Valentines day.

What a bunch of crap.

You walk from your bedroom to the kitchen and notice the letters near the door,. They were probably all bills,you fiddle through them. They're all plain white letters until you notice a different one,in a red envelope.

Dear Y/N

Okay,I understand if you think this is the stupidest way to admit you like someone. And please don't think I'm a coward,okay you can think anything about me because you have no clue who's wrote this letter but I just wanted to say that I'm thinking about you and I want you to be my valentine.

So get dressed and then just go out,you'll understand.

From

X

You feel your head pumping madly as you run upstairs to get dressed. It could be a joke,but who cares? You do your hair and best makeup,dressing in your best outfit. Then walking downstairs,checking yourself once more in my mirror then opening the front door as you stop in your steps.

Thomas stands there. Smiling at you. You can't believe it at first,you think it's a dream,but you blink and blink but then realise it's true.

"You surprised?" He asks you,smiling slightly.
"A little!" You laugh "But that's a good thing. I promise."
"Oh well,that's okay." He hands you some beautiful red roses "Happy valentines day."
"That's so sweet! Thanks Thomas."
"That's okay. Ready to go?"
"Of course. Where are we going?"
"Just wait and see."

He takes you to a beautiful dance hall,full of people dancing and having fun. He holds your hand tight and takes you to the dance floor,you position your arms on his waist and shoulders then on the count of three you both gently begin to walk,you'd watched some of this type of thing on TV,but it was never something you would remember. But with him you felt like a natural,it was easy and it was fun. You felt like a princess and he was the prince.

A little while later a slow song comes on,you wrap your arms round his neck whilst his stay planted on your waist,you move round slowly,looking at him,still wondering if it's a dream. But it's not. You can barely focus on anything but his lips reaching and pressing to yours.

This was the best day ever.