invisible string ─ s. rogers

the ending

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
THE ENDING

Lover
Taylor Swift

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Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Steve and Daisy reconciled and found out that they were soulmates, and life couldn't have been better for them.

They didn't want to move too fast, so they decided to not move in with each other until they were both ready and okay with it.

Since Gray was about to go into labour in a few weeks, she was more than happy to help style Daisy for her and Steve's date.

Of course, being the gentlemen he was, insisted that the date was going to be a complete secret. So, Daisy was really left wondering what she had gotten all dressed up for.

Nevertheless, she adored the white gown that Gray had chosen out for her. Thank god her friend had a full closet, because Daisy really didn't have any shoes that would've matched.

"You look breathtaking as always, Dais'." Gray spoke, styling the rest of her best friend's hair in a beautiful waved side-part.

"Well, I can't thank you enough for driving down and helping me out." Daisy rebutted, smiling as she stood up from her vanity mirror and brushed her dress off.

The two heard a light honking from outside and a revving of a motorcycle, meaning that Daisy was hilariously dressed up for the ride, but at least she had leggings on underneath her dress.

She said a quick goodbye to Gray and left, running downstairs and greeting Steve outside with a hug and a cheek kiss.

"I'm sorry- I would've let you know we were riding on my motorcycle, but the ride I ordered cancelled last minute." Steve apologized, helmets in hand.

"It's fine, Steve." Daisy smiled, grabbing one of the helmets and putting it on before sitting behind Steve on his motorcycle.

As they lifted off onto the road of Brooklyn, Daisy bunched up her dress and placed it underneath her, hanging on to Steve's torso for dear life.

They reached the freeway and watched as less and less cars drove past the two.

It was calming, driving down an almost empty road.

Soon enough, Steve pulled into a small neighborhood on the side of the road. He parked in one of the lots near what looked like a commercial building.

Daisy got off, and as soon as she took off her helmet, Steve pulled her over to the fire escape stairs, letting her climb up first.

The roof was completely decorated with fairy lights, emitting a beautiful glow onto the night sky as the sun set. A table sat in the middle, and Steve sat Daisy down across from him, facing each other in between a small basket of flowers and candles.

"This is... This is amazing, Steve." Daisy expressed, beaming with glee.

"I'm glad you like it." He responded, grabbing two plates of food out of the picnic basket that sat under the table.

The two ate and conversed until the sun set behind them, leaving the warm tones to be replaced by gorgeous stars lighting up the sky and chilly winds.

Daisy grabbed her cardigan that she had taken with her and pulled it over her dress, cozying up so she wasn't cold.

"Here, the ride back will be colder." Steve spoke, taking Daisy's hand and giving her his jacket to shrug on over her cardigan and dress.

"Thanks." She smiled, walking back down the fire escape behind Steve. She placed on her helmet and hopped on the motorcycle.

The stars made perfect scenery for the late-night ride back home. They had decided to stay over at the library for the night. Steve insisted that he could drive to his house, but Daisy really didn't want him driving too late at night.

So, they curled up together on the couch and fell asleep listening to the faint crackling of a fire and the record player spinning.

"Goodnight, Dais'." Steve whispered, kissing the top of her head before drifting to sleep.

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Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand, I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover.