one only found in Europe. It was the color of the sea with a blend of a deep violet.
"Eric it must have cost fortunes!" Lizzie questioned yet exclaimed at the same time.
"Well I pulled some strings and I would do anything for the one I love."
He scooted his chair closer to Lizzie and nuzzled her.
"I love you," Lizzie heard.
"Come on lets dance!" Eric thrust Lizzie of the chair and pulled her closer to him. They danced together around the roof to the fast-paced jazz song.
They danced for awhile until they got tired and lay down on a quilt to gaze up at the stars.
A shooting star zoomed by making Lizzie stiffen. She had never seen a shooting star while growing up and the sight was breath taking. *Make a wish Lizzie* She thought and closed her eyes to make a wish while falling asleep in Eric's arms.
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"Oh, how much I love winter days like these," The girl sighed, her glassy blue eyes sparkling in the dim light of the streets. Her shoulder length blonde hair was curled the night before and bounced up and down every step she took. She had on a stunning baby blue with random crystals and spegetti- straps dress with white strap-on high heels. On her neck and ears were beautiful silver and diamond accesories given to her by Eric on her birthday.
Taking out a small piece of yellow paper from her handbag she read the note to herself:
Baby,
Meet me at 223 4th Street for a anniversary surprise!!! Love you lots, cant wait to see you!
Love, Eric
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Lizzie sighed and hugged the note against her chest. Eric was not very poetic but he captured Lizzies heart like no one had ever before, except Gordo. Everytime a special event rolled around the corner Eric always knew the perfect way to stun Lizzie from something as small as a stroll in the park, or as big as diamonds and a moonlight dinner.
Lizzie loved Eric so much. He could always cheer her up even in her saddest hours. Still there was a hole in her heart that needed filling. She sometimes felt so lonesome and confused but did not know the exact reason.
She was awfully close to the Le Pierre so she pulled out a small flip mirror from her purse pocket to check how she looked. She examaned her hair which she puffed of a little so it bounced more. She checked her teeth which by the way were sparkling white! Just to make sure her breath was okay she exhaled into her palm and sniffed the air.
"Hmm...," obviously she was not happy. She popped in a tic-tac and applied some burgundy lipstick to her already stunning pink lips.
"There...Perfect!" one more time she fluffed up her curls pulled down her dress a little so it fit on her better and sighed deaply. She placed the mirror pack into the handback and swung it over her shoulder.
The restaurant, Le Pierre, was five stories high only because it included a petite concert hall and a small dance club on the stories above the restaurant itself. She went in and looked around for Eric. Frowning she made her way through the bunch of people huddling together laughing and minggling.
"Oh!" Lizzie gasped as she felt a pair of strong manely hands on her shoulders. She knew that was Eric and grinned from ear to ear.
"Hi baby," Eric whispered into her ear.
Lizzie turned around and kissed him smack on the lips.
"Come on I have a surprise for you!" Eric excitedly continued.
"Awww,"
He covered her eyes with his hands and led her into an empy elevator. With his index finger he pressed the button.
"Eric where are you taking me?"
You'll see baby. Just trust me," Eric replied.
Finally Lizzie heard the little ding and the elevator doors slid open. Eric took his hands of her eyes and she blinked while adjusting to the sudden light.
"Oh my gosh," Lizzie gasped grabbing her heart.
In front of her was one of the most romantic places she had ever seen. This couln't be real life. All of it was too perfect, it only happened in movies.
She was standing on the roof and in front of her was a small round table set for two on opposite sides. There was also a French man around his thirties with a tux on. He had a long thin mustache that drew a lot of attention. On the other side of the roof was a small band.
Lizzie fell in love with jazz a while ago. Apart from the pop and hip-hop she liked when she was a teen. Eric knew that and him being fairly rich had the heart a money to hire a jazz band.
A hot tear rolled down Lizzie's velvet skin.
"Liz....Are you okay...Is there something you want me to do?" Eric rushed to her nervously.
"No Eric.....Thank you. You are the most thoughtful person I know."
Lizzie turned to face him and kissed him while he deepend it. Finally splitting apart letting the air seep back into their lungs they took there seet at the table. The red table cloth was silk and the chairs were in the shape of a heart.
The man with the mustache came to the table and asked what they would like this evening.
"Qu'set-ce qu'il y a a manger?" (what are we having to eat?)
"Je, Canard a l'Orange (roast duck flavored with orange marmalade, vinegar, and soy sauce)....ummmm... eau minerale (mineral water)," Eric stated with fluent French.
Lizzie with wide eyes watched in amazement.
"I'll have the same," she stumbled on her words.
"Oh and fetch us some red wine," Eric addressed the waiter.
" Deux Canard a l'Orange, deux eau minerale, and...reaad wiine" the man said red wine with such a strong accent Lizzie couldn't hold back a giggle.
"Merci!" Eric finished.
The waiter went down a ladder to the story below to the spare kitchen.
"Wow Eric I didn't know you could speak French so well," Lizzie exclaimed.
"Well, the right moment to tell you never came. Pretty impresive, huh?" he joked.
Lizzie hit him playfully on the shoulder.
They talked for a couple more minutes until the food was served.
They ate in silence and then talked and laughed while the jazz music played in the backround.
"Liz...I wanted to give you something," Eric reached into his deep pocket and pulled out a narrow velvet box. The box was red, Lizzie's favorite color.
He handed her the box and wathched nervously as her delicate fingers opened it.
"It's so beautiful!" Lizzie gasped unawaire if this was really happening.
Inside was a necklace made out of white gold. The chain was beautifully mastered with tiny designs. But the large stone was the thing that took Lizzie's breath away. The stone was a rare one only found in Europe. It was the color of the sea with a blend of a deep violet.
"Eric it must have cost fortunes!" Lizzie questioned yet exclaimed at the same time.
"Well I pulled some strings and I would do anything for the one I love."
He scooted his chair closer to Lizzie and nuzzled her.
"I love you," Lizzie heard.
"Come on lets dance!" Eric thrust Lizzie of the chair and pulled her closer to him. They danced together around the roof to the fast-paced jazz song.
They danced for awhile until they got tired and lay down on a quilt to gaze up at the stars.
A shooting star zoomed by making Lizzie stiffen. She had never seen a shooting star while growing up and the sight was breath taking. *Make a wish Lizzie* She thought and closed her eyes to make a wish while falling asleep in Eric's arms.
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