Chapter 99

***Dayle***

~
09:12 am,
I'm yet to hear from Dad since last night, he doesn't want talk anymore, he's still mad that's for certain. I watch Chrissy walk foppishly to meet me, I'm standing next to the car but we have no securities except that another car would follow us around. I have asked them to keep a safe distance and not follow us trunk to trunk. It sucks not to have privacy.
“Hey, Dayle!”
Chrissy is dressed in white velvety short dress and a pair of white Nikes, a small cute bag is wrapped around her enticing body, her hair is neatly tied into a bun, no intense makeover but she is very stunning.
“Gorgeous!”
We share a hug that leaves the other guys wondering, I. Don't. Give. A. Fuck. Soon they'll know. We enter the car zooming off.
While on the drive,
She tells me about her discussion with Ms. Lena—that woman is an angel indeed with the finest of hearts. I didn't think that she'd say yes to us after that incident at the passageway. I won't give up on Dad, either way he'd have to agree and soon everyone will understand our cause.
This is my fate, I know that I sound rather bizarre compared to the fuck boy I've been but it doesn't change the fact that Chrissy is whom I love and I'm not changing that idea anytime soon, not ever.
“So what's the shopping for?”
“Prom is tomorrow, don't you have plans?”
“I don't, I don't think that I wanna go there!” I give her a disapproving look. “Come on Dayle, after everything—I can't stand the trauma.”
“I'm not left out, remember?” I snap
“You are a public figure honey, you are Dayle Theodore. Popular badboy, boy president, senior male prefect, students’ ambassador... Fuck, name them. I'm just Chrissy. Simply Chrissy.” she explains and I pause for two seconds.
“You are no longer the same anymore Chrissy, you have me now. We are gonna attend prom. Together. Prom happens once in a lifetime baby, you know that!” I explain
She nods. “Absolutely!”
By the time I enter into another lane that's not the regular path to the Mall that we frequented, she lifts a brow staring at me. I remember the last time I did that, I took her away Egan’s house—I was being jerk, overtly jealous.
“That's not the mall!” she points out
“Yeah! We are going to a place where we could pass time, just trust me on this one!”
“Ok-ay!” she turns to her phone scolling, “I see that Prom is gonna be lit! Did you know that Distro and Amber are gonna be prom dates?” she turns to me with a slight shock on her face
“I saw that coming! He likes her a lot but never got her attention—”
“Because you got a hold of it back then!” she snaps looking away, back to her phone. A frown settles on my face.
“That’s. Not. Funny.” I snap and she chuckles only.
“They look good together.”
“Sure!”
“Oh. My. Gosh. Did you know Steve is back with Lauren? Hashtag prom dates!!” she exclaims with no shock this time. I roll my eyes but she ignores. “That's lovely!”
Why are girls always hyped over dates and all, I mean look at how she's screaming and bothering over nothing serious.
She tosses her phone on the dashboard with a big frown on her face.
“What's up?” I rub her thigh slightly.
“It's nothing! Just something I saw and it got me pissed!” she explains angrily.
“What is it about? Tell me or let me have a look!” I inquire of her but she ignores hugging her chest, which causes her boobies to clasp even more—inyo two perfect circles. “Tell me what happened, sexy!”
“You are gonna get mad that I'm talking about him. It's about Egan!”
“Just tell me!”
“Who is Ginny to Egan?” she firmly asks, fuck, she was his number 3 on the fuck list.
I sigh. “She used to be on the list but there's nothing attached, honestly.”
“How would you fucking know?”
“I know ‘cause he's my friend—used to.”
“Great. Used to. He's no longer your friend and so you wouldn't know! He asked her out to prom—”
“And you're mad about it?” I ask with a slight frown. “Forget about that dickhead, alright? He should no longer be a part of your life!”
“It's... It’s not like I'm bothered. It only pisses me off like... I feel like he's never loved me—for him to have moved on this early! I mean, I don't want to be selfish here but that's not fair,”
“Why are you bothered? Do you want him asking you out to prom instead?”
“No. You are getting it all wrong, you'll never understand!”
“Chriss, you're getting agitated over nothing. I warned you about Egan though, he's very sneaky—I’m not saying that I'm any better but now you know the piece he's made of. Even if you weren't in the picture, I'd never ask any of those girls to prom! No way!”
“I'm only overthinking, I just feel like he played me in a way I didn't realize!” she says again, I understand what she means but we don't have to talk about Egan. I'm mad at his ass for calling her out like he did yesterday. That was demeaning.
I caress her thigh swiftly. “Let it go!”
She nods heaving a sigh of relief. My phone starts to ring, I grab it instantly.
“Hello, Mr. Dayle! Your requests have been concluded, everything is ready.” the planner from the park explains
“Great! I'll be there in five minutes! Thanks.” I cut the call and toss my cellphone.
“Who was that?” she asks curiously
“Just someone you don't have to know!”
“Fuck you!” she punches me lightly on the arm, “It sounded like a girl!” she adds.
“Yes, it was girl. She was asking if I'd like to fuck her tonight and I said—”
“Great!” she interrupts, “That you'll be there in five minutes instead. What the actual fuck, Dayle?” she questions. She looks away angrily.
“You asked for it, bro!” I retort nonchalantly
“I ain't your fucking bro!” she is enraged.

