unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 51.

*Michael's POV*

It's been about two months since me and Brooke got back together. Everyone seemed a lot happier by that. And so were we.

Ty and Ashton were still going strong. They were completely themselves and didn't give a fuck what people said. We always had to remind them to get a fucking room. The only problem is...they still haven't come out to their parents. Oh well. They said they will come out soon though.

But anyways...

Luke and Charlene are the same lovesick couple that everyone wants to kill but at the same time take notes on how to be the perfect dream couple oh.

Shay and Calum are fucking double trouble. Like naaah, that shit ain't floating with me. They literally gang up on all of us and do pranks. They're sassy little shits. But, that's their personalities that we love about them I guess.

Amy's still single, poor girl. But Ashton had banned her from having any boyfriends till she's 18 and legal, but I know Amy. She's a rebelious little shit, she's probably got 5 different guys on her tail.

Me and Brooke? Awesome. We've been together almost 24/7. Non-stop texting. Kissing. Dates. Holding hands. Sleeping over. Cuddling. And anything couples do.

I'm only 17. I get it. But I honestly think Brooke is the one. She'll be the one who I propose to. She'll be the one who walks down the aisle towards me. She'll be the one that mothers my children. She'll be the one that is by my side when I'm old. Her name will be on the grave next to mine. I love her. And it's true love, I guess. I couldn't even imagine myself with anyone else but Brooke. Brooke Krystal Junes is