Chapter 3: The Walk

I don't know what to say to her. I mean, I just saw her, but I love her so much she makes me forget my train of thought. I notice Maeve walking towards me when suddenly, I see Aimee grab Maeve and pull her to side.

"Damn it." I say out loud.

"It's okay Otis. You're going to be able to talk to her all night. You need to relax. Have a drink." Eric says as he then proceeds to hand me his drink.

"I am not drinking." I protest.

"Why not?"

"Bad things happen when I drink so I am not touching a sip of alcohol. I shouldn't drink such substances."

"Well, you're very much in the wrong environment for that my friend." Eric jokes. I continue to admire Maeve and her shiny brown hair. I was so surprised when she changed her hair. I don't care what she looks like, she's always beautiful.

I look around because I don't want to get caught starring at her considering I am at a high school party and there are tons of people around. "Do you think they are talking about me?" I ask.

"How would I know?"

Maeve looks over at me and then looks back Aimee. Oh, they must be talking about me. This is killing me. "I need to talk to her about the message."

"Don't think you could do that another time? This is a party. This is all about having fun."

"You're right." I still really want to do it.

I gather up some courage and decide to go up to Maeve and Aimee. I take a deep breath and as I am walking over all I can hear, besides the blaring dance music, is my heart thumping almost nearly out of my chest. I don't know why I am so nervous suddenly to be around her. It's not like much has change. Except, I have confessed my love for her and she completely blinded sided me and she wont tell me how she feels now.

I back up and I hit a wall, or what seems to be a wall. I turn around and its Eric blocking me. "What are you doing?" I ask Eric.

"You're the one who is getting yourself in to all kinds of messes and now you have a big one to make with the girl of your dreams. Now, she is not going to be the girl of your dreams much longer if you don't go over there and talk to her."

"What happened to, 'It's a party. Have a drink'?"

"That was when I realize that you're going to be annoying and wont stop talking about Maeve until you do go talk to her, so, the sooner, he better I can hear you to whining."

"Fair enough." I take one more final breath and I walk over to Maeve and Aimee, who are talking in front of the front window in the living room. "Sorry if I am interrupting an important conversation."

"It's okay, Otis. You can talk to Maeve." She laughs and then walks to get herself another drink.

I turn to Maeve and give her a confused look, "Why is she laughing like that?"

"No reason, Dickhead. It's Aimee, remember."

"You do have a point there." After a moment of awkwardness between us, I say, "I know we are at a party, but do you want to go for a walk?"

"Sure, I wasn't having that much fun anyway."

We exit the door before Aimee runs after us, "Hey, where do you two think you are going."

"We are going for a walk we'll be back."

"Sure, you will." Aimee winks at Maeve and then runs away.

"What is her deal? What was that wink all about? Remember I know a lot about psychology."

"If you knew a lot about psychology you wouldn't have had to ask me that question in the first place."

"Wow, Maeve, you are pretty smart. Maybe, you should run your own advice clinic." I joke.

"HA-HA-HA." Maeve mocks me. After a while, we get far enough away from the party. "Where are you taking me."

"Who said I am taking you anywhere?"

"Well, you seem to know where you are going, and you are basically leading the way so."

"There's this place that I want to go to that not everybody knows about."

"Are you secretly just murderer and you are going to take me out to the woods to kill me." She laughs. At least she's making jokes and laughing around me.

"Yes, exactly what I was planning. You have caught on to my master plan." I joke.

After a while of walking we finally arrive to where I was trying to bring Maeve.

"Whoa, Otis, its so beautiful." Maeve says in awe. We walked all the way to a small pond with a cliff. There's a waterfall hanging down the cliff with space to swim behind it. There's moss growing on the stone walls and flowers growing all around. There's a broken tree that has fallen that lays just on the edge of the water. Maeve and I walk to the tree stump and climb on top and sit down. "How have I been here as long as I have and have never come across or even heard of this place?"

"The reason because that it's a little far and its also very hidden behind all this stone wall."

"I guess. How come you are showing me it?"

"Well, I thought I should show a beautiful place to a beautiful girl."

I notice that she blushes, "Why did you bring me here?"

"You are such a good person and I am so grateful that you are in my life and I couldn't ask for the most understanding friend, but I do have to know one thing."

"What is that?"

"Do you feel the same way?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I am talking about the voicemail that I left you."

"What voicemail."

"You can't just pretend I didn't send you a voicemail professing my love for you."

"What?"

"You-you never-got that?"

"No, and I look at my voicemails every day. You did what?"

I sit up and I fall back off the stump, "Ow!"

"Oh, my God, Otis!" Maeve jumps down to see if I am all right. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, Ill be fine." I try to stand up. "I think I hit my head."

"You need to go to the doctor. You're bleeding on your head!"

"I'll be okay."

"No, you won't. You might need stitches." Maeve inspects the cut on my head.

"I will be okay." I stand up, "See. All better."

"Maybe you should go home and sleep."

"Okay. Goodnight Maeve." I leave and head home.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

MAEVE POV

"Goodnight Otis." I say back to Otis and then he leaves. I sit back on the stump hoping I don't fall and end up in the situation that he is in right now. I look down and see a piece of paper laying on the grown stuck under a rock. I jump down, pick it up and read it.

Dear Maeve,

I know that you don't like romantic gestures but I this is as least as romantic as I can get for you whether you like it or not. I am writing this letter without knowing what I am putting down, I am just trying to get down as many thoughts as I can put into words….

And CLIFFHANGER...aka my specialty. What do you think that Otis is going to say to Maeve in his letter! Let me know and let me know what you guys thought of this chapter as well. Also, I don't think I want to make the chapters that long so I think I am going to stick with this as an average! Thanks for reading!