Falling for my neighbor

Will you be the blossom to my flowers?

2 weeks later
⚠️Smut⚠️

Cheryl's POV

"I'm sorry I won't be there with you, Honey." My dad said.

"It's fine, Dad. I have Toni." I smiled at the girl.

"Speaking of Toni. How is she doing?" He asked.

"She's great." I nodded.

"Is she treating you right?" He said.

"Yeah. She treats me like a princess. She even calls me Princess sometimes, Which makes me blush every time." I giggled.

"That's good." He chuckled.

"I just called to say that I love you, I'll see you in a few days." He said.

"Okay, Dad. Love you too." I said before hanging up.

I smiled to myself as I got out of bed.

5 PM
Toni's POV

"Keep them closed blossom," I said as we pulled up to the cliff.

It looked amazing. The way the sunset invaded the place, the way to candles made it look majestic.

I got out of the car and helped the beautiful redhead out.

"Don't let me fall, Toni." She warned.

"Don't worry. I got you, Princess." I said as I lead her over to the picnic blanket.

"Open your eyes." I smiled.

She opened them with a gasp. "Toni! This is amazing." She smiled.

"Betty and Veronica helped." I smiled.

Cheryl smiled as she jumped in my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist.

"I love it." She smiled, pecking my lips.

"I'm glad you do. Now let's eat." I giggled, sitting down.

Cheryl sat in front of me, her legs crossed.

"Now. I have all of your favorite foods." I smirked. Thank God Betty and Veronica did the basket.

"Oh my God! Pickles!" She squealed, opening the jar.

"I love pickles!" She sighed as she ate one.

"I can see." I laughed at her mood.

"I also have cherries," I smirked.

"You didn't!" She smiled, placing the pickles aside.

She grabbed one, popping it into her mouth.

"Mmm." She hummed as the cherries juice dripped down her chin.

I smirked, wiping it with my hand. Cheryl shrugged.

I pulled out the rest of the food.

We laughed, chatted about anything and everything.

"I just really wanted to be a ninja turtle for Halloween. My mom obviously refused but my dad, him being the calm parent, let me wear it when my mom went to work. I went trick-a-treating." Cheryl said as she ate some cake.

"Wow. When I was 13 I wanted to be an invisible person but apparently, my mom said it wasn't possible." I shrugged.

Cheryl giggled. "Sounds like something you would do." She said.

"Hey." I pouted.

"Oh, you love it." Cheryl rolled her eyes playfully.

She not wrong. I do love it, and her.