After about 5 minutes, we began passing many luxurious house with perfectly done-up lawns. The grass was a perfect green but had some yellow areas. These houses weren't as large as mine but weren't as small as the average house either. Every single one had its own gate surrounding it and about 30 acres of land to itself. I could see in some of them there was at least one pool and sometimes maybe two.
I couldn't help but to stare out in awe. These houses were beautiful. They were more homely, being made out of stone. They were all surrounded by trees and the wildlife made the place look more appealing. I wouldn't expect Carlos to live in a place like this. He seemed like he would live in a more modern house in the city.
I liked the fact he lived here because, if he didn't, I probably wouldn't have ever seen this side of New York. The preserved cosy side. It was amazing.
"Wow. It's b-beautiful" I muttered while moving away from Carlos to put my hands against the windows so I could get a closer look. He chuckled and I felt him move near my ear.
"It is indeed beautiful. But, do you want to know what's even more beautiful?."
I pulled back to look up at him to find him extremely close to my face. My cheeks turned a light pink and I had to clear my throat or else my voice would have come out as a squeak.
"What C-Charlie?" He moved closer to me and whispered.
"You."
I'm sure I was as red as a tomato right now. He was so charming and nice. I don't know how he saw me more beautiful than all these gorgeous houses. It was near impossible.
I looked down and began playing with my fingers out of habit. I couldn't hide myself with my hair as it was up so the blush stained on my cheeks was as clear as day.
My glasses began falling off my nose. I don't actually need them for anything but reading but they looked really pretty and I wanted to wear them today. They make me feel more covered and a bit invisible.
I felt my chin being lifted up and Carlos' long finger pushing my glasses back up. We just stared at each other. He sent me a soft smile and I couldn't help but smile back at him.
His eyes were so pretty. They were a light shade of green but had a colour of dark green shadowing the edges. If you looked close enough, you could see the little flickers of gold that would shine in the light. It made his eyes look like they were sparkling. And overall made him look like an Angel. Maybe I should be the one calling him angel instead of him calling me it.
"Your e-eyes are pretty."I suddenly blurted out.
After realising what I had said, I turned redder and my eyes grew as wide as a basketball. Fudge Lavender. Why would you say that? You sound so creepy. You can't just randomly say someone's eyes are pretty. It's weird.
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