Chapter 17 Today was a Fairytale

                                    

                                          
Chapter 17 Today was a fairytale
                          
Lucas's POV
                          
"Lucas, it's time to wake up" Emmett says, breaking through the barrier, between awareness, and dreamland. Although, if I do say so myself he is a part of my dreams. I sit up, and look around his room. It was late morning, and the sun was shining. A smile crosses my face. The sun is shining! I haven't seen sunlight, since I left home almost a week ago. I rub my eyes with my hands, attempting to wake up a little. He smiles at me, and crosses the room to kneel beside the bed.
                          
"I have a day of fun in the sun planned, for the two of us" he says softly in my still half asleep ears. My smile grows larger because of how sweet he is, but then a chuckle escapes my lips. He looks at me questioningly, so I decide I can make fun of him just a bit.
                          
"Well I'm just wondering where you got that specific phrase from?" I admit, and he scowls deeply at me. Oops! Did I just truly offend him? He must know that I'm only kidding.
                          
His scowl instantly becomes a cute smile, so I pull myself out of his soft, comfortable bed, and torward my clothes. I notice that my week's supply of clothing is running thin. That's when I realize that we leave tomorrow. I look around sadly, and try to burn every detail into my memory. This room marked the beginning of my happiness. Everything has felt, so magical, and fictional this week. I know that it's real, but I still find myself trying to wake up, as though it's a magical dream of mine.
                          
When I slip out of the room, and make my way into the wonderful shower I note that I will miss this place very much. When I finish rinsing myself off, and I'm dressed, and ready for this mysterious fun in the sun day I return back to Emmett's room. He comes up behind me, and wraps his cool bare arms around my waist. I can feel his breath on the side of my neck, so I imagine something that I never thought about before. I wonder what it would feel like, for him to drink my blood.
                          
He releases me, and I turn to look into those blue eyes that I've come to know so well. How are we going to act, when we return to school? I never thought that I'd actually get to be with someone, while in high school, so I never planned a form of action. Will we go public? Will I be too scared to show people the real me? I need to decide on this, before we get off the plane tomorrow night. I frown sadly. I'll be back in Georgia in thirty-six hours. I can't help, but be disappointed about this.
                          
He pulls me by the hand out of his room. Looking back on all the levels of our past and present relationships, I see that pulling me by the hand impatienly is his signature move. I follow along with him, letting him lead me to wherever it is he's taking me. When we get into his car, he places a blindfold around my face.
                          
"Well you don't have to cover my entire face, do you?" I ask incredulously, as he almost gags me with the extra cloth. He just laughs, and moves the cloth, away from my mouth. We drive, for a few minutes. It had to be about an hour atleast, before the car pulled off the smooth road, and onto a more rocky(bumpy) terrain. When the car finally rolls to a stop, I reach up to remove the blindfold, but he stops me. I sit back against the seat, and breathe deeply. I have a fear of being blindfolded.
                          
"Emmett, could you please remove the blindfold?" I ask, but he just snorts.
                          
"Why, so you can peek?" he asks, and I begin to panic inwardly. I know that the panic attack is just around the corner, but I don't want to freak him out, by acting like a psycho.
                          
"Emmett please, just take the blindfold off" I gasp, through the short breaths pumping through my lungs. I know he senses the panic in my voice because I feel him moving torward me.
                          
He removes the blindfold, and my eyes flutter open. He has worry etched upon his face, so I decide to go with honesty.
                          
"I'm weird, and have a deathly fear of being blindfolded" I state, and his eyes soften guiltily. I refuse to let him take the blame for this because really how could he have known? "Emmett, don't you dare blame yourself. It's not your fault, and you didn't know, so let's just move on." I say, and his smile returns immediately.
                          
"Are you sure you're okay though?" he asks worriedly, before launching himself, from the car, and speeding over to my door. He opens the door for me, and then steps back to allow me space to stand up. I nod once again, and step out into the meadow we stand upon.
                          
