Lend Me Your
Heart
Fifty
The next morning I woke up to the sound of Zach’s voice
saying, “Wake up! Wake up!” over and over again.
He sounded so excited that I got worried he might still believe
in Santa Claus.
I yawned and my muscles before sitting up in bed and looking up
at him with wide eyes.
“Good morning sunshinebeautifuldarilingangelsweetness.
Santa got you room service,” he said with a grin.
I couldn’t help but notice how genuinely happy he was; he
was so happy it made my stomach tickle with butterflies.
“How long have you been up?” I asked in a groggy
voice.
“About an hour,” he told me with a shrug, making my
eyes widen even more. “You’re a deep
sleeper.”
My eyes shifted over to a cart parked in front of our bed with
metal plates filled with eggs, ham, and toast, glasses full of
water, and mugs of chamomile tea, my favorite.
“You got all my favorites!” I exclaimed in
surprise.
“I practically live with you, Layne. Of course I got all
your favorites,” he said.
“This is so nice of you,
hadsomedarlinghoneysweetheart,” I said, imitating him.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he winked, helping me to the
table in the corner of the room where we sat down and started to
eat.
“Oh!” he said suddenly, with his mouth full of eggs.
“I almost forgot. Santa left you something else.”
He got up from our little table and pulled a small, neatly
wrapped present out of his basketball duffle bag
I gasped quietly, quickly standing up and running to my bag so I
could take out his present, too.
“Give me mine first,” he immediately said, stretching
out his hands to take it as I sat down across the table from him
again.
“Okay,” I agreed, handing him the small-ish box in my
hands.
He looked up at me and smirked before shaking the box in his
hands, holding it up next to his ear like he was trying to figure
out what it was.
I laughed impatiently while he shook the box for a few more
seconds, making confused faces.
“Is it…hold on. Give me a few more seconds,”
he said.
I waited a few more seconds.
“Hmm…I have no idea.”
“Open it or I’ll take it back,” I threatened
after a while.
“Okay, okay,” he laughed, ripping the wrapping paper
to pieces and throwing them on the ground.
“You got me an iPod?” he yelled, his eyes
widening.
“Well, it’s not exactly new. I had it for a few
months until I got my iPhone. I didn’t have anything on it,
so I filled it up with your favorites and got you sports
headphones so you can wear it when you run. Look!” I said
excitedly.
He looked incredulously from me down to the little device,
scrolling through his new songs.
“You picked all my favorites!” he exclaimed happily.
“It’s perfect. Thank you, Layne. Seriously. This is,
like, the best Christmas present I’ve ever
gotten.”
“You mean it?” I asked hopefully, blushing and biting
my lip.
“Yes. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Here,” he said, handing me the little box in his
hands.
Wasting no time to guess what it was, I instantly started ripping
the paper off the gift to reveal a little, black box.
Jewelry.
It was jewelry.
My heart sped up in my chest as I hesitantly opened the little,
velvet box to find a dainty, sterling silver infinity
necklace.
My eyes widened, looking up at Zach and smiling.
He smiled back; it wasn’t a smirk like he does when
he’s trying to look sexy, no, this was a genuine grin
with teeth.
An infinity necklace meant forever and always, right?
Forever and always what?
Will Zach love me forever and always?
Suddenly, as if he could read my mind, he got up off of his chair
and walked over to me, lending me his hand to stand up with
him.
I took it, standing up out of my chair while he towered over
me.
I embraced him in a tight hug and whispered, “Thank you so
much.”
I felt him chuckle beneath me as he rested his hands on my
waist.
“You know what it means, right?” he asked, making me
blush further. “It means I’ll love you forever. No
matter what happens. I’ve already come to the conclusion
that there is nothing you could ever do to make me not love you
because it already happened. I’m in love with you,
Layne.”
My heart was beating so fast I’m sure he could feel it.
It bit my lip as feelings of happiness, relief, and love took
over my emotions, making me entire body feel warm and crowded
with gigantic, beautiful butterflies.
I wanted to started dancing right there, as if to say: He
loves me. He loves me. Life is wonderful. He’ll love me
forever and everything is so perfect.
But instead, I simply pulled away from him, looked into his
bright, blue eyes and said, “I love you more. I’ll
always love you more.”
I knew he’d deny it, but it was worth a shot anyway.
After all, it was the truth.
I was in love with Zach and I knew it because I’d never
felt anything like love before I met him.
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zxw889 · 1 decade ago
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This isn't the end is it...?