Could He Be My Mr. Wonderful?

"Kim! Kim!" Cameron yells in my face.

I blink at couple of times before getting back to reality. I had no idea I was totally spacing out. "Uh, sorry."

"What were you thinking about?" He asks curiously.

Chewing my lip, I start an argument in my head. Should I tell him or not? Probably not, because I don't want him to know how much trouble I went through, again, just for this date. But I was out of the present world back then, so I guess I owe him an explanation. "What happened earlier on our first date." I mumble.

"Is it bothering you?" Cameron definitely looks worried by now.

"I'm fine. Just day dreaming, I guess." So he knew what my head was filled with?

Then the unexpecting happens. He grabs my hand and gives me a cute grin. I smile back, happy that we are now holding hands. Out of all the girls he could be with right now, he chose me.

"I'm sorry if I caused you trouble." He apologies.

"No, it's fine." The cold, evening air whipped around us and I shiver. Good thing I brought an extra cardigan. We're walking along the main city park next to the beach. There were lights hung on the trees, the moon was shining brightly and there were no people near us. It was as if nature had planned our date for us.

Cameron coughs. "It's a nice night out, eh?" He murmurs in my ear.

I had to hold my breath. Being this close to him made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Although I did like him near. His breath tickled the back of my neck and I laugh. "It is. All the stars are out." I say, looking up at the sky.

"I love your hair." He suddenly comments.

Blushing, I shifted my eyes back to him. "Really? How?"

"When the moonlight shines on you, your hair just stands out. And it's so soft." When he tucks loose hair behind my ears, I flush a deeper red.

Geez, I could hardly breathe. "Thanks. Nobody has ever said that," I point out.

He faces me. I look down on the ground, not wanting to see his eyes.

"Can you tell me how long you've liked me?" He wonders.

The question strikes me. "Uhh, didn't I tell you before?"

He plays with my fingers while answering. "No. I'm curious." He admits.

We keep strolling along the path. Cameron steers me towards the sandy beach, where a basket appears.

This guy would think I was crazy if I told him. I mean since I was ten years old, I've had a crush on him. "Let's just say, a really long time." I say.

Chuckling he teases: "Is that why you've never had a boyfriend?"

"No. Maybe. There are other reasons too. Well one more." I babble quickly. And I don't want to tell him what the other reason is. My parents are kind of protective of me. Sometimes I like that, but more often I hate it. I don't have as much freedom as my friends.

When we reach the mysterious basket he lets go of my hand and I suddenly feel colder. Weird.
Cameron unloads the basket. There's a box of pizza - and it smells good - garlic bread and a bottle of soda.

No idea why, but I laugh. "When did you get all this ready?"

"I like to be prepared. And besides, what's a date without food?"

"You're right." He sits down right next to me. "And the pizza's still warm."

Cameron stares at me for a second. Another unexpecting thing happens - he bends over and lightly kisses me on the cheek. Now I totally knew my cheeks were burning red. And not just from the kiss. Alright, it wasn't a real kiss on the lips but I still liked it.

"Are you blushing?" He smirks at me while his finger gently skims my cheek.

I blush even more. Why couldn't I stop? Cameron was just a normal human being. Would other people be like me? "Can you see?" I whisper awkwardly.

He grins. "Don't worry. I love it when you blush. Puts more colour into your cheeks." He quietly explains. "And you look even prettier."

Oh my God, he said I was pretty. No other guy has ever said that. I just hope that he wasn't lying. But Cameron's eyes study me carefully, gazing at me. There are no lies in those gorgeous green buttons.

"Th-Thanks. For everything, Cam." That manages to spill out of my mouth.

He lightly kisses me on the cheek once again. "No problem." He whispers.

Man, I suddenly crave for those warm lips.
*
Just as we finish eating my phone goes off.

"It's time for me to go home." I apologize.

"Okay. Let's go." He exclaims with the cutest smile.

The walk back to my house is nice. 'Specially since Cameron's arm is placed around my shoulders. He feels so warm and strong. I don't ever want him to let go, ever. But my wishes are left unheard.

When we arrive at my house, Cameron turns towards me.

"It might be all too fast - but.." He seems to struggle for words.

I urge for him to carry on. "Yeah?" Hope builds inside me, very quickly.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend, Kim?" Cameron's eyes wait for an answer. The right answer.

It's not all too fast, I thought. "Sure." I mumble. Though inside I'm officially dying. Cameron Michael Quiseng is now my boyfriend! Who know how long I've waited for this time! My friends will freak out. But I can never tell my parents.

For the third time tonight, Cameron leans in. Only there was one little change. He plants a gentle peck to my lips. It was only for, like, two seconds but my heart flutters. I want him to stay there. To keep his arms around me and to kiss me.

"Sweet dreams, beautiful."

I seem to be in a trance of some sort. Because I stand there frozen, looking at him. My mind whires round and round. But only one thought made sense - Cameron and I are now together!