Charles prov.
Wyatt just stared at his side of the bedroom, he wouldn't even move.
"Wyatt I-" He cut me off.
"Just go to bed we meet our mates tomorrow." He whispered.
It sounded like he was actually upset.
I wanted to tell Wyatt that it wasn't his fault.
After all I did kiss him back, and I did want him to touch me.
But he stopped, I knew he didn't like me the same way, so I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep...
I was laughing and talking to someone but I couldn't make out who it was yet.
"I love you." The person said to me.
"I love you too." I replied to the person.
Slowly me and the person faded out to a different setting.
Me and the same person at the park.
They grabbed my hand, and I blushed.
"I am glad your my mate." I smiled.
"I am glad you are mine." The person smiled back.
Once again the setting changed.
"You knew? You knew we were destined to be together no matter what and you didn't tell me?" I shouted at my mate.
"I wanted to fall in love with you the old fashioned way." My mate answered.
I wrapped my arms around their neck and kissed them.
The setting changed again.
"Love?" My mate asked.
"Yes?" I hummed back.
"Why can't we know we are each other's mates before tomorrow?" My mate asked.
"I don't know." I answered simply.
"At least give me a clue, and I will give you a clue about me." My mate persuaded.
"About my self? I am very close to my best friend, if he didn't become my friend when he did I would have grown up more hateful." I told my mate.
"Really? Sounds familiar oddly enough." My mate whispered, then spoke up. "I am also very close to my best friend, with out him I would never known you can't eat crayons."
I laughed a little, then my sight started to blur.
"Good morning." My mate whispered to me.
"Ditto." I smirked as my eyes opened.
I was back in the room, and the smell of cherry's, chocolate and summer went to my nose and intoxicated me.
I opened my eyes, I could smell my mate...