Chapter Fifty-Four: Graduation Celebrations-2

"I wouldn't miss you graduating for anything." I said, sincerely. "After all, you graduating is a shock to everyone. No one thought that you would be able to do it. With that non-existent brain of yours, did you see the look when Mr. Chubby handed you your diploma, he never looked so relieved in his life." I teased. He casted his eyes to the ground, the mood changing quite quickly. Guiltiness for making fun of him, quickly washed over me. "Gav?" I whispered, "You know I was joking, right?" "Yeah. I know you were, it's just that..." He sighed, frustration evident in his tone. "You're thinking about your mom, aren't you?" It was moments like these, I felt helpless. I don't know what it's like to lose someone you love so much, the only person that I have ever lost to death was my grandmother on my mother's side and even then, I didn't know her that well. He let go of my hand, running his hand through his hair. "I just miss her so much." "I know you do." Letting out a defeated sigh, looking at me with tired eyes. "Is it bad that after all these years I still hope this is all one big dream and that she's still alive?" "She's proud of you, remember that." Gavin just nodded his head in return, saying nothing more. He looked more miserable than Thomas, when he found out that dad was the one who was exchanging his lost tooth for money. Trust me when I tell you, I have never seen a six year old cry harder than Thomas did when he found out the truth, he was sad and mopey for the next two weeks. I felt the gift I had in my back pocket for Gavin. I reached for gift, making sure that it was still there. "So... Cake?" Gavin asked, nodding at the foods table. "Cake." I repeated, as we headed towards the line of people waiting for their turn in the food line. What's supposed to be the happiest day of his life, is turning out to be one of his saddest days. I stared at the blank look casted upon his face. I knew that I was going to do something to change it. Of course with a little help from my special gift. * I slammed the truck door, hopping out of the passenger seat. I didn't give much of a choice to Gavin when I asked him to drive me here. It wasn't for me anyways, it was more for him. You know, at least attempt to get him out of this slump that he seemed to put himself in. Before we left I made sure that Ricky took the boys back to the Whitehouse, Garrett included. "Why are we here?" Gavin asked, as he approached me. "Because..." I started out, "you need to learn how to face your fears." "And how is coming to the place I used to dance, supposed to help me in anyway?" He questioned, with a cock of his eyebrow. I gave him an exasperated look. "Fine," he said, frustrated. "What fears?" "Fear of change." I stated, "Fear of letting go." Gavin just stared at me with a blank look upon his face. I grabbed his hand, entwining it with my own. "I know the death of your mother is something most people don't ever recover from. But, if I have ever learned anything about you is that you aren't like most people. You're stupid, careless, reckless, you have this weird habit of-" "Your point?" Gavin interrupted, glaring at me. "The point is, that you have a good heart." I whispered, softly. "And I am so proud to call you my boyfriend." I said, sincerely looking into those deep brown eyes that I truly loved so much. "If I remember correctly, which I do. I don't recall, anyone asking anyone to be their girlfriend or boyfriend. If you want to put labels on our relationship." He said, serious. I looked down, "I-I just thought that you know after everything that has happened between us that you would have wanted to be my boyfriend." "So you assumed?" A smirk appearing on his face. "Well, yeah..." I muttered. Gavin let out a chuckle, "you know what I love? After everything that has happened between us, that I could still make you just as flustered as I did the first day that I met you." "I am not flustered," I protested. "Really?" He questioned, cocking his eyebrow, "because it looks to me that someone is having a hard time expressing their undying love for me." I narrowed my eyes at him, "you're having fun aren't you?" He grinned at me, placing his forehead against mine. "More than you could ever imagine." I took a step back, two could play at this game. "Okay. Since I am not your girlfriend. I am pretty sure friends don't hold hands, kiss or even touch each other like you seem to have a hard time learning not to do." I said, ripping my hand away from his as he was quick to reach out to me. He took a giant step towards me, grabbing my hand and bringing them to his lips. Blowing on my hand, "is the option to be friends with benefits, still on the table?" I let out a snort, "goodbye Gavin." I said, with a roll of my eyes turning around as I began to walk away. I heard him let out a snicker, as I counted down from three in my head. By the time I got to one, I felt arms circle around my waist as Gavin's mouth found its way to my ear. "Just to be clear, if I do ask you to be my girlfriend will I be able to do this?" He asked, as he began to nibble on my left ear. I began to wriggle in his arms as his mouth found its way down my neck. "Or how about this?" As his teeth sunk it to my neck, causing myself to let out a slight moan. My eyes began to flutter close as I ignored the occasional car pass by and the fact that we were outside in public. I felt as he begun to suck on my neck as he began to pave the way to create a hickey.