Walk Me Down The Aisle
It was a beautiful autumn season at the wedding day of Danni's friends. She got up from her table to refill her glass of champagne, and as she walked past the head table, she saw Scott sitting there. They exchanged polite smiles, but didn't talk much. Danni had seen Scott before, but had never really talked to him. She knew he was an actor, but chose to keep quiet about it, because she wanted to get to know the real person behind the fame. Over the weeks, they started to enjoy each other's company, and seem to still seeing each other at weddings. Scott never knew that Danni was a writer in the movie industry, and Danni never told him. She enjoyed the anonymity of being able to observe him without him knowing who she really was. One day, while in their hiding place, Danni opened up to Scott about how she was feeling. She told him that she had developed feelings for him over the passed months and wanted to explore a relationship with him. Scott was hesitant at first, because of his past heartbreak, and wasn't sure if he was ready for another relationship. But with Danni's persistence and patience, they started seeing each other and fell in love. They had a whirlwind romance filled with laughter, passion, and adventure. Danni was happy, and she felt like she had finally found her soulmate. She loved him so much that she decided to write a book about their love story. It became a bestseller and the spotlight was on them. But then something happened that she never saw coming. Scott was disappointed about the book, and his father was filled with anger towards her. Scott felt like his privacy had been invaded, and he became distant from Danni. She tried to reach out to him, but he wouldn't respond. She felt like she had lost him forever. But doon reconciled but it was too late. Years went by, and they were both at a mutual friend's wedding again, with their own partners. They locked eyes from across the room and smiled with the idea of their past. They didn't exchange words, but they both knew that they were happy in their own lives. Danni looked over to her companion and felt thankful for everything she had. She still loved Scott, but she knew that they were just characters in each other's stories now. She realized that sometimes, life doesn't go as planned, and the person you thought was your happily ever after, wasn't meant to be. But she was grateful for the memories they shared, and for the love that had filled her heart for a time. As the night went on, Danni realized that sometimes, the best love stories don't have endings that make sense. And sometimes, the best love stories are the ones that you hold in your heart forever.
Chapter Twenty
I struggled to find the right words, everything became disheveled, and the situation only grew more complicated.
"I've known your acting career for quite some time, Scott. Even before we crossed paths at Don and Vanessa's wedding. Vanessa knows my strong infatuation for you, but she let me get on after my intentions just to be near you. And I apologize for that," I confessed timidly, still averting my gaze.
"Why are you apologizing? I'm glad that you know me as 'Reeves' rather than 'Clinton.' surname. And there are only a few people who genuinely want to be friends with me without any ulterior motives. Danni, I respect you telling me this. I truly am grateful," Scott responded, a smile forming on his lips. "So, are we okay now?" I inquired, filled with inquisitiveness.
"We're not just okay; we're great. So, what comes next after this?" Scott suddenly expressed, extending his hand toward me. "I'm not even sure. I thought that since my affection for you has nowhere else to go, maybe we could just settle at this point?" I confided, starting to have doubts already.
"Why? Aren't we fine as we are?" Scott asked, a look of genuine concern on his face. "Of course," I retorted, considering his request. "But I have to prioritize my other commitments before getting involved with you and dealing with the attention that comes with your popularity. There are a lot of paparazzi here in California, and I'd rather not be constantly hounded by them."
Scott nodded, seeming to be understanding of my anxieties about the media attention. "Well, if I let them invade our privacy, we won't be able to enjoy our time together in this place, Danni." I couldn't help but giggle, with a note of worry in my voice. "You are just saying that to make me fall for you even more?"
He leaned in closer, kissing my forehead affectionately. "No, it's true. What we have is special, and it's worth protecting." As we shared this intimate moment in the quiet and peaceful evening, I realized that teasing him about my growing feelings for him didn't bother me anymore. We both laughed as we joked about the idea that my affection for him was merely based on idolization rather than genuine love.
We understood each other's pasts too well: he knew about my recent breakup, and I knew about the person he loved leaving him. Perhaps we were both being tormented seeking comfort in each other's company.
But to my surprise, he locked eyes with me and suddenly planted a kiss on my lips.
"What was that all about? Why did you kiss me?" I asked, my voice filled with astonishment. His response caught me off guard as he spoke, his gaze unwavering. "Danni, I think it's time for the both of us to let go of the past and maybe make an effort to fall for each other. Being with you satisfies me, and I can see that you feel the same way. Maybe it's not just because I'm well-known."
I thought about his words, still struggling to comprehend the sudden turn of events. "No, my feelings for you aren't solely based on your celebrity status. Yes, I did have a crush on you as a public figure, but getting to know you behind the scenes made me fall even more deeply in love with you," I reasoned, my mind still reeling.
Somehow Scott's revelation took me by surprise. "I think I love you too, Danni," he confessed.
My eyebrows furrowed, unable to fully accept his choice of words. "You think?"
Instantly, Scott corrected himself with the utmost certainty. "No, I love you, Danni."
After that, a rush of emotions flooded over me, causing my heart to race. "I think I love you more, Scott," I admitted chuckling, the words escaping my lips even though we had never actually discussed or planned for this moment.