"Are we there yet?" I couldn't contain my curiosity any longer as I watched the road for the last hour, wondering where he was going to take me.

"What are you, five?" He laughed looking at me, the smug humor gleaming from his eyes. He was enjoying this way too much, holding back the destination of this surprise journey. I squeezed my eyes as his words, pulling up my top lip. "Are you ready for it?" He smiled; his eyes filled with joy but all I saw was an uphill road with oddly shaped trees next to it going nowhere.

"Ready for what Lukas, we have been driving for an hour and all I have seen is concrete roa-"

"This." He cut me of keeping his eyes on me as if he was about to inspect my expression and holy moly, he had every reason to when the car reached the top of the hill and the trees disappeared. I was mesmerized by the grey of the sky, the gold of the sun seeping through the clouds and the blue of the ocean. The freaking ocean.

"Lukas..." I whispered, completely shook by the view in front of me an quite frankly, the one next to me too and we rode on a cliff, the ocean on the background as I watched Lukas, my jaw somewhere at my feet. "Lukas..."

"Speechless aren't you." He smiled, when he got exactly the reaction from me he was hoping for.

"I have never been to the ocean before." I said, taking in every detail of this view. From the birds floating just above the water, the colorful cafes at the shore and the long pier forming the horizon dividing the sky and the water.

"I was kind of hoping for that." He smiled, taking my hand as I couldn't keep my eyes of the view. "Happy?" He asked a grin on his lips and his thumb circling on my skin.

"Yes." Was all my speechless mind could say. That and a face wide smile lighting up his eyes. His smile turned into a smirk and his hand let go of mine.

"Roll down your window." He urged as he started rolling down the window on his side, the warm dry wind entering the car making his hair fly in a thousand directions at once.

"Why?" I asked although I knew I just should do it.

"Bells, roll down that window, trust me." He said, looking over at me, his head resting against his seat. I shook my head with a smile on my face, as I rolled down the window, the breeze on my face colder than expected but oh so nice. "Now scream." He said and I looked at him, my brows frowned. "Don't look at me like that, just scream." He laughed, pulling up his brows at me to urge me to do it but I was seriously doubting his decision here, what if someone heard us. He caught my doubts with his typical eyeroll and stuck his head out of the window. "Like this!" He laughed and started yelling at the wind, sticking one arm out of the window. "Come on Bells, let it all out!" He yelled smiling into the wind, his messy hair flying like a wild bush.

I love this goof! I thought when shaking my head before sticking it out of the window and yelling against the force of the breeze, sticking my arms out of the window and letting a ray of sun hit my face. While yelling at the top of my lungs I felt so liberated, free, healed, myself and in love.

While I was still yelling and cheering into the view Lukas stopped at a lookout point and as soon as he stopped the car in pulled my head inside, not hesitating the slightest second. With enthusiasm I went at him, putting my hands on both sides of his face and smacking my lips against his. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" I said in between kisses, the biggest smile on my lips.

He pulled back, looking at me with the same smile lingering on his lips as he pushed my hair from my face. "I love you too." He chuckled.

"I love you more!" I said as cliché as it was, my voice echoing through the car as I went at him again. His lips on mine feeling so exciting like I was kissing him for the first time.

"Is that so?" He said against my lips before sucking at my bottom one and I wanted to be closer to him more than ever. I left my seat for the comfort of his lap, the smile on his face indicating he wasn't expecting this at all. "What are you doing?" He smiled, like I hadn't done this before.

"What, do I hear you complaining?" I pulled up my brows at him playfully, but he answered me quickly by putting his arms around my waist to pull me closer, just like I needed.

"Nope." He said before putting his lips in a straight line. Goofball. He leaned it, putting his fingers through my hair like he always does, the feeling of his fingertips over my roots exhilarating. "Although I doubt you love me more." He said brushing his nose against mine before gently kissing me with those soft lips of his.

"Oh and why's that?" I felt my lips curve up in a smirk, the happiness replacing all the guilt, pushing it away, like it wasn't meant to be there.

He said nothing for a second, his eyes searching my face and observing every freckle on my nose. "Bells, I need you to know that no matter what happens you'll never lose me. I'm not capable of losing you, not even if I wanted to. I'll always be there for you okay. I need you to know that." He said, one hand cupping my face while the other drew circles on my wrist.

I caught his gaze, never wanting to let go of the way he was looking at me, his eyes so kind and loving, like I was the only one in the world for him, and he had me believe I was, I felt it, I knew it. "Why are you saying this?" I whispered, pulling at the air between us.

"Because, I need you to know. Because that's how I feel. I never used to be forthcoming about my feelings, not with a girl, not even with my parents but since I met you that changed. I need you to know how I feel, I need everyone to know how I feel, to know you're mine and that I'll do anything to keep it that way." He whispered, his bottom lip briefly touching mine, his fingers caressing my cheek.

