Ulterior Motives: Chapter 3

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Happy Valentine's Day everyone!


Gio stood in front of the full-length mirror in his room. He wasn't admiring himself…okay, maybe he was.

He was wearing a tight white t-shirt that subtly accentuated his chest. The sleeves were tight around his arms which showed off his biceps.

He was also wearing brand new black jeans. He picked up his black blazer from his bed and he pulled it on. He took one last look in the mirror and he ran his fingers through his hair. He had to look nice; it was Valentine's Day after all. Only for Betty, he thought before he walked out of the door.


Betty stood in front of the full-length mirror in Hilda's room. "So, Hilda. How do I look?"

Hilda looked up from her magazine. She smirked before answering her. "Why does it matter? It's just Gio, right?"

"No…I mean right. Right, you're right. It's just Gio." She said as she looked down at the floor.

"Twirl around, Betty."

"Okay?" She did a little twirl for Hilda.

"You look beautiful, Betty," she smiled.

"Thanks." How can I tell myself that it's just Gio. As soon as I look at him, I'm going to ned help standing up. Betty was wearing black leggings and a long red shirt that stopped just below her butt. It was a strapless baby doll top and she was wearing a black cropped jacket over it. Why did I let Hilda pick out my outfit? She thought as she looked in the mirror.

She glanced at the clock. The closer it got to seven, more butterflies flew into her stomach. It was 6:50. She felt crazy and deranged for feeling this way, she didn't know what was going to happen, nor did she want to. There was just something about unpredictability that drove her insane. He could've at least given me a hint.

Her palms were sweating and the nervousness was all over her face. "Betty, calm down. Do you like Gio or something?"

"N-no, of course not," she said unconvincingly. She had never been a good liar.

"Yeah, right, Betty. Looks like Cupid shot you with an arrow when you were looking at Gio."

Betty shook her head. "I don't like him."

"Yeah, that's why you're blushing," Hilda said turning her attention back to her magazine.

Betty looked back at the clock. 6:55. All she could think about was the date…and Gio. Ding! Dong! Betty looked back at the clock. 6:59. "He's early," she said frantically to Hilda.

"By like thirty seconds. Go get the door."

"Okay, stay upstairs," she told Hilda as she left the room. She could hear Hilda snicker as she walked to the stairs.

Betty slowly walked down the stairs, so she wouldn't trip. She walked to the door even slower. She turned the doorknob and opened it. There he was, standing at the door with a smile on his face. Oh, God, She thought. It was so hard for her to breathe. He looked gorgeous. She couldn't begin to think of anything to say.

Oh, God, Gio thought. She looks beautiful. He could barely breathe. His heart was pounding hard against his chest. It started beating even faster as he watched Betty watch him. "You look beautiful, Betty," he said meaningfully.

Betty nodded. "Thanks, you look nice too," she smiled.

"And these are for you," he said pulling the bouquet of red and white roses that was behind him and handing them to her.

Betty looked at him and smiled showing her braces. She took them out of his hands. "Oh, my God, Gio," she said as she looked up at him in awe. "They're beautiful." He thought it was so cute, how the flowers made her so happy.

Gio raised his eyebrows at her. "Oh yeah…Henry." This is harder than I thought, she thought.

Gio laughed. "Ready to go?" He asked holding out his hand.

"Yeah," she said softly, putting her hand in his. "I'm ready."


"Gio…I mean Henry, where are we going?" Betty asked as he pulled her along the empty sidewalk. She was already having an amazing time from just looking at him, and the flowers. She just wanted to know where they were going. She hated suspense.

"You'll see," he said mysteriously. "We're almost there." They stood in front of a fire escape behind a building. She could hear music playing from inside the building. "Does this ring a bell?" He asked as he looked her in the eye. Betty looked at the fire escape. Or maybe we'd climb the fire escape to the rooftop of the Blue Note and listen to music.

Betty looked up at Gio and smiled. "Yes."