"Where are we?" I ask in wonder, but Emmett doesn't answer. I look back at him, but find him staring at me, as if he were in a trance. I step closer to him, and he blinks rapidly.
                          
"This is a place that I've never shared with anyone in all my years of knowing it. I always vowed to show it to someone whom I truly cared about, so I guess it fits pretty well huh?" he asks, but I'm lost in the scene. We're standing in a large meadow. It is perfectly rounded by nature, and the sunlight is shining down upon it, making the grass, and water appear gold. I walk farther into the grass, and feel the dew rub against my ankles, as I plowed through the grass.
                          
The funny thing is, that the meadow isn't what's beautiful. There is green house standing before us, and inside are millions of pink orchids. He pulls me closer to the flower house, and I can't believe the sight before me. This is incredible. I've never really paid attention to flower breeds, but I can tell them apart. I've never cared enough to have a favorite flower, but I believe that I know what my favorite flower is. My favorite flower is the pink orchids, before me. They remind me of Emmett.
                          
He reaches forward and pulls the glass door open. When I step inside the otherworldly beautiful room, and feel its warmth, I turn to look at Emmett. He is reaching up to pull one of the orchids, from its branch. He hands me the flower, and I close my eyes happily. I pull the pink petals closer to my nose, and give a gentle sniff. The rich smell of nature fills my nostrils, and a smile forms on my lips. Even though this day didn't start out very well, I already know it will stay with me, for as long as I shall live.
                          
"You should keep it because it represents how I feel about you" he says, and I gasp. The tears flood my eyes, and I run into his waiting arms.
                          
"Oh Emmett!" I sob, and he looks down at me bewildered. "You are so perfect in every sense of the word!" I sob, and he wraps his arms around me tighter than before.
                          
"I'm not perfect Luke, but I will try to be the man you see in me" he says, and I frown up at him. I don't him to try to be perfect.
                          
"No, no Emmett. I don't want you to try to be someone that you think I want you to be. I want you to be you. You are perfect in my eyes. Who cares what anyone else says" I say, and he smiles, before looking down at the small petals in my hand. I look down as well, and we both smile at the representation of our relationship. He puts his hand on top of mine, and we stand there for a long moment, just touching the petals together. This is the perfect moment.
                          
"We should probably get going, if we don't wanna get caught here" he says, and I smile guiltily up at him. Of course these are someone else's flowers, and we're probably not allowed to be in here. I turn away, from my one and only paradise on earth. It may seem like just a shed full of flowers to normal people, but the symbolism of the whole thing, makes this place my own personal heaven on earth.
                          
We slowly walk back across the meadow, holding hands as our special place slips away from us. I hope that we will find time to revisit this place, but even if I never lay eyes upon it again; I will never forget it. When we are safely away, and out of sight of the greenhouse, he wheels me around. We are standing at the edge of a small gurgling stream, and the grass falls out around us, in never ending blankets of green. He looks at me tenderly, before leaning in and softly placing his lips to mine.
                          
My insides explode with warmth, and fuzziness, when our lips finally find each other. I've been waiting, so long for him to kiss me, and now it's happening right now. I press into him, and we fall forward into the soft blanket of grass. My lips part slightly, and he licks my bottom lip, until I allow him entrance.
                          
He starts to explore the inside of my mouth, before he rolls on top of me. I wrap my arms around his neck, and we kiss softly, for a few more seconds before we finally break apart. I feel like I've finally found my soul after walking around aimlessly, for centuries. I know that I'll never find anyone who I will want to kiss more than I want to kiss Emmett. He looks into my eyes, and I see love. He may not say it, but I know that he loves me.
                          
We lay there just looking in each other's eyes, for what seemed like days, but we stood up to leave, before the sun had even gone down completely. We walk back to the car, and silently drive away. In my head I begin to sing along to a song that perfectly fit how my day felt today. It was the best day of my life, so far. I owed that all to Emmett of course, but today truly felt magical, and I want more. As we pull into the Cullen's driveway I mutter to myself.
                          
"Today was a fairytale"