I felt a thousand things at ones. I felt sadness for the fact he never felt save enough to share his feelings until he met me. I felt happiness that I had something worthy enough to change that, but most of all I felt love, surrounded by a wave of honesty. "I need you to keep it that way." I whispered and pronouncing my last syllable his lips closed the gap on mine, this kiss not just like any other. This kiss was telling me this was forever, that he would always be here no matter what, that it wasn't just an empty promise, made out of hollow words, this was real, we were real.

"Now, snowflake get back in your seat, cause those feet of yours need to touch that water." Lukas smiled, the sun on his face, lighting up the hazel in his eyes and made the freckle under his eye stand out. I never really noticed it was there as visible until the sun lit up his skin. "Bells, seat, now." He laughed, playfully pushing me back into my seat. I shook my head as he made that engine roar a familiar sound.

I watched him as he drove us closer to the ocean, the beach in mere walking distance and the pier even bigger than I thought. As soon as I opened the door I felt the breeze from earlier which was now even colder on my skin. This dress was to cold to go out in this time of the year and I saw Lukas's eyes shift over my bear arms. He smiled while opening the trunk of his car and second later he closed it, holding my favorite grey hoodie of his in his hands. "Here babe." He said offering me the warm cozy hoodie like that time he spilled his drink on me, which we know wasn't an accident. "Don't even say you're not cold, I know you are." He said not waiting for me to take it as he playfully pushed it over my head. "See that's better." He said the moment my head peeked through the hole and I tried to find the sleeves.

"I look like a slob." I laughed, seeing my reflection in the shininess of his car. An oversized hoodie and jeans were cute but top it off with a dress and it turns out quite hideous.

"Yeah, you do. But you're about the cutest slob I have ever seen." He said taking my hand to pull me away from his car.

"Well thanks!" I laughed, rolling my eyes at him as we walked to the border of the beach.

"Honestly Bells, you are. You can wear a potato sac and I would still think you're pretty amazing." He said and he scooped me up just the moment my feet were about to touch the s and. His sudden actions making me shriek and smile at the same time.

"What are you doing?" I laughed while hanging on to him for dear life. Watching the few people on the beach look at us over his shoulder.

"Making sure your feet touch the water first." He laughed and his silliness made me join his laughter. "What about my shoes?" I said, widening my eyes at him as we reached the waterline. He wasn't hesitating, already pushing his high tops off his feet.

"Just you wait for it." He said, shifting me in his arms, my legs now around his waist and one of his hands supporting me as the other one reached back, fumbling with the laces of my converse. We looked like two idiots, but now, here, in this moment I couldn't care less what other people thought of me, of us. He was making me feel so happy on one of the saddest days of my life. "That's one down, one more to go." He laughed, his lips quickly pecking mine as my left shoe hit the sand. He started working on the next one and as soon as that one fell into the sand too he stepped forward, a wave making his feet vanish. "Are you ready?" He said like it was the most special thing in the world, his words making it feel just like it. I nodded and at that he slowly dropped me to my feet, the cold water on my feet making me close my eyes and take in the moment. His arms wrapped around me as I nestled my face against his chest. "I love you."

"I love you Lukas." At my words he put his lips against my forehead, his hand reaching up to lift up my chin.

"I'm sorry you're hurting because of me. I didn't mean for anything of this to happen." He whispered over the sound of the waves hitting our feet.

"I know." I said, and for a moment I forgot about this morning, about how that made me feel, he had filled my head with other feelings than guilt and even though he was part of the reason I lost my best friend, he made it up to me by simply being there. Be doing the simplest thing, achieving the most. He was there and that was all that mattered.

He looked away, his eyes scanning the water behind me and he seemed lost in thought. "I know this might sound crazy now but one day I'm going ask you a question and I really hope you'll say yes." He said looking down, the wind blowing through his hair. It didn't immediately hit me what he meant but when it did, I let my forehead fall against his chest once more. It did sound crazy to say something like that already, but I couldn't help but feel relieved that he thought about a future with me, thinking further than today, than here. The butterflies in my stomach took over my entire self and I felt like I was floating, while another wave flooded my feet.

"Lukas." I started but with a panicked voice he stopped me before I could respond.

"Just forget about it." He shook his head. "It's just how I feel and I wanted to tell you. You don't have to answer me n-"

"Lukas." I said taking his face between my hands, his eyes disappointed, his mind probably thinking the opposite of what I was feeling. "I'm not going to forget about it. Not a chance." I smiled, stretching up to meet his lips to kiss them, every part of his body surprised when my lips brushed over his, making him melt into my touch.

He pulled back, looking at me knowing we didn't need another word mentioned about this to know how we both felt about it, the smile on our faces enough to confirm we both agreed on that day in the future, the day where he'll make me his forever, although I already was.

