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kotylynnemerrill · 5 months ago

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So yeah this probably needs a lot of editing but...you know...here we are - here it is.

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Your Words I Hold Forever Ch. 6

March 16th, 1968 4:00 pm

There wasn't too many people at the park just as Fez had expected. That was just fine with him. No witnesses in case he made a fool of himself. And less likely the chances of them being interrupted by someone wanting to purchase certain goods.

Fez had been nervous about today. He hadn't exactly said the word 'date' but there was no denying it...he liked Lexi, liked her a lot and he wanted to do something nice. Even if he was constantly being harassed by Ash for acting like a 'skuz'.

He told her he would pick her up and they could go somewhere and chill, somewhere other than his place, which had recently become a little cramped with the arrival of his cousin Faye.

This had not been anticipated and not a welcome change but Kitty had insisted she stay till things got straightened out with her old man.

But, so far, everything was solid. Lexi had been surprised when she climbed into the car and spotted the picnic basket and the cooler in the back seat.

"A picnic?! Where," she had asked with a sweet furrow of her brows.

"You'll see," Fez had told her earning him a pout.

The stereo played softly through the open windows of Kitty's green Cadillac, accompanied by the soft breeze and the bright sun, it was picturesque.

Dempsey park was probably the smallest park in East Highland but it was pretty and Lexi had gushed with excitement when they pulled up and found a nice spot to park.

Fez untucked the blanket from underneath his arm and neatly spread it out. He could feel the loud buzzing within his body simmer to a steady hum as his nerves calmed.

"Are you sure kitty doesn't mind...the blanket?" Lexi motioned to the crocheted afghan now spread out on the grass.

Fez softly smiled at Lexi standing there clutching the picnic basket in her hands. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, stray strands of cinnamon hair framing her face. She was wearing a simple dress with thick shoulder straps, the coral color looked beautiful on her.

"Nah. She don't mind. But what are you doin with that heavy ass basket?" Lexi looked confused, her brows furrowing when he held out his hand expectantly. "I told you I'd carry that."

"oh!" Lexi laughed a little, realization clicking. "That's okay. It's really not heavy at all."

"Shit ma, I'm trying to be a gentleman over here." Fez said sounding exasperated.

"Well, in that case." She handed the basket over to Fez and he sat it down next to the drink cooler already by his feet.

He made himself comfortable on the blanket and motioned for Lexi to come closer. She adjusted her dress before taking his strong outstretched hand, and settling down next to him.

It was amusing how small her hand was in his. Soft and warm against his skin, he probably held on to it a little longer than was necessary, but she didn't seem to notice or she didn't mind.

Now that they were all settled Fez reluctantly let go of Lexi's had and brought the basket closer. "Okay...now I didn't bring nothin fancy but it's all good. Trust me."

"I'm sure it is." Lexi grinned.

"Hell yeah it is." Fez excitedly opened the basket, pulled out the top compartment with the utensils and napkins, and then pulled out a plate covered in foil. "We got Fezco's specialty sandwiches." Next he pulled out two medium sized round tupperware containers, one was obviously a pie or dessert of some kind. "This right here," he tapped the light blue container " is kitty's doing, her famous macaroni salad. And this" he tapped the dark blue container shaped like a pie "is blackberry cobbler."

"Well call me impressed." Lexi raised her eyebrows. Fez merely shrugged, and clasped his hands together, "Hey you know. I do what I can." Fez fought the urge to smile like the Cheshire cat, but he couldn't help it.

Fez was a simple creature with simple needs and one of those needs just so happened to be impressing Lexi Howard. He knew by now he didn't need to, but he wanted to. He liked that there was an ease to it.

He never thought of himself as a super romantic person, but he was taught that if you like a girl you treat her a certain way. Then again, his grandmother had also told him love was an instinct you couldn't trust...for the first time he thought maybe she was wrong.

Fez passed Lexi a plate with the required utensils and napkin then got one for himself before they both filled their plates with a ridiculous amount of food.

He reached into the cooler with the drinks and produced a strawberry soda, Lexi's favorite flavor, before grabbing one for himself.

"Oh! My favorite! Now you've really outdone yourself." Lexi beamed.

Fez returned the smile. "Glad to hear it."

"Did you know the first sandwich was created by John Montagu, the 4th Earl of Sandwich, in 1762? Apparently he was playing cards and didn't want to leave the table, so he asked his servants to bring him roast beef between two slices of bread so he could eat."

