I was about to head to the door, but my Uncle beat me there.

He opened the door. "Yes?" He sounded like an ass. Ever since I was born, he considered me his daughter.

"Is Tru here?" His voice just about made me melt.

"I don't know. Maybe she is. Maybe she isn't. What's it to you whether she is or isn't?" He said.

I snickered. "Okay Uncle Mike, calm down. I'll be right there." I begin to walk up the stairs. "Let him in Mike!"

As i walk in, I look for a purse. In the closet, I find an old, small, black purse. I slipped my phone in it and put it over my shoulder. It hung down to my hip.

Kissing Britt, I walk downstairs.

My Uncle is sitting on the Sofa closest to me, glaring at Dante. Dante is sitting on the end of the couch farthest away.

His eyes snap up and widened. "Damn." He breathes. I smirk.

"Where's Matt?" I ask.

"My room." My uncle replies, not looking at me.

I head over to his room and open the door.

I walk in and tell Matt that I'd be back soon.

"Y-you look v-very buet-i-ful." (He's trying to say beautiful.) He struggles. His eyebrows scrunch up as he tries to say it right.

Smiling, I kiss his forehead, "Thank you bub. Be good." With that, I walk out.

He looks up at me again and smiles. He stands. "Shall we?"

Smiling, I make my way towards him. He watches me and opens the door.

Before I even walk down the stairs, he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. "You look beyond stunning. I have no words for how you rock that dress." He whispers looking in my eyes.

Smiling, I back up and look at him. He had on a pair of fitted black jeans, a tight white T, that showed off his delicious torso, and a leather jacket. His hair looked like he had been stressed out and ran his fingers through it.

"You don't look bad. Though," i grab a side of his jacket, "I think you copied me."

He smirked down at me, "You certainly look better in one than me."

"Thank you."

"Now, before we start this night, I have one request. I know you don't like to be touched, but I was wondering if tonight, there could be an acception?"

Biting my lip, I think about it. His hand comes up and he pulls my lip away from my teeth. He keeps his thumb on my lip.

"Fine." I say.

Smiling, he snakes his arm around my waist.

He shows me to his car and opens the door. I sit down and put my seat belt on. He hops in the driver's side.

The car starts and he begins to drive.

About five minutes into it, he slips his hand to mine. He intertwined our fingers and I let him. He draws endless circles with his thumb.

His hand engulfed mine.

He pulls up to a beach. I look at him. He smiles.

Getting out, we open our doors and stand. "You should've let me open your door."

"I'm capable of opening a door." I say and laugh a little. He comes and stands in front of me and grabs my hand in his.

"Still, I want to open the door for my princess." I shake my head but smile. "Ok come on." He drabs my hand and pulls me.

We go to a side walk. We follow it and it leads to a pair of stars going up to a little cabin type thing. He turns to me and pulls me in front of his so I'm facing the door.

He puts his hand in front of my face and covers my eyes. There's a click if a door opening. He guides me in.

When his hand removes, I open my eyes. There was a small table in front with two chairs. Candles formed a wide circle around it.

There were two steamy plates.

Without thinking, I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck. "Thanks you." I whisper.

He places his hands on my waist. "Of course. But this isn't everything." He grabs my hand and leads me to the chair and pulls it out for me to sit.

After eating

"No you did not!" He asks.

"Oh, but I did." I answer, he throws his head back and laughs.

"Ok. Tell me one more time." He says.

"So it was Holloween and i didn't know what to wear. So, me and a couple of friends, went out. There was this really mean lady. So I went home, threw on a red t shirt and painted my hands and face red. I went back and knocked on the door. She asked me what I was. I said her next period, grabbed the bowel, and dashed."

(A.N: I've done this.)

He laughs really hard. "Oh I'm going to cry." He says

Suddenly he gets up. There was a cooler in the corner. He opened it and pulled out two small cups. He hands me one and a spoon.

