Lucky had asked Scout for a date, which seemed utterly ridiculous. They knew each other, they spent plenty of time together but he was insistent and so Scout buckled and agreed. He turned up at the door at 6PM, hiding behind a bouquet of white lilies.
“Oh, wow!” Scout said, seeing him.
“These are for you.” Lucky handed her the bunch and she couldn’t stop the smile coming to her face. This was cute for a guy that didn’t do relationships.
“Thank you. Come in. I’ll put these in water and then we can go.” She walked back into the flat with Lucky following behind. “What are the plans for tonight?”
It was Halloween and if he mentioned anything about trick ’r treating she might dump him on the spot. Lucky’s date request had come with the instructions to wear trainers and comfy clothes.
“I thought dinner was pretty tame for us,” he explained. That was true. They ate together regularly so Scout appreciated the fact that it wasn’t dinner tonight. “So, considering it’s Halloween, it only felt right to do something creepy. Tonight we will be joining the city as they battle a zombie outbreak.”
With vase in hand, Scout turned and grinned. “You got tickets to the Zombie Apocalypse game?” He nodded his head and Scout let out an excited squeal. It was a city wide game where zombies chased after you and if you were caught and tagged with UV paint then you were made into one and joined their side. Last human standing won. “This is going to be so much fun.”
She sorted out the bouquet, arranging it into a vase and Lucky came up behind her, sliding an arm around her waist. “I’m glad you approve of the plans.”
He rested his chin on her shoulder and she turned her head to kiss the side of his face. “Should have known you’d pick something a bit out there for our first date.”
“I wanted the silent disco to be our first date but I didn’t have the guts to ask you then.”
Scout turned in his arms do she could look at him properly. “You wanted to ask me on a date then?”
“I’ve wanted to ask you on a date for a while but I didn’t want to mess up our friendship. Plus…”
“Plus, you weren’t falling over yourself trying to get my attention.”
“Aww, poor Lucky had to actually work for something.”
“I think I strained something from the effort.”
Scout hit his chest and he laughed before they left for the city.
There was a misty rain falling on Swansea and it was busy in the centre as they pulled together with various residents and told the rules of the game. They were set loose on the city and Lucky and Scout went off hand in hand. She knew that most people wouldn’t see a zombie game as a romantic date but she didn’t fall into that camp. She though it was fun and she was happy to be spending time with him. They stalked through the city centre, watching as people ran past them trying to get to the next safety check point.
“Sorry you’re stuck with me when I can’t run,” Scout told him.
“Hey, if I was going to be stuck in some apocalyptic zombie world there’s no one else I’d rather be stuck with.”
“…You plan on sacrificing me the moment we get caught, don’t you?”
Scout gave him a gentle shove and he laughed. They made it to the first check point and neither of them showed signs of UV paint so they were allowed to continue together.
“I bet you can’t wait to be doing things without worrying about injuring yourself,” Lucky said.
“You have no idea. I miss dance, Lucky.”
“I can’t imagine. I’m looking forward to seeing you dance the moment you can,” Lucky beamed. But Scout’s face fell. “Everything okay?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course you can, Scout.”
“I’m… I was wondering… Woah!”
Lucky pulled them into the doorway of a shop and clamped a hand over her mouth. He jerked his head and she looked out of the darkness to see two zombies limp past looking for new victims. After they passed Lucky let go of her mouth and Scout laughed, resting her forehead against his chest.
“You saved me,” she breathed.
“Make no mistake, if they had seen us, you’d have been out on your ear,” Lucky told her.
“I feel so special.”
“Only the best treatment for my girl.” Because that was exactly what she was. Lucky had never called someone his own but he knew with Scout that he needed to make her his. The girl with the wild laugh and fiery spirit would belong to him.
Scout looked at him for a moment as the blood thumped through her system. She was Lucky’s girl. She liked the sound of that and wanted it to stay that way.
They stepped out of the doorway and headed in a different direction to the next check point.
“What were you saying?” Lucky asked, realising she hadn’t finished her earlier thought.
“I was thinking about starting a dance class in the new year.”
“I think that’s a great plan. Maybe I could join too.”
“Do not let that be your legacy in this city.”
He mocked being wounded in the chest. “You’re a harsh critique.”
“I prefer honest.”
She just needed to bite the bullet and ask him about it but that was when a zombie came towards them and Scout let out a small scream. Lucky pulled her in front of him. The zombie grabbed her and Lucky ran off before it could catch him. She was going to make sure he got locked out of his flat for this one.