"Okay...you know I'm gonna ask..." Fez playfully rolled his eyes as he took a bite of his macaroni salad.

Lexi snorted in the midst of taking a big bite of her sandwich. She quickly chewed and swallowed before answering. "I was at the beauty parlor with my mom. I was bored and they had magazines. It was an article in Time magazine I believe," was her simple reply. She took a quick sip of her soda and took another bite of her sandwich.

"I bet you'd find an instruction manual interesting." Fez took a big bite of his own sandwich. Lexi stuck her tongue out at him, remnants of her bite of sandwich still there.

Fez scrunched up his nose, "Eww."

Lexi smacked his foot. "Why not, they're challenging." Fez laughed at this. He should have expected that kind of response from her.

"Okay so when did they invent those then miss smarty pants."

"I don't know everything." Lexi rolled her eyes before cooly forking some of her macaroni salad. " But if you must know a 2,000-year-old Greek tablet was found in 1900 supposedly the first manual ever made, it was for building houses." She stuffed the bite into her mouth and slowly lifted her eyes to meet Fez's. Fez raised a dense eyebrow before laughing.

"And how the hell you know dat?"

"Book on the history of architecture my dad left" Lexi gave Fez a cheeky smile before taking another drink of her soda.

"Mm hmm." Fez took a drink of his own soda, trying to keep from laughing again.

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"You never did finish telling me about the play you're writing." Fez asked putting the last of the food back in the basket. "What exactly is the idea behind it" He mimicked Lexi, stretching out his legs and leaning back on his elbows.

"Oh ion know. It's about like a group of girlfriends who grow up and sort of grow apart."

"So like a coming of age story."

"Exactly!" Lexi gave an excited snap of her fingers. "But I'm worried...like it's based on real people I know, and there are definitely some things they won't like me sharing. Especially my sister. I guess I'm worried they might get their feelings hurt."

"Ohh you really stroking the bees nest with that one." Fez replied, clicking his tongue.

"Really? But that's not my intention at all."

"I mean, if someone invited me to a play and didn't tell me they'd be airing out all my dirty laundry I'd definitely have some questions."

"Like bad questions?"

"Depends on the play."

"Right...but like, would you be mad?"

"Depends on the play."

"Right. Ion know, It's just something I keep going back and forth on. Whether people will like it or not...or will they be upset by it, you know...that's if I even finish it." Lexi finished with a huff.

"You'll finish it...for sure. They'll be showing that shit on Broadway, girl."

"Yeah...we'll see." She sighed, obviously not agreeing with him.

"And I wouldn't worry about hurting their feelings... everybody gets their feelings hurt sometimes, you know? Sometimes people need to get their feelings hurt, you feel me?"

"Yeah...I don't know. This is like, for the first time I'm doing something for myself."

"Shit...I get you."

Fez suddenly smiled, his ears catching the new song that was playing. He glanced at Lexi through his lashes, looked down at her small hand next to his for a second. She looked back at him with a small smile, her cheeks the color of roses.

He took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze before tugging on it a little.

"Come on." He tugged a little harder as he stood up, easily lifting Lexi up with him.

"What are you doing?" Lexi let out a giggle as Fez pulled her close and took a hold of her other hand and started stepping to one side then to the other. Lexi fell in step with Fez's movements as they swayed. He cast her out with a twirl, his strong hand holding hers tightly before bringing her back to him, wrapping her tight in his arms.

Fez began humming with the song, then gradually began to sing along.

"No I won't be afraid. Oh, I won't be afraid. Just as long as you stand, stand by me".

He was no Ben E King but he didn't care. This night was going better than he could have ever imagined. He felt completely at ease, like he did this kind of thing all the time.

Lexi soon joined in with her own soft soprano voice as they continued to dance. "So darling, darling stand by me. Oh stand by me. Oh stand, stand by me."

He would have to tell her...and soon. He hadn't quite figured out how yet. For now, he would put that on the back burner until he could formulate some sort of plan. For now...he wasn't going to let all the uncertainties get to him. Everything was perfect here with the music, the sun...Lexi in his arms.

Fez spun Lexi again as they softly sang in unison.

"Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me. Oh stand by me, oh won't you stand now, stand...

Stand by me..."

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