We ended up at Karaoke Kafe again, sipping on peanutbutter banana milkshakes covered with plenty of whipped cream.

"You have eleven younger syblings?" I asked in shock. We had been talking for the better part of the night, just getting to know each other better.

"Yep, nine sisters and two brothers." Elijah shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

"Wow thats insane. It has always been me and Selena, I couldn't imagine what it would be like to have that many people to live with." I am pretty confident that I'm in shock. His mom gave birth to 12 kids total. That poor woman. Still it was kind of amazing when you thought about it.

"Well, mostly chaotic and privacy does not exist." He explained, but the way he spoke made me think that it wasn't that bad and that he wouldn't have it any other way.

I went to go eat some more whipped cream off my shake, only to realize there was non left.

I slyly looked over at Elijah's, who still had plenty on top of his cup. He was distracted watching a group of ten year old girls on stage belting out the lyrics to Let It Go, adorably off key.

I reached over and stole a heaping spoonful of whipped cream from him, but he turned just as my spoon was on the way to my mouth.

He raised an amused eyebrow at me as I shoved the spoon into my mouth with a smile.

He chuckled at before taking his spoon and plopping the rest of his whipped cream into my cup.

I beamed at him.

"Okay, so I may have a whipped cream addiction." I stated after I finished the last of the sweet fluffy topping.

"I couldn't tell." He joked, giving me a knowing look.

I felt myself blush.

"Hey, I remember you guys. You two were incredible up on stage. Natural performers." Our server was the same one we had the last time we came here and had just stopped by to see if we needed anything else.

"Haha thanks," I responed suddenly shy.

"Are ya'll gonna sing again?"

I traded looks with Elijah, mentally asking him if he wanted to.

"Actually we were just about to do just that. " Elijah pushed his chair back and stood up. He walked over to me. And I took his hand without any hesitation or further thought. And he lead me onto the stage.

A song started up and Elijah sang the first lyric. I was still surprised by what a nice singing voice he had.

"We were together summer all night-"

I cut him off with the next line to the One Direction song.

"Wanna go back like pressing rewind."

We played tug of war exchanging lines until we got to the chorous and sang together.

"I want you to hit the pedal, heavy metal show me you care. I want you to rock me. Rock me. Rock me yeah." Our voices were synced in a perfect harmony melody balance and blended together to create a sweet noise.

We sang a bunch of One Direction songs together, and I was actually surprised he was the one suggesting them.

"I have nine sisters. Its all I listen to." Elijah told me when I mentioned it, shrugging his shoulders. "They are all stuck in my head. Not to mention a CD stuck in my truck stereo." He laughed.

"Its okay," I laughed along with him. "A lot of guys act too macho to admit that they listen to 1D."

After a couple more times we ended up leaving. I meant to follow Elijah to his truck, but a newly added photobooth had been put infront of the Maurices, caught my attention.

"Hey," I spoke, grabbing Elijah's hand and tugging. "Lets go in the photobooth."

He did a doubled take, just now noticing the photobooth. "Uh, okay." He responded, allowing me to drag him in and through the black curtain and onto the bench that sat infront of the camera.

We paid two dollars and the screen infront of us started to count down from five.

I made a funny face with my tongue sticking out, a dramatically serious one with my eyebrows furrowed, then I puckered my lips for a duck face. For the last photo, I ended up looking at Elijah to see what faces he was making, but was shocked to see him looking down at me.

A final click signaled the end of the picture and I could hear our copies being printed, but my gaze never left Elijah's, and his from mine.

I was strangely calm.

There was no butterflies fluttering in my stomach and no intense pitter pattter of my heart. It was like my heart had stopped beating.

My breath was barely there, but I wasn't struggling to breathe or out of breath. It was slow, almost trance like.

There was no nervous cold sweat and my mind wasn't racing in a panic. Only my lips tingled slightly, suddenly sensitive.

I could see the warmness in Elijah's eyes, and the hungry passion behind that, that made my lips tingle even more.

This felt like the magical moment that only seemed to happen in movies right before the guy ki-

"Are you guys done yet?" Someone interrupted our moment, opening up the curtain and peeking their head in.

"Yeah. Sorry." I replied as Elijah grabbed the photos and we got out.

"So, uh, should we head back?" I asked him, my nerves coming back to me full force as we got into his truck.

"Do you want to?"

"Not really."

"Okay. Then let's not."

