Chapter 83
Has hell frozen?
ars working properly?
Are my ears
Has Silas Cromwell just asked me to be his date!
“Are you serious? Is this another one of your pranks? Do you plan on bailing on me if I say yes?” I can’t help but throw my thoughts at him. There are too many girls that he can ask, so why did he choose met
“You have a lot of faith in me, don’t you?” He chuckles as he brings himself in front of me. “I may like to infuriate you, but I can never bail on you, Rosie.” For some reason, I believe him. I know he won’t embarrass me like that.
“You see what happens when I go to such events, Rosie. I hate saying this out loud, but girls don’t leave me on my own, so maybe if they see
y see that I have a date, they will stop bothering me.” If somebody other than me hears him say that and they don’t know him, they may think that he’s exaggerating, but I know that he’s not.
Cirls don’t really leave him on his own that I sometimes wonder whether they have any so
sort of dignity. In our social circle, Silas is quite the catch He comes from a very prestigious family and is a successful footballer at just twenty and single. On top of that, I hate to admit that he is very handsome with his chestnut brown hair and brown eyes
“And what’s in it for me. Silas?” 1 grin. If I am to be his date, I have to make the most out of it.
“Anything you want, cupcake.” He knows how much I hate it when he calls me that. Nobody is allowed to call me by this nickname but my parents.
want you to stop calling me cupcake. That’s my price,” I quickly say. I don’t want him to hear him call me Rosie ever again. If he can’t find it in his heart to respect my wishes, I think I need to pay the price of what I want.
This is
“This is a very expensive price, Rosie. You may need to be my date until I die if you truly want that.” I scoff when I hear that. I would rather die. I can tolerate Silas, but definitely not for the rest of my life.
“I think you need to look for another date, then.” I turn to walk away from him, but he is quick to stop me.
“Come on, I don’t trust anyone as much as I trust you to ask for this favor,” he says, putting his hands on my arms,
“You know the price, Silas. Take it or leave it,” I challenge him, moving my arms out of his gentle hold.
“I can stop calling you cupcake for a week,” he offers. I love the desperate look on his face.
Three months,” I say.
-Two weeks
“Two months.”
Three weeks.”
“A month.”
-Fine. We have a deal,” he huffs, shaking my hand. A month may not be long, but I will try to make the most out of it. Maybe I won’t see him for long since both of us will be super busy with college. Maybe I will get more than a month after all.
“I’m going to pick you up at 7, okay?” he says, and I frown.
“Why should you pick me up! Save yourself the hassle, I will come with my parents,” I tell him, but he only chuckles.
“I don’t know which kind of men you’ve been on dates with, Rosie, but let me tell you about me. If I’m taking a girl on a date, I will pick her back and make sure that she is back home safely.” I should not feel like that! My heart should not be pounding in my chest in this way.
“All right, Silas. You can pick me up, I say lifting my chin.
“What’s the color of your dress he wonders. No way is he planning on matching with me.
“Don’t you think you’re taking it a bit too far?” I speak. I can’t help but smile.
“Oh. I would go this far, especially if it’s for you, Rosie.” My mouth parts in surprise
se when he says that Silas Cromwell has just rendered me speechless
I have known him for more than five years and he has been a thorn in my back 90% of the time. However, something tells me that Silas is going to
be very different tomorrow. I have a feeling that I’m going to be with another version of him tomorrow. A version that I may like.
“I’m surprised that it’s not pink,” he says.
Pink has always been my favorite color ever since I was young, but I own clothes in other colors too.
Is he messing with me on purpose? Because if this is one of his pranks, I don’t think I will be able to forgive him.
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