*
Finally, we are at the park and Chrissy has refused to talk to me because of what had happened earlier. She's still furious. The guards are behind us but they are maintaining a safe distance watching us with an eagle’s eye which is still fair.
We reach the secluded grassland where they are only a few people around. A picnic has been set up for Chrissy and I.
It was the reason why I left the house as early at six o'clock to arrange with the park manager for a private picnic with Chrissy. I intend to ask her out to prom and to officially be my girlfriend.
“Why are we here in first place? Is it to publicly humiliate me in front of everyone? Have some dignity Dayle, for once in your life!” she scolds as we head to the private area that's beautifully decorated in red and white. I keep my silence letting her do the talking. She has no idea what I'm about to do. I have hired a photographer and videographer to film the moment. I know that I'm doing too much but nothing is too much for the one you truly love. Right?
When we reach the picnic area that's close to the fountain that engraving in firm of a falcon, she turns to me instantly.
“What's... This about? Why are people here and camera man, videographer? Jeez Dayle what's going on, is this a prank?” she asks.
“For once Chrissy, trust me! Will you?”
I ask as she nods affirmatively.
“Hi Mr Dayle, do you like it?” the lady received a call from earlier asks. I turn to Chrissy.
“Do you like it?”
“What?! I love it, it's beautiful!” she smiles
“I'm glad. Now, Mr Dayle?”
“Now, please!” I tell the lady as she walks away and start speaking with the rest of her team. Chrissy nudges my arm.
“You didn't tell me that you're a secret ambassador to this place, they give you special treatments.” she teases as we laugh it off.
When team and other people gather around, holding up banners that has some words imprinted on them, some are also holding balloons and then the area we are standing has red and white flowers neatly arranged and aligned. Everything is set up like that of an engagement party—most likely.
I turn to Chrissy holding her both hands into mine, she's wearing that perplexed look. She's stunned and definitely not expectant of the way things are turning out. I go down on a knee, her eyes widen. Amazed. I take a hold of the rose flower that I collected from the manager.
“I've known you for only months and I feel like I've known you all my life. I didn't think that fate will bring us this close to each other and now, here we are. When I was fooling around, you were there, when I almost gave up because of my true identity, you were there, when everyone left, you stood next to me. You make me feel like the guy I don't deserve to be, someone I should have been. Words aren't enough to profess to you but I want you to know that I love you so much Chriss, I really do...” I pause, the tears in her eyes is making me emotional but in a good way. “Chriss, will you be my girlfriend and prom date?”
“Oh my God Dayle, I can’t believe this. I WILL be your girlfriend and prom date!” she snaps excitedly and a huge relief seeps in instantly then she takes the flower. She helps me up to my feet as we first share a hug and secondly a kiss, a delectable one at that.
The small crowd around us starts cheering us on and on.
“You look great together, darlings!” the manager and planner tell us, we smile at them.
When the small crowd scatters back to their businesses, we further to the carpet that has been laid up.
“Dayle, I feel stupid. So there was no girl at all, fuck!” she says and I nod lightly.
“There can't be any!” I tell her, “I want us to do one last thing.” I add
“Like what?”
“Go live on Insta, they should know about everything too.”
She agrees.
The videographer comes closer and starts setting up the camera again.
“We are live in 3... 2... 1... Action!” the man prompts