Sorry it's been so long.

I had finals and hope I gratuade this week.

But I finally found the time.

So here it is, I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

He looked away from a moment not sure what to do.

I shook away my thoughts. I promised him I'd try so I stand up and smile at him.

'Ready?' He hands me his hand.

I doubt for a second to grab it, but Will doesn't have that much patience so he just grabs it and smiles at me. I'm surprised the moment he grabs my hand it feels like the pain and sadness just flows away. I feel warmth and happiness. It's weird but in a good way.

He sees I'm looking at our hands 'I felt it too.'

I look at him irritated again knowing what I thought.

'I didn't know, but it wasn't hard to guess.'

'Okay, fine I'll try to be nice.' I say looking at him. 'So what are we going to do?'

'I wouldn't wanna ruin the surprise' he smiles at me.

I sighed. I hate surprises. I want to have control. I want to know what is going to happen next.

'Please' I give him the sweetest smile.

'No, nice try but I like to much being in control.' He squeezes my hand.

We walk for a while in silence then he speaks again 'Where almost here.'

Yes finally I think

'So now I'm going to blindfold you.' He lets go of my hand.

'You're going to do what?' I ask surprised hoping I heard it wrong.

He smiles. 'You heard me.' In his hands he has a black shawl and he walks toward me.

'No way.' I say and step back.

'You promised me one date. My way. This is my way.' His smile gets even bigger.

I stand there defeated while he blindfolds me when I realize what he just said 'So you did this with a lot of girls.' I ask hurt. I thought I was special. Well, not special but at least special to him.

'No, this is the first time.' He tried to guide me through the streets but after I almost fell for the fourth time he told me he had an better I idea. I wanted to ask what but before he gave me a chance her lifted me up and held me in his arms.

'Wow, you're a lightweight.' Was all he said before he started walking again.

'Please, put me down. I can walk just fine.' I say. I hated when people took care of me. I didn't need them I learned to take care of myself the second my mom died. I don't need people. I'm just fine on my own.

'No way, you can't walk just fine you fell.'

'I didn't fell. I almost fell.' I try to bring in.

'You would have fallen if I wouldn't have catched you and besides I like caring you.'

'I don't need other people to carry me.'

'Everyone needs to be carried once in a while. You can't go through life alone.'

'You can if you're being forced to go through it alone.'

I can feel the way he's looking at me. He's looking at me like I'm some pathetic little sad bunny.

I hate it when people do that. I don't want their pity. I got enough pity from people for a life time while I'm still at the beginning of my life.

'don't look at me like that' I say.

'How do you know how I'm looking at you? You're wearing a blindfold.'

'I can feel it. I've had people look at me that way for too many times.'

'I'm sorry.'

'Please, don't be. I get it. That doesn't mean I like it. I just wish people see me for who I am now. Not what happened to me in the past. Of course I had a horrible life so far in some ways but an amazing life in others.' I think about the memory's of my mother.

'Amazing?! Okay, you sure know how to surprise me. Your mom died. Your dad sold you out. You had to be a prostitute for years. How's that amazing!?' He screams out almost letting me fall.

I feel the tears in my eyes. 'I know all that. But before my mom died I had the perfect life. Don't you dare judge me. Don't you dare judge my life. Let me experience life the way I want to! I know you for like how long? A day? And you have the guts to tell me what my life is like! I know what it's been like but don't you get that it wasn't all bad. Don't you get that I like to think about the good things instead of the bad!' While saying this I finally got him to let me go and I was standing on my own again. I was shouting the words out. They hurt. Remebering me that he was right and 90% of my life had sucked. So in the end my voice broke and I felt the tears. I tried to stop them but I couldn't.

I stepped away from him and tried to get the blindfold of my head.

He grabs my hand. 'don't, please don't.'

I want to tell him I don't care what he thinks about me trying to get off the blindfold, But before I say that I realize he isn't taking about that he's talking about the fact that I'm crying and pulls me in for a hug.

I push him away and try to crack a smile. 'So don't we have some amazing date to go to?'

I hear him laugh. 'Yes, but I already thought we were having an amazing date.'

I laugh too. 'Really? Your idea for a good date is fighting with each other and me crying.'

'No, it's spending time with my soulmate. Carring her. Holding her close. That means more to me than at what fancy dinner we eat and what kind of clothes you wear. I don't care how or were when I'm with you it's the most amazing date anyway.' He says.

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