I only own my OC's and plot.
I felt like I was being watched from every direction at every moment of the day. I didn't want to tell anyone because they're already worried about me. I'm not worried about me, but I'm worried about Scott and Brian. Something is off about everything. I can feel it...I just don't know if I should believe it or not. If there is something going on, I'm sure someone would tell me. Or maybe it's just the opposite...maybe they're hiding it. Well, whatever it is, I'm going to find out.
"You disappeared lastnight." Scott said, coming into my bedroom. I looked around, confused.
"How did I get here?"
"You mean you didn't wake up and come up here?"
"No...I was downstairs sitting in the hot tub talking with Brian."
"Okay...are you sure you didn't decide to finally sleep and come up here?"
"I'm sure."
"Maybe you just don't remember it."
"What time is it?"
"Time for you to come with me." Scott said, handing me a bag with a card. Before I could ask any questions, he smiled and disappeared. I opened the bag and smiled. Putting the dress on my lap, I read the card;
"Get ready. We're going to get away from all of this for a day...just you and me."
I put on the dress and do my hair and makeup. I wonder why I'm dressing up so much for a daytime event. I mean, I could understand dressing up for an evening away, but not a daytime retreat. I walk down the stairs where Scott is waiting.
"You look amazing." Scott said, smiling.
"Thank you. Mind if I ask what all this is for though?"
"I just feel like you need to get away for a while. And because I wanted alone time with you because we haven't had much since everything has been so crazy." I smile, and Scott kissed me.
"What about them?" I say, looking back at everyone who were just getting ready to sit down to eat Mr. Stilinski's grilled food.
"Ehh, they'll be fine." He said, as we get into a limo.
"Why so fancy?"
"Because I love you. And I really wanted to make this special." He said, pouring us some wine. I was a little hesitant to drink, but I figured it wasn't a big deal. I'm 18, and it's not like we're going to get drunk. I take the glass and we sit back and talk.
"So what're we doing today?"
"Well, we're going to drive to the beach and eat at a nice restaurant. Then, we're going to a really nice hotel. Don't take that a bad way, I just wanted to give you a really nice time to get away from it all."
"Would you be upset if-" I say, cutting myself off. "Nevermind."
"Tell me." Scott said, smiling.
"No, it's nothing. Kind of embarassing, actually."
"I won't laugh. I promise." Scott said. I sigh and take a breath.
"Would you be upset if I told you that I maybe wanted to turn tonight into something?" I say, blushing. I couldn't believe I just said that. I look up to see Scott smiling.
"If you want it to be." Scott said, still smiling.
"I can't believe I just said that. Nevermind I said anything."
"No, really. It's okay. I've been wanting to, but I just haven't been sure of how you were feeling about that." Scott said, kind of stuttering his words. I blush and take a small sip of the wine.
"I've never...I mean it'll be...I'm sorry." I say, laughing. Scott laughs with me, as we make our way to the beach.