Vic's POV~

After Lilly's little bad-ass stunt, we parted ways. Lilly and Mike went to the beach, and Alli and I headed for home. Two months ago, Alli had turned 18 and her grandmother kicked her and Lil out, so they moved in with us. We hadn't been sleeping in the same bed or anything, that would be inappropriate. We're only teenagers. Most of the time, Lilly and Alli slept in my mom's old room, while Mike and I slept in our own bedrooms. It was unarguably easier to sleep with Alli in my arms, so on the nights when it was storming, or when one of us had night terrors, Alli would sleep with me and/or Lilly with Mike. Mike had even managed to get his driver's license. So, the past eight months have gone pretty well, outside of school, I mean.

Alli and I were singing along to Pour Some Sugar On Me when we arrived at the house. We were terribly off-key, but we were having fun so it didn't matter. After the song ended, I killed the engine and started to get out of the car, but Alli stopped me.

"Hey, we just graduated! We should celebrate," she said, winking suggestively. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Oh yeah? Well, do you have anything in mind?" I asked, pretty sure of what she was going to say.

"Hell yeah! Let's hit up the arcade!" she exclaimed, with the same enthusiasm as a young child. Yep, I knew it. I chuckled lightly before replying. "Oh, what a surprise! My little gamer girl wants to go to the arcade," I laughed, "You're such a child sometimes!"

"Yeah, but you still love me, don't you?" she asked, giving me the cutest puppy dog eyes I'd ever seen. "Damn straight I do," I said, leaning over and kissing her softly on the lips.

With that, I backed out of the driveway and headed for the arcade. When we arrived, she grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. Sometimes it was painful how slow our relationship moved, but for this girl, I'd wait forever if I had to. She made me the happiest I'd ever been in my lifetime, which is why I secretly did what I had last week.

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Lilly's POV~

Maxx had scared me a bit earlier, but I knew that as long as I was with Mike, I'd be safe. Plus I'd recorded the whole thing on my phone as evidence, so there was that too.

After we parted ways with Alli and Vic, Mike told me we were going somewhere special, but he didn't tell me where. He blindfolded me (I was blindfolded twice that night. Huh.) and sat me in the car. He plugged in his phone, and a song that Vic had recorded started to play.

The ride was short, and I was fairly sure I knew where we were. My suspicions were confirmed when he opened the door, and I felt the cool, salty air blow past my face. He walked me down the beach for a bit, then he told me to close my eyes while he removed the blindfold. I did as he told me and closed my eyes.

"3....2....1...open them," he whispered in my ear. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Mike had set up the perfect date, using everything he knew about me.

The scene in front of me was absolutely beautiful. There was a small wooden table on the sand, covered with a black and gold tablecloth, and on top of the table were two wine glasses and two white plates with gold trim. There were three candles placed in the center of the table, and the rest of the table was filled with three of my favorite dishes. All of this was below a large palm tree, and about fifteen feet from the ocean. It was perfect.

I turned to Mike who was smiling at me expectantly, and my eyes started to tear up. "Thank you Mike, this is perfect. But why?" I asked, genuinely confused. His smile faltered a bit and he looked at me, as if there was something I forgot. "Lillian....it's past midnight now....it's your birthday, beautiful," he said, and I mentally facepalmed myself. I forgot my own birthday. "Oh, right. It is my birthday," I laughed, embarrassed. He chuckled a bit and took my hand, guiding me to the magical scene. He pulled out my chair and I sat down. He took his seat in front of me, and looked me in the eye.

"Lilly, you are so beautiful. I love you," he said, pulling something out of his back pocket. It was a long, skinny black box. "Happy birthday," he whispered, as he opened it, revealing a very pretty silver charm bracelet. "It's lovely, Mikey. I love you too," I said, as he latched the bracelet around my wrist.

We ate in peace and returned to the house at around 3 am. "Mikey?" I asked quietly, as he unlocked the front door. "Yeah?" he asked, and I could hear the exhaustion in his voice. "Do you think it would be alright if.....if maybe I slept in your bed tonight?" I asked, like a little girl asking to sleep in her mommy's room. He smiled warmly and kissed my forehead. "Of course you can, love."

Notes

Aww cute filler :D I'm gonna give you guys a break from all the dramatic and scary stuff for a while. Anyways, what do you think Vic did last week? o.O I love you all and thank you guys for the views and subs! Tell your friends! Or don't, I'm not gonna tell you how to run your life. It makes me super happy when you guys comment and send me messages and kiks and stuff, so thank you C: Y'all are so supportive and I couldn't do this without you!

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~Shayde~