I'm not going to bother with a A/N cos you know the drill. NO INTERNET. ARGH.
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‘Claire Gales… Will you marry me?’ he asked staring me in the eyes so seriously I couldn’t help but have the want to run…
Will you marry me. Will you marry me. Marry me?
HE ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM?
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‘You… you want me to marry you?’ I asked dumbly. Blinking at him incoherently as I felt all the heat rush to my head and causing me to feel slightly light headed. He nods. ‘M-may I ask why?’ I whispered not wanting to break the moment.
Yes! Say YES!
I felt bad for asking but apparently he didn’t have a problem with it, answering my question without even missing a beat. ‘Remember that time I called you. And we talked about things we’d do before we… you know. Went to heaven?’ I nodded unsure of where this was going. ‘Do you remember what was number one on your list?’ he asked quietly.
I smiled softly, ‘to get married in my mother’s favourite place,’ I whispered a warm fuzzy feeling erupting from my stomach before spreading to my chest at the thought of it.
‘At the cottage in the forest, surrounded by trees and birds and a stream not far away.’ he said, reciting my exact words.
I blinked. ‘Yes.’ I muttered.
He grins, ‘I couldn’t help but remember what you said. I don’t know why. I knew I was going to marry you one day… I mean… in a non-creepy way…’ he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, ‘that is if you said yes of course… but if you said no I totally get why. Since we’re young and all and whatnot. And others will probably disapprove… Aw shit. I don’t even have a ring!’ he slapped his face and I bit my lip to stop the giggle daring to come out. ‘Sorry, I didn’t exactly come here to propose…’
He was babbling now, his cheeks a warm pink that caused me to grin. I giggled and he finally comes to a stop of his stuttering, his eyes moving back to search mine as he smiled slightly. ‘Yes. As in; yes I’ll marry you… That is if you’re being serious of course,’ I said doubtfully.
Always doubtful. Always, always.
‘What's there to lose huh?’ I said quietly with a sheepish grin wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug which he quickly turned into an embrace, his body pretty much double mine and bringing me warmth and safety.
I sighed contently in his arms and before I knew it a whole crowd of students were filling the area the second the bell went. We didn’t move though. Why would we when right now I felt as if I were the most happiest person in the world? He was serious though. As much as I was doubtful, I knew he was serious, not by what he said but by the look he gave me right before he proposed.
He asked me to marry him! Suddenly there was a slight shove, causing our embrace to finally come to an end and for me to finally realise that yes, we were indeed in the middle of a hall full of people who were now not-so-subtly staring openly at us, mouths agape.
‘Jace, you may want to get a move on,’ a familiar voice orders from the opposite side of where I was looking, turning I wasn’t surprised to find Mack standing there, arms crossed as he gave Jace a disapproving look.
I frowned.
‘Mack-’
‘It’s fine,’ Jace smiles intertwining our fingers together and making me jump slightly from such gesture. I relax. ‘I was just leaving anyway,’ Jace finishes giving Mack a look I couldn’t determine before bending slightly to give me a light kiss on the forehead.
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Saved By You
Teen FictionAfter her mother runs away Claire is left to face her abusive alcoholic father alone. Not only that, but her days to live are cut short. She's an outcast and a loser at school who everyone supposedly hates and no one dares to go near. But what happe...
