Am I Wrong?

"I ain't tryna do what everybody else doing, Just cause everybody doing what they all do, If one thing I know, I'll fall but I'll grow, I'm walking down this road of mine, this road that I call home.." - Am I Wrong By Nico and Vinz.

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Morning was different. I woke up with a smile on my face, remembering Carter's call from last night. Goosebumps arise the split second his name pops up in my head. I was excited and agitated at the same time. Excited because this would be my first date. Agitated not only by virtue of it being my first date, but of what my sister would do once she found out.

I shouldn't be worried about her finding out at all, but I couldn't help myself. I've learned the hard way when I was seven, that I should never take whatever was Camerons'. Ever.

Let me just tell you that once upon a time, she pushed me so hard I ended up with a broken left arm. Only because I went into her room and wore her new dress without her knowing. I was so jealous of her getting a gift for her tenth birthday. While I didn't get anything, and one of the top twenty excuses my mother would over use was that she simply 'forgot'.

It was that simple word that made feel paltry, but right now nothing can ruin my mood. I was that euphoric. I forced myself to get up from my comfy bed and walk straight to the bathroom. Not before giving the intrusively, daring, deep ocean a little glance from my balcony.

"Harmony, I swear to God if you twitch one more time I will literally shave your left eyebrow," Chloe glared intensely down at me. She was caking up my face for my soon to be date. She was plucking my eyebrows right now and let me just tell you:

It. Hurts. Like. A. Bitch.

"I would stop twitching if it didn't feel like a gazillion knifes are harshly poking me right there." I screamed right back at her.

"Pretty hurts." She gave me a smug look once she realized how her quoting Beyoncé seemed to consummately fit the situation.

"Honey, the pain will all be worth it in the end. Carter wouldn't be able to keep his eyes off of you," My Grandma sassed.

"Or his hands" Chloe added making me want to kill her right then and there but decided against it. I didn’t want her to pluck an eyebrow by mistake.

I unquestionably didn't mind having make out sessions with Carter, but that's as far as I'm willing to let it go. It far too early to even think about what would happen after that.

After the the pulling and the grabbing of my hair and face, I was finally done. Right at that moment we all heard the door bell ring.

"Crap, quick wear your dress," Chloe pushed the dress to me. It was an elegant, azure dress. It reached just above my knees. There was bits of lace here and there which made me love it even more. I then had Chloe's argent strapless heels to go with the dress.

"Oh, Harmony! You look so pulchritudinous." Of course only grandma Cherry would choose such words to compliment me. Thank God I was smart enough to listen through my AP English classes.

"Thank you grandma" I muttered. I could feel my cheeks getting hotter by the second. Soon I heard grandma sniffing and knew I had to get out of there before it got ugly.

"Seems like your Prince Charming is impatiently waiting for you downstairs-." Tyler stated entering the room. His mouth fell open making me even more nervous. My heart began to belabor rapidly against my chest wall. My hands began to sweat, it suddenly became hard to breathe.

"Don't worry girlie, I'll be surprised if his knees didn't give out once he lays his eyes on you," Chloe winked. I know she was trying to calm me down, but nothing could subside what I am feeling right now.

We all left the room and made our way downstairs. My mother, Cameron and her bitchy friend were not at home. They went to New York for a fashion show. I literally couldn't be more thankful that they weren't here.

All thoughts ran out of my mind when I caught a glimpse of him.

Carter.

He was standing right infront of the door, with his mouth wide open. I gasped when I noticed that he was gripping the most enrapturing, flamboyant bouquet of dahlias.

"They’re my-" I tried to say once I was a few feet away from him, but only to be cut off.

"Your favourite kind. I know," He smiled. "You look so beautiful." He sighed, not even daring to take his eyes off of me. It made my face heat up, but of course insecurity always got the best of me. I let my eyes drop to the floor.

"Have fun my beauty," Grandma smiled, before kissing my cheek. She then turned to face Carter. All signs of amusement or sweetness left her face. With an eyebrow raised she said "You better have her back in one piece, because if she comes home with even a single scratch, I will happily have your head on my plate. Got it?"

I don't know how or why Carter found her intimidating, since he loudly gulped, nodding hesitantly. I had to bite my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing.

"Good!" She beamed, before walking away.

I turned around wanting a last minute encouragement, but neither Tyler nor Chloe were behind me.

"Are you ready to go?" Carter's raspy voice, made me shiver.

"Uhm yeah." I finally answered back.

"I believe this is for you," I smiled as he passed the Bouquet into my hands.

"Thank you, but how did you know?" I asked.

"A little birdy told me"

"Let guess that birdy would be Chloe." I rolled my eyes saying.

"Maybe, maybe not." He smirked, as we walked over to his car. Like the gentleman that he is, he opened the door for me. I couldn't help but smile.

He took me to dinner. But not just any dinner, my first dinner date. It was at a beautiful, expensive looking Italian restaurant.

He booked us a table that was directly infront of the beach. No one else was beside us. It was just us, isolated from the rest of the world.

I've never felt more jubilant in my entire life. He made me want to smack him in the face, when he said a few things to annoy me about how I was a 'baby face' kind of girl, rather than a 'face changing- while- growing up' kind of girl.

He made me laugh to the point where tears were flowing down my face. Thank the lord for waterproof makeup. He made me blush more times than I can count. Overall it was the best time of my life, but I knew all good things had to come to a halt at the end of the day.

On our way back I asked him, "You told me that you never stopped thinking about me from the first time you laid eyes on me all those years ago. What did you mean?" The atmosphere suddenly changed.

"You really don't remember do you?" He smiled at me, I looked into his eyes they seemed very sad.

"What do you mean-" I began.

"Shh" He put his finger to my lips, before facing the road again. I wanted answers but he simply shut me out. I was confused but didn't push further.

He stopped the car directly infront of the house. He quickly got out making his way to my side, opening the door for me for the fourth time tonight.

"I just wish tonight wouldn’t have to end." He whispered, inching his face closer to mine.

"Me too." I whispered back. He didn't waste any time before landing his lips on mine. All the worries, all the bad thoughts left my mind. I was only focused on how amazingly ecstatic I felt.

"You're so beautiful," He let out, before he continued to kiss me. "You take my breath away," I smiled at what he was doing. "You make me weak to my knees," Yet another kiss was left on my lips. He was about to kiss me again but I stopped him.

"It's getting pretty late." I softly said. Making him sigh sadly.

"Goodnight, Harmony." Giving me one last peck. He turned and walked away.

"Bye." I whispered to night but air.

I was exhausted. After having the best shower ever, I wore a random white tank top and blue shorts. Thank god Chloe and Tyler were fast asleep, so I didn't have to answer all their questions.

I snuggled deep into my comfy bed, staring at the same ceiling just like I do at the end of everyday. I grabbed my ear phones that I yearned for all day. This time I didn't choose the song myself, I pressed on the shuffle button.

I laughed once I notice that the song was what I wanted to listen to. The lyrics were exclusively what I wanted to say. I began to sing along, envisioning that Carter was undeviatingly infront of me, while I was desperately asking him.

Am I wrong for thinking out the box from where I stay? Am I wrong for saying that I choose another way?..

So am I wrong, For thinking that we could be something for real? Now am I wrong? For trying to reach the things that I can't see?...

That's just how I feel...

Ethereal

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