Scout spent the rest of the evening painted up like a zombie, power walking her way through the streets and grabbing anyone she could. It was nearing the end of the game when she saw the familiar trainers that belonged to her beloved boyfriend. She made a beeline towards him but he spotted her and ran off.
There was no way she was letting him win. She went off after Lucky with every intention of catching him.
“Ow!” she cried. Scout doubled over and grabbed her knee. Lucky looked back and Scout limped towards the wall of the building so she could rest up against it.
“Scout?” Lucky jogged over to her, looking concerned. “What is it? Shit. Ava is going to kill me.”
She straightened up and caught the front of his shirt with paint before he could jump away.
“You sacrificed me and I came back to get you.”
Lucky took her in. This girl would be the death of him with her quick wit and brilliant mind. “I underestimated you.”
“A fatal mistake.”
He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her close to him. “I’ll never make that mistake again.” He leaned down and kissed her.
Neither of them won the game and they returned back to Lucky’s flat having made a pit stop for chocolate and sweets so that they could binge the rest of Halloween together. They showered off, which inevitably turned into the dirtiest shower Scout had ever taken, before dropping on his sofa together.
Scout was dressed in one of Lucky’s shirts and currently lying on top of him whilst he took a bite out of a fun sized Snickers and offered her the other half. She went to take it and he threw it into his mouth. Scout jabbed his side with her finger and he jumped.
“I’ll choke,” he told her.
“I can only hope.”
“You want me dead.”
“Not just yet.”
They settled down, Lucky’s hand resting on her ass as she cuddled up against his chest. They barely fit on his sofa together but it didn’t matter because they were as close as could be. As she laid there, Scout thought about the conversation with Jim. Her fingers lazily traced patterns across Lucky’s bare chest as she thought about how to have the conversation with him.
“Luck,” she said gently.
“I was thinking about the other day—”
“Oh, baby. Don’t hurt yourself,” he teased. Scout slapped his chest and poked out her tongue. “Sorry. What were you thinking about, sunshine?”
She tried to squash down on her nerves. Jim was right. Lucky was her friend and she should be able to discuss things with him without worrying about how he’d react. “How… how is this going to work when I move back to London?”
Lucky moved his head, heart hammering in his chest, so he could look at her properly and then he sat them both up. Scout played with the hem of the shirt she was wearing.
“What’s brought this on?” Lucky asked, pressing back on the panic.
“I just… I don’t want to get invested in this to find a few months down the line we’re on completely different pages.”
Lucky looked at her for a second and then took Scout’s hand. “You get this is all new territory for me, right?”
Scout nodded her head. She got that Lucky had probably never really had to think about someone else in this aspect before. Being single meant that you could be selfish. Being in a relationship meant that there was someone else to think about. She’d always said to herself that when she dated it was because she could see something serious with that person but this was new to Lucky.
“I know,” Scout said. “I just… It doesn’t matter.”
“No, it does. Come here,” he said, tugging her hand. Scout shifted across the sofa until she was sitting on his lap. Lucky tucked some of her hair behind her ear, trying to untangle his thoughts. London. London was Scout dream but he wasn’t sure if it was a move he wanted to make. “I don’t know what’s going to happen but we’ve got some time before you move, right?”
“So, let’s just enjoy this and see how it goes for now. We’ll figure it out when we get there.”
Scout wasn’t completely happy with his answer but it was the answer she had. She gave him a nod and went to move but Lucky wrapped his arms around her waist and kept her in place.
“Scout,” Lucky said. “We don’t have any guarantee that we’re going to wake up tomorrow let alone what’s going to happen a few months down the line.” Lucky had travelled a lot and it had opened his eyes to the world and different philosophies. He believed in living in the moment. “For the record, I hope we’re still together but let’s just take each day as it comes.” He kissed the tip of her nose and she wrinkled it. “Don’t be upset with me.”
“I’m not upset with you. I’m just worried.”
“Getting hurt, I guess.”
Lucky’s brow furrowed. He wouldn’t hurt Scout. Ever since he’d met her he’d felt protective over her. “I told you, hurting you isn’t my intention. We will make it work somehow.”
She gave him a gentle kiss before pulling him into a hug. They had months until they had to think about moving but until then she would enjoy spending time with her boyfriend and being at home the best she could.