-Yes...
-I know this is not the love story you imagined, but I really love you so much and ...
-Kris, shut up and kiss me.
I looked her in the eye and then our lips merged.
- And I love you Chris.
I watched her. I could not believe it. I was presenting this moment in many different ways ... But what happened just happened to be even better than my wildest dreams.
-Dar, please tell me it's not a dream.
- Not Chris, it's not a dream. But even if it was, I would never want to wake up.
We embraced again. Now, right now I was the strongest man, the happiest, the most blessed ... I was not interested in anything except her love.
-Come here. - I said to her.
We went to the gazebo and sat down. I opened the champagne, but from the excitement I was rather inattentive and I was all in the foam. Darie laughed.
-Hello, for you, Donate! -It raised a toast.
-Ne Chris, cheers us. Come on, come on.
I took the guitar and played. We started singing together, every song. The moon rose.
"How good is it, is not it?" She admired.
"It's nice, but your beauty dazzles even her.
- I love you, Chris.
"I love you too, Dary. Right from the first moment I saw you ...
I want you to know that our love will not please some people ...
"Will you always be with me?" She asked, looking at me.
-Always, I'll always be with you. I said, looking at her in the eye. These blue eyes, now lit by the moonlight, seemed even more amazing.
"Then I do not care what people will say. she smiled.
-My late, your mother will be worried.
-Yes you are right. But I do not want this to end, "she said.
-I dont want too. I thought of something. Tell your mother that they organize a weekend excursion from school.
-OK, but why?
-You will see. Tomorrow night I'll be waiting for you.
-What did you think again?
-You'll like it.
"I'm sure we'll be together."
We left. There was a long way to Dary's home. We've been talking for a long time. In about half an hour we were in front of her home.
-Good night. she said, and walked away.
-Leka ...
-Kris, wait.
I turned around. Then she kissed me ...