I want a best friend:
Someone who will hug me tight when I'm down.
Someone who will beat up the guys that hurt me.
Someone who knows every single detail about me.
Someone who will make laugh until I cry.
Someone I can be myself with.
Someone who won't cause too much fucking drama.

Someone who keeps all of his promises.

Someone who I will eventually fall in love... And someone who will eventually love me back.


13. Thirteen


Chapter Twelve


Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stared at all the pictures that I had with Slate. Ever since the day he saved me form the tree, my life has been better. I knew that he was an awesome person and that he would never leave me alone, he had already proven that, but I was scared of showing my feelings. I don't even know how to tell him that I feel the same way, because I do, and it hurts so much...


"Scotty?" Slate voice floated around the bus. "Princess, we are here, come on let's send the picture to your mom and then we are doing a video, in which we need you to appear please." 

I took in a deep breath trying to regain self control. "Coming." I said, but my voice barely came above a whisper and so hoarse, it was obvious that I had been crying. 

"Shit." I heard Slate say and in a split second he was next to me, holding me. "Why are you crying princess?" He questioned as he soothed me. I didn't reply but I was sure that he saw that I was doing on my laptop as he held me tighter and whispered another 'shit'. 
"Slate." I whispered. "It's not what you think." I took in a deep breath. "It's not that I don't like you Slate, because I do. It's-" I didn't even understand why I had suddenly stopped, until I realised that Slate was kissing me. 

My eyes were closed and I guess that was why I was confused, as many kisses as I've had, this was so different, it felt so right. It was this mixture of love, adoration and sweetness in itself. Slate was holding my face caressing my cheeks with his thumbs as we kissed. Our mouths slightly opened as we tasted each other, and I could taste the salt of the tears that no so long ago I was shedding. Slate pulled out and rested his forehead in mine, I could still feel his hot breath over me. The kiss had been so amazing that I didn't want for it to end, so I leaned in once again and kissed Slate. This time I knew what was going on, and we kept kissing, Slate ever so carefully begging me for entrance that I gladly gave him, jus tot explore each other. It was the perfect kiss.

"Slate man why are you taking so lo- Woah!" I heard Brian's voice and we immediately pulled out. I stared at him in shock and hid my blushing face and Slate's chest. 
I felt Slate chuckle as he brought me to him. "We'll be out in a minute Brain." Slate added, his voice sound annoyed. "Just set up everything." 
"Yeah, sure." Brian replied. "Sorry for interrupting. Way to go Scot!" He added and left. 

Slate took in a deep breath. "He's gone princess." He added and pulled me out of his embrace so that he was staring at me. I blushed again and tried to hide my face with my hands, but Slate was quicker and caught them. "Look at me Scotland." He said and I obeyed. "You're the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen. It took me so long to actually accept the fact that I need you more than just my best friend, I need you to be my everything, I need you to be mine." 
I gulped and I felt tears on my eyes again. "I'm so scared Slate." I whispered and held to me once again. "I'm so scared of not being the person you would want-"

"Stop right there Scotty." Slate chuckled as he lifted my head. "You don't have to be scared. I'm not leaving you alone, never. I promise you that. I will always be with you. Also, you already are the person that I love, I wouldn't change a thing about you because you are simply perfect the way you are. I am in love with Scotland Inn, the girl who got stuck on a tree." 
I laughed as I hugged him. "I love you Slate Hunter, the boy who saved me." 
Slate kissed my temple. "Are you giving me a chance?" He whispered and I nodded.
"I'm giving you a chance." I added and kissed him once again.


I was laughing as I ran away from Brian, we were playing tag once again, and I was trying to get away from him. Ronald was thrown playing on his phone, he didn't want to play with us, and he claimed that we were being too childish, says the boy who tricked me right... 

"HELP!" I shouted from the top of my lungs as I jumped a table and kept running. 


I knew that Slate was hiding somewhere, because I lost him since he tagged me. I could hear Brian too close behind me and so I decided that the only way to get him away from me was but either tricking him or hiding, and I think we all know what I chose. 

When I got to the hallway I opened Slate's dressing room door open and left it ajar, so that Brian thought I had hidden myself there, and kept running towards his dressing room. I panted as I closed the door behind me and tried to regain my breath. 

"Princess?" I heard Slate and my eyes snapped opened. What on earth was Slate doing here?
"Slate?" I replied. "What are you doing here?" 
"I'm hiding." Slate chuckled as he walked up to me. "What are you doing?" He questioned, his voice was low, and his hand slipped around my waist. 
"Hiding." I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. 
"FUCK!" Brian shouted. "SLATE AND SCOTLAND COME OUT!" We both laughed ran over behind the couch to hide. "I swear to God that if you are inside my dressing room, you are both dead." Brian said as he opened his dressing room. "Scot?" He questioned. "Slate?"

I was having a fit of laughter, and I could swear that Brian would soon discover us. But Slate was fast enough to kiss me, making me stop laughing. 
"I heard your giggle Scot- Shit, not again!" Brian whined and we both pulled out laughing. "Are you like a happy couple now?"
"Maybe?" I said in a low voice making Slate tickle me. 













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