I took hold of my purse and stuffed my favorite camera into it. I ran out the door wearing jeans and a his favorite blouse on me. I was welcomed by a rather cool September chill, thank goodness I got my jacket on.
“Stop your honking I’m here!” I yelled over Dally’s car horn. He was standing outside his car on the driver’s side, while standing outside, he was honking the horn, non-stop with one hand, and smoking with the other. He heard my voice and lifted his hands in mock surrender, as he makes his way towards me. He was wearing a clean gray shirt that was tight, jeans, and his leather jacket. His lips were holding a cancer stick and were forming his heartstopping smirk. He saw me eyeing the cancer stick and threw it away, flashing another reckless grin. He pulled me into a hug, and kissed me on theforeheadd.
“What? No hi?” He asked.
“Hi.” I responded.
“Happy anniversary, baby.” He said. I beamed, he remembered, he always did.
“Happyanniversaryy!” I repeated, smiling bigger.
“What, no kiss?” He said, whining a little.
“You are such a baby. Asking for so much.” I said before giving him a peck on the cheek. He frowned and gave me a deep, passionate kiss.
“I know we said no gifts, but…” He says as he opens his jacket handing a me a necklace.
“Dallas!” I said as he put it on for me.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t steal it. I got it from winning a rodeo. You only deserve the best.” Kissing me on the nose. I looked down at the necklace, it had a silver chain, holding a golden and pink rose.
“Wow.” I whispered. Everyone told me that Dallas Winston was one to be romantic. Damn were they wrong. I smirked and reached into my purse and gave him two pack of cancer sticks.
“I broke the rule too.” I said. He kisses me again.
“I have a surprise for you.” He whispers, and kisses my noses. He leads me to the car and opens the door for me.
Thirty Minutes Later
We arrived at a carnival, I squealed. I haven’t been to one since I was five. The lights were all on with flashes of red, yellow, blue, and more. The sound of laughter and screams surrounded us. There was the wonderful smell of popcorn and other tasty treats around us.
“Do you like it?” He asked.
“Let’s go!” I shouted with pure excitement. I opened the door and nearly ran to the entrance, Dally jogging behind me. We waited in line, his arms around me, his chin resting on my head.
“Thank you, Dally! I can’t believe we are really here!” I said. He chuckled, and kissed me on the cheek.
I loved (Y/N) happy, she was practically beaming as we walked around the carnival. With my arm wrapped around her waist, and her point at everything squealing in delight was too much for me to handle. Her eyes were twinkling with joy, making me feel pride and joy in my chest. I made her this happy. We had enjoyed nice corndogs for dinner, and we’re going from ride to ride. My favorite was definitely the Drop Tower, they attached us into a ride that did only two things, go high enough for you to see the entire carnival, and then drop you so fast you can’t scream. Hers was the Swings, I smiled at the memory of her wonderful laugh as we swung around in circles. She was taking unlimited pictures on her camera that her uncle gave her.
I saw a cotton candy cart and took her over to a bench and ran over to get her some cotton candy. I knew how much of a sweet tooth she had. Her excitement when she saw the fluffy treat was making me feel insanely warm inside. We were eating a little, before she got up and stopped a stranger to take a picture of us. She stuffed some candy in her mouth as I wrapped my arms around her and put my head on her shoulder and she fed me some. The camera flashed. The best picture I ever took.
“I love you.” She whispered as the camera printed out the picture.
“I love cotton candy.” I joked. She gave me a really look, as I sighed and kissed her once more.
“I love you.”