He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes gleaming with playfulness. "Come." Lukas said, grabbing my hand to pull me out of the water into the direction of the cafes.

"Wait Lukas, our shoes!" I laughed, pulling him in the opposite direction to grab our shoes from the sand, shaking my head when one was completely filled with it.

"Come on!" He playfully pulled me to his side, throwing his arm over me after taking his high tops in the other hand.

He dragged me all the way to the first café, the wooden facade painted light blue and as soon as we put our shoes on and entered I found myself into the cutest café I had ever been as the interior was completely cotton candy pink combined with the same light blue as on the outside. Fake yet beautiful colorful flowers engulfed the booths and I couldn't wait to sit down at one. Lukas read my mind and pulled me towards a booth, taking a seat in front of me.

"This place is beautiful." I said, looking around, noticing the contrast between the softness and lightness of the flowered background and the toughness and black of Lukas's tattoos. He didn't fit and it was the cutest view I could wish for.

"I hoped you would like it." He smiled, his grey eyes exploring his face and all I could do was smile back at the way he looked with all those flowers behind him. "Just stay here."

"Where are you going?" I asked, frowning my brows as he got up and disappeared behind another bright flowered wall. To kill time, I looked at my phone, scrolling through my pictures and when I found a picture of me and Mia I couldn't resist. I had to open my messages, my fingers acting before I could think. I had to send Mia a text.

: I'm so sorry for what happened... I really didn't mean to hurt you... I should have never kept this a secret for you and if I could change it and make a better decision than the one I took, I would ...I should have told you, and this might not be enough, but please I'm so sorry! You're my best friend Mia, I already miss you... I can't imagine not being friends with you... I'm sorry.

"What are you doing?" Lukas's voice made me look up, to meet him holding a large plate with pancakes and milkshakes.

"I was about to send Mia a text." I muttered as he set the plate in front of me, it being nice for once to get served instead of serving others, remining me I had to go to work on Tuesday, already sighing at the thought.

"I don't know if that's a good idea." He said, grabbing his milkshake and putting the straw to his lips.

"Too late I already hit send." I put my lips in a straight line, while putting my phone back into the pockets of his hoodie, already regretting my decision.

"Baby, smile. It'll be okay." And it was impossible not to forget about my problems as I laid eyes on his smile, curving around the red straw of his cup.

"I'm not so sure but ask me again when I'm finished with these pancakes." I laughed, sliding the entire tray into my direction, claiming every pancake and he let me, not matter how hungry he was, he would without a doubt let me have all of the pancakes if that was what it took to make me happy.

"Why did you take me here?" I grinned while putting a fork full of baked happiness into my mouth, closing my eyes as the heavenly taste of pancakes and syrup touched my tongue.

"Cause I hoped it would make you happy." He smiled, his knee grazing mine under the table and for a moment I felt like a child, chills running over my spine as if this was our first date. And that was the beauty of us, no matter what we went through the joy of new beginnings lingered in everything we did, even if we did them for the thousands' time.

"And why did you think that?" I smiled at him teasingly, cocking my head sideways as I waited for his answer.

"Because you love fluffy stuff." He laughed, taking his fork and claiming a chunk of pancake back.

"Well, how did you manage to seep through the cracks then?" I laughed, lifting up my milkshake to ironically toast on him.

"What are you talking about." He grinned letting his eyes wander over himself before lifting up his brows. "I'm fluffy as fuck." And with those words my milkshake nearly came back through my nose as I burst out in laughter.

"Lukas!!" I coughed, a smile still lingering on my lips through my coughs.

"Babe don't choke. I need you alive tonight." He smirked, making me repeat my own stupid mistake by drinking my milkshake and listening to his funny crap.

"Whatever your planning, mother nature still doesn't agree." I squeezed my eyes at him, my head turning red while I tried not to cough.

"I meant sleeping Babe. Sleeping. Why are you always so fucking horny." He said, deliberately a bit too loud making me even more red than I already was.

"Lukas, please, stop or I will choke for real." I laughed, my happiness caused by the silliest conversation but that was us, silly, happy, both of us dealing with our own insecurities and problems but trying our absolute best to make each other the happiest version of ourselves.

He smirked at me before sliding in the booth until he was next to me, swinging his arm over my shoulder. I smiled and stopped taking sips from my milkshake when I felt his lips on my cheek, his nose brushing over my skin. My phone chiming pulled us out of our bubble and when I saw it was Mia responding to my text my heart skipped a beat, afraid to open and read. This could go really bad or really well. Either way did I want to take the risk and ruin everything Lukas tried to do to cheer me up? And when I looked at Lukas's frowned expression, I knew what he wanted me to do, but did I want the same?

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