The Best Friend's Contract

At times like this, my life feels like a fairytale. Something out of a movie or a novel, leaving me to wonder how the hell did I get super lucky? "Merci," I hear him utter to the receptionist before walking back towards me, grabbing onto my hand.

We both walk towards the elevator, entering it as soon as the doors open; leaving us inside with nobody else. "So... that was a nice first date," I say with a little bit of sarcasm which causes him to laugh, shaking his head before pressing onto the button, the elevator moving up with me still staring at his smile.

"I hope you got a nice sleep," He replies as he looks at me.

I raise an eyebrow, "Why?"

Just as the the elevator stops, we both turn to look at a couple entering-they have their hands entwined as they stand close to each other, not being bothered by our presence or if Aidan and I feel uncomfortable about public display of affection yet my eyes widen at the sight of them kissing each other, in front of us.

Aidan continues to smile as he looks down at his feet while I remain speechless, eyeing them endlessly-realising that their kisses are getting quite intense.

As soon as they arrive at their floor, they immediately walk out, leaving Aidan and I by ourselves again as I let out a breath of relief; causing me to lean against the wall, "I'm definitely in the city of love," I say with a chuckle.

My eyes widen as soon as the doors open again, leaving me to see an unforgettable view; candles and petals of roses on the ground as a table for two in the middle is being highlighted by the amazing view of the Eiffel Tower. Just as I'm being mesmerised by the beauty of the city, I don't seem to realise just how Aidan is currently being mesmerised by the beauty beside of him, leaving me breathless.

We walk out of the elevator as I'm truly out of words.

"You... you did this?" I ask, my eyes are tearing up as I look up at him, seeing him smiling down at me as both of his hands rest on my hips before one of his hands go up to caress the side of my face.

"Well, I planned it and I arranged but I didn't have time to exactly do it." He replies, our eyes are piercing deeply, "I hope it's everything you ever wanted-I'm not very good at this but I hope I did good enough to make you smile." He adds.

"But this... all of this feels familiar," I mutter under my breath but loud enough for him to hear.

"You don't remember, do you?" He asks as I frown, "It's all from your bucket list, Kenna. The one you made when we were in high school also, the one you threw away because you thought that it was hopeless and stupid. So far... you've completed five out of five." He continues to speak, leaving me to stare at him; not believing that the man in front of me was and is my best friend, the one who I've never guessed as someone romantic.

"I threw it away... how did you "NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

He cuts me off by pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket, leaving me to stare at the ten-year-old paper. My fingers run across the paper, eyeing my teenage and quirky handwriting before looking back at him, "You're very unpredictable, Aidan Gabriel Ashton." I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

"Only when I'm with you," He chuckles.

I look back down at the list, "Number one, marry someone as beautiful as Zac Efron. I don't think I can cross this one... can I?" I raise an eyebrow at him as I tease which causes him to look at me in surprised before laughing, "I mean, don't get me wrong-Zac Efron is actually very beautiful." I add.

"Well...you're lucky because you married someone much more beautiful than Zac Efron," He replies with a smirk.

I laugh at his confidence before continuing to read, "Number two, have my wedding at The New York Public Library. Number three, a romantic candlelight dinner with the one I love. Number four, visit a foreign country, preferably Paris and last but not least, number five... be happy." I fold back the paper as I smile at myself, realising that he was right.

"You should've made a longer list," He laughs before pulling me close, placing his right hand on the side of my face while the other remains around my waist; letting me feel the warmth radiating from his hand-causing me to close my eyes as I smile.

Our eyes meet again, "You did all of this for me?"

"I'd do anything for you. When are you going to realise that?" He leans closer, "I've done everything for you, Kenna. You have always been the one but I was too stupid and I was too clueless to even see that. It took me ten fucking years and I don't want to waste another ten with you only being my best friend instead of also being my wife. I want to have everything with you, I want to be everywhere with you and I want to experience everything with you." The way his voice is low and clear as we both continue to stare into each other's eyes, it leaves me to see the sincerity hidden.

Iné

"When you walked down the aisle and when we kissed, I realised how much I missed out on life. How much time I've wasted by being with other people instead of actually spending it all with you—the past with you was beautiful and amazing, the present is even more intriguing but the future is uncertain yet I know and I see my future with you." He adds, tucking a few strands of hair behind my ear.

"So, Kenna Anne, you've got no choice but to spend the rest of your life with me fill death do us part, baby." He says with his lips curving

up into a smile which causes

chuckte before slowly leaning towards his lips, feeling the softness leaving me to appreciate this exact moment, liking how both of his arms are wrapped around my waist as I pull him closer by the face.

The kiss turns from sweet and innocent into something much more lustful and passionate which leaves me to feel my body pressed against his, liking how his strong arms are somehow keeping me safe and close. Everything around me seems to have passed by unnoticed as I'm only focusing onto the masterpiece in front of me. I break the kiss before resting my forehead against his, my eyes gazing down at his redden lips as his eyes remain closed.

"I love you," He whispers, leaning in to kiss me again as we both continue, kissing each other as if tonight is our last. As if everything will end and drift away if we don't give our all tonight but there's nothing for us to worry about because as far as we're heading, we're content and grateful for this.