Betty's heart started to beat even faster again as they climbed the fire escape. "Oh, my God." Betty said as she stepped onto the rooftop. There was a picnic blanket lying on the floor of the rooftop with a basket on top of it. Gio walked over to the blanket and sat down.

"Betty, you can come over you know," he laughed.

Betty walked over and sat down with her legs to the side of her. "What's in the basket?" She asked flirtatiously.

"Well, let's find out…shall we?" he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows.

Betty could feel herself turning pink, and she nodded her head and then looked down. When she looked back up there was one plate of spaghetti and meatballs. "Gio?"

Gio blinked at her like he didn't know what she was talking about. "Henry," she laughed.

"Lady and the Tramp," he smiled. He noticed that Betty gave him an 'are you serious' look, then he shook his head. Not that it was a bad idea, he thought, even though he was kidding. "I'm just kidding, Betty." He took two forks out of the basket.

Betty laughed. "Okay." She wouldn't have obliged if he was serious. Half of her wanted to. Betty watched him as he started to eat. The way he held the fork, the way he slowly brought the fork to his mouth and carefully placed the spaghetti into his mouth. The way he licked the spaghetti sauce off of his mouth. Oh, God, Betty thought as her heart started to beat faster.

She could feel her face getting hotter. She picked up her fork and she started to eat. When they were done eating, she felt much better although she was constantly reminded of it as she stared at the empty plate.

Gio reached into the basket and he pulled out a box of chocolate covered strawberries. "They're for you, made them myself." He smiled at her softly, and his eyes lit up.

She beamed at him. His smile was so cute, and him making the strawberries for her was so romantic. She thought the whole night was incredibly romantic. "Did you also make the fabulous spaghetti?"

"Yes I did," he said proudly. It made Betty smile. Gio pulled the cover off of the box. They reached for one at the same time, and their hands brushed. They both instantaneously pulled their hands back. They looked each other in the eyes and smiled.

"Do you have anything else in that basket?" She asked peering into the basket.

Gio put the top of the basket down. "Not for now." Their eyes met and they kept each other's gazes for a while. To each of them, it felt like they were the only people on the planet. It was like they were with the person that they were meant to be with. Another song started to play. It was a soft, romantic song. "I love this song," Gio said. "Come on let's dance, Betty." Betty looked at Gio and a twinkle appeared in his eye.

"What?" she asked.

"How would Henry ask you to dance?" He asked as he stood up. He kneeled down closer to her and he held out his hand. "May I have this dance, milady?"

He looked extremely dorky, but it was so cute. "Yes, he would ask me to dance like that," she laughed.

She put her hand in his and he pulled her up. She placed her other hand on his shoulder. Gio placed his other hand around her waist. Betty closed her eyes and she stepped in closer to Gio. Gio closed his eyes too, and held her closer. He'd never felt this close to anyone before. He could feel her ferocious heart beats against his chest as they danced. Betty rested her head on Gio's shoulder. Her breath on his neck sent chills throughout his entire body. He moved his head into her hair; he could smell the sweet smell of strawberries. Betty stepped into him even closer until there was no room left between them. It seemed like time was standing still.

They had no idea what time it was nor did they care. Betty lifted her head off of Gio's shoulder and she looked into his eyes. It seemed as if they were lost in each other's eyes. They stopped moving, and Betty let go of Gio's hand. She wrapped both of her hands around Gio's neck, and he wrapped both of his hands around her waist. They danced face-to-face, looking each other in the eyes.

This whole night leading up to now, Betty wasn't thinking about Henry at all. She was thinking about Gio. Betty started to bite down on her lip and leaned in to kiss him. Gio met her halfway and he kissed her, licking the remaining chocolate from her lips. Betty pulled away and smiled and rested her head back on his shoulder.


Gio looked down at Betty, who was lying against his chest in his arms. He wrapped her in the blanket and held her closer. Hands down, this was his best night ever.


YAY!!!! Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

Inspiration came from "Into the Night"- Santana feat. Chad Kroeger.

LOL Freddy fanatics.

Tell me what you think! Should this be the end?