A Not-So Cinderella Story

When I felt like I was being swept off my feet in a Cinderella story, someone had to be there to drop me, right?
Let's backtrack a little.
Cher Topman. A simple name for a complex girl like me. I'm an orphan at a little orphanage in London, but don't be fooled. Just because it's in London doesn't mean that it's extravagant.
When a rich American single woman makes the fatal decision to adopt me and take me back to America, my life is turned upside down by some people I never thought I'd meet.


11. So Close.

"You sure I should go tonight? We could hang out, rent a movie," I start.

"What's been into you? Of course you're going. We've been hanging out for the past week. You need a break," she laughs.

Tonight is the first night I've gone out with Justin since the dream. I might have been avoiding him for a bit, but that's cool. I'm still figuring things out. 

Before I'm ready, the elevator opens and Justin walks in.

"Cher," he lights up and pulls me in for a hug. Once his arms wrap around me, the nerves drain away and I'm wondering why I've been avoiding him for the past week. 

"Well, I'll see you when I see you. Have a good time guys," Haylee smiles as we walk out.

"Where have you been?" he sighs and reaches for my hand subtly. I give in and take his hand in mine and smile to myself.

"I don't even know. Stuck in my own world I guess," I laugh.

"You won't believe what I have planned for today," he smiles excitedly.

"I can't wait," I giggle as he opens the car door for me and lets me in first. He runs around and sits in his seat.

"It's not far," he says as he turns on the radio. "Grow Up" by Cher Lloyd plays and I laugh. Out of all people, I've been talking to Cher and Haylee the most this week. Justin turns it up and we sing it together. I've been getting better at memorizing the popular music. I look around to see the New York lights, sparkling everywhere around me. Calling me.

In about 30 minutes, Justin pulls into an empty parking lot.

"Where are we?" I laugh.

"Just wait," he says and we step out of his car. In a minute, a sleek, black limo pulls up.

"What have you got planned Bieber?" I ask and he laughs. We both slide into the limo and it starts driving. The window are so tainted, you can't see out of them. Justin laughs at my uncertainty to this whole situation. We talk for about 5 minutes until the car comes to a stop. Justin gets out first and holds the door open for me. Once I step out, I gasp at the sight.

I'm dead center of a Fun Fair, or carnival, as the Americans would say it. 

We're the only ones here besides the workers of the stand. 

A whole fun fair for the two of us? Yes please.

Justin smiles, grabs my hand, and we sprint to the rides around us as one of his songs starts playing on the speakers around the whole fair. We stand in awe of all the large attractions, wondering where to start. I drop his hand and put my hand to my chin.

"What should we do first?" I ask.

"Let's go..... the Twister!" he says.

"Are you sure? I don't know if you would look very good in my vomit," I laugh.

"It's not that bad," he laughs.

"Are you sure?" I ask. He walks a step in front of me, turns around, and holds out his hand.

"Come on, don't be scared. I promise I won't hurt you," he smiles. My emotions hit me with force. That's almost exactly what he said in my dream. 

I try not to show my fear and grab his hand. Once his fingers interlock with mine, the nerves drain away and my smile returns. We run over to the Twister, laughing and breathing heavily in unison. 

For the next two hours, Justin has me hopping from ride to ride. 

But soon, there aren't any rides left, so we walk around and stop at some of the food stations.

"What is that?" I ask, pointing at a sign that's advertising a weird food.

"You've never had a funnel cake?" he asks me, stunned.

"Nope," I shake my head.

"What about cotton candy? You've had to have tried cotton candy," he says and I shake my head again. We never had any money for these kinds of food luxuries.

"This is very important. We need to get you a funnel cake and cotton candy stat," Justin says and orders the food.

We walk over to a bench and sit down, Justin not letting me try the food until he has a camera to film my first reaction. He pulls out his phone and starts filming.

"Alright. Let's see. Let's start with the funnel cake," I say and rip off a piece of the warm stuff. I slowly put it in my mouth and taste it's fried goodness. My eyes bug out.

"This is amazing," I declare and Justin laughs.

"I told you! Now try the cotton candy," he instructs. I grab the pink fluffy cotton and tear off a piece, eating it carefully.

"Oh my gosh! It like melts on your tongue!" I say with wide eyes and Justin throws his head back laughing.

"Where have I been?" I laugh.

"I missed you this week," he admits while we're finishing the food.

"Really?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Of course. You have that effect on people," he smiles.

"Well I missed you too, if it means anything," I smile.

"Everything," he mumbles, barely audible. We throw away the trash from our food and start walking around.

"Oh! I almost forgot! There's one thing we haven't done yet!" he says and we walk towards a part of the fair we hadn't been to yet. Behind the corner, is a huge pool, filled with those colorful plastic balls. I huge ball pit. In front of it is a picnic blanket with a guitar lying on it.

"Is that a ball pit?" I ask and he nods. We both run and jump into it and play around, throwing the plastic balls at each other and swimming through the pit. 

After we get tired, we lie on top of the ball pit next to each other, his arm around me protectively. We look at the stars, silently for awhile.

"Alright, if I don't get out of this ball pit now, I'm never going to get out," I laugh and climb out, sitting on the picnic blanket. Before Justin gets out, "So Close" from Enchanted starts playing. This is one of my favorite songs on my phone. 

"Would you like to dance?" he asks and holds out his hand. I grab it and he pulls me up and twirls me into a slow dance. The magical beats of the music playing along with my heart. Justin starts softly humming the words into my ear, his warm breath tickling my neck. 

This is probably the most romantic thing I've ever seen.

His hands on my waist, my hands around his neck, we move along to the music.

Right before the song ends, Justin looks into my eyes and we're silent for a second as the last beats play. He turns his head slightly and starts leaning.

Oh my gosh.

He's going to kiss me.

I'm not ready.

Oh crap.

I breath out and look down, letting my eyes slowly close. He stops leaning and smiles at me.

It's ok, is what his eyes seem to be telling me.

Hopefully soon they'll be saying something else.


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