I opened it. Chocolate ice cream with fudge. "I don't know if you like fudge or chocolate, so I just took a guess." He says sheepishly.

"It's my favorite actually." I say taking a bite.

"Really?" I nod. He smiles.

We had talked while we ate and multiple times, I almost chocked on my ice cream.

"You ready for the next part?" He asks, standing next to me, offering me his hand.

Nodding, I take his hand and stand. He leads me outside and down this ramp. Before we hit the sand, he says, "Take off your shoes."

Gladly, I do so. He wraps his are around my waist and leads me toward the light.

The sand was extremely warm as it touched my feet.

We neared the lights. There were four poles in the sand with twinkly lights connecting them. There were two small speakers on the far side. All around was red and white rose petals. Candles surround the base of the poles.

"Oh my God." I whisper.

"Is it alright? I was gonna cha-"

"It's perfect." I tell him. He smiles like a retard.

"Will you dance with me?" He asks.

"I think I will." I say.

He walks over to the speakers, plugs his phone in, and types something in.

He walks behind me. First, he grabs my purse and puts it on the ground. Then, he takes my jacket and slides it off my shoulders, keeping his hands on my arms the whole time.

He tosses the jacket with the bag. He places his hand on my hips and backs up. Then, he moves my hair to my right shoulder. Fingers brush up against the bare part of my back.

"Beautiful." He leans forward and kisses my shoulder. I bite my lip.

Then, he walks me to the center of the four poles. He walks back over to his phone and plays a song.

Once he's back in front of me I hear the song begin. "AJR?" i ask.

"Buy you a rose." He smiles. He places his arms around my waist, mine go to his neck.

We sway to the music. "So damn beautiful." He says.

I smile and look at our feet. Suddenly, I'm twirled out but when I'm brought back in, my back is to his chest, both our hands are connected, and his arms wrap around the front of me.

His head is on my shoulder. "Forgive me?" Again he kisses my shoulder.

"I guess." I say.

He spins me and this time were in our original position.

I throw my head back and laugh. He takes one hand off my hip and takes one of my hands in his. He places it right above his hear which is beating frantically.

"This. This is what you do to me. You do many other things to me, but I don't think you wanna know about that just yet." I giggle as realization hit me.

He keeps my hand on his chest. He leans in. He's staring at my lips then in my eyes.

I shake my head but look up at him through my lashes. "Not yet." I whisper.

"I wasn't going to kiss you." He say.

"Hm. Really?" I ask. He doesn't move. He stays in the same position.

"Yea. I was gonna lick your cheek." Before I knew what was happening, his tongue dragged up my cheek.

"Eww! You nasty pervert!" I giggle and wipe my cheek off.

"As much as I don't want to say it, are you ready to go home?" He asks.

"Yes." I say and smile.

"I'll go get your shoes." He says before running off and getting my shoes. I put my jacket on and grab my bag.

He came back and lifts me up bridal style. I yell and wrap my arms around his neck. He smirks. "Why are you carrying me you asshole?"

"Because I want too." He says heading towards the car. I shake my head and unravel my arms from his neck.

He sets me in the car and drives me home. When we get there he walks me to the door.

"This has been truly amazing." He says.

"It has. Thank you very much." Smiling, and looking down at the ground.

He hooks his finger under my chin and makes me look at him. "I can't wait for next time."

"Next time?" I ask and raise my eyebrow.

"Yes, next time. There's no way I'm not going to have another date with you." He smirks, snaking an arm around my waist.

"Remember, tomorrow, no more touching. I don't like it. I'm surprised I haven't broke your arm yet."

He chuckled. "I'll change you mind about that someday." He says.

"I don't know. I'm very stubborn." Teasing.

"We'll see. Good night princess."

"Night weirdo." I say.

Then I did something even shocking to me. I got up on my tip toes, pulled his shoulder down, and kissed him on the cheek.

I rushed inside afterwards.