Elijah pulled up infront of an old park. Wood chips decorated the ground and what used to be a sandbox was now just a hole in the ground. The playset was fairly rusty, but the swings were surprisingly still in good shape.

We both took a swing and I began to kick my legs back and forth trying to remember the last time I actually sat on one.

It had been so long I was surprised I actually remembered what to do. I guess my muscle memory was just as good as my photographic memory.

I closed my eyes and allowed a smile to form on my face as the rush of cool air hit against my face. A couple of giggles had escaped through my mouth as I just now remembered how exilerating and dizzy swinging could make you feel.

How when a kid, this was the closest you could get to flying and everyone always fought over the swing set on the playground as kids because it was everyone's favorite.

I didn't open my eyes until the swing had slowed down, and only then did I realize Elijah was looking at me with a small smile on his face.

I blushed and looked away.

"So, uh, why didn't you want to go to practice?" Elijah asked after a few moments.

Because I want to be with you. Alone. Because I think I may actually be in love with you and your boyish charm. Because when I am with you I feel safe and protected, like being wrapped in a warm blanket. Because I love that you had always supported me from the start.
Because I like that when you look at me I feel like I am the only girl in the world and I want to bask in all that for a while longer.

Those were the real thoughts running through my head and I could feel the heat rising to my face as I thought them. Instead of telling Elijah all of that though, I simply shrugged my shoulders and said "I don't know."

"Okay." He replied, but when I looked up, he was looking at me with his cute smile and I just knew that he knew what I was actually thinking, what I was too shy to speak out loud.

Music blared from one of the houses neighboring the park and my ears perked at the familiarity of the beat.

"In the beginning,
I never thought it would be you
When we were chilling
Smiling in the photoboth," I basked in the lyrics for a moment, before the beat picked up and I felt the urge to dance.

Hopping of the swing, I went over to Elijah and held out my hands.

He gave me a quizzical look, but took them, allowing me to pull him up to his feet.

"Tonight we'll just get drunk
Disturb the peace
Find your hands
All over me
And the you'll bite your lip
Whisper and say
Were going all the way,"

We were now standing in the grass and Elijah seemed to pick up on my intentions and spun me out with one hand and just as the chourus started, spun me back in, into his chest were I waited just for a beat, hearing the pattering of his heartbeat match the fast paced beat of my own.

"Tonight, Take me to the otherside
Sparks fly like the forth of July
Take me to the otherside
I see that sexy look in your eyes
And I know we ain't friends no more
If we walk down this road, we'll be lovers for sure," for most of the song, we mostly spun around, laughing.

Elijah spun me into his chest again as he sung the next line along with Jason Derulo,"So, tonight kiss me like its do or die."

Our eyes were once again looking at eachothers, our faces mere centimeters apart. I could see the hunger in his gaze and knew that I had a matching one as well.

How many opportunities had we had to kiss and then had been interrupted? We both wanted this more than anything else in the world right now.

A small part of me felt like we might miss this chance and that it was a now or never kind of moment. If we missed this opportunity we might never get it again. There was this urgent sort of feeling in my gut, telling me to kiss him, kiss him now, but my body was paralyzed and the only thing moving was my heart.

But then time seemed to slow down and my heart stopped. I was faced with the same lip tingling calmness as in the photobooth.

Before I could second guess myself, I leaned up and kissed Elijah on the lips.

"So tonight, take me to the otherside..."

I almost pulled back, afraid that I had read things wrong, that this was a one-sided thing  but then Elijah deepened the kiss pushing me up against a tree.

I didn't care that the bark was digging into my back or that there might be bugs.

I was in pure heaven, my hormones on a kind of high, a drug that I already knew I would be addicted to.

But I didn't care. This sweet honey like softness pressed up against my lips was the only thing I wanted.

After what felt like forever, he pulled away so we could catch some air.

Elijah, brushed some hair out of my face and whispered, "Do you know how long I waited to do that?"

There was this beautiful innocence to him that added to his charm, and made me want to kiss him even more.

I gave him a slight shake of my head, my fingers trailing to my now slightly swollen lips, trying to feel the last remnants or the kiss.

"Too long?" I guessed, my voice quiet, as to not shatter the fragile moment we created.

Elijah nodded his head.

"Kiss me again." I whispered into his ear. Still completely drunk off the first one.

He gave me one of his small smiles, and kissed me like we were about to die.

This was probably the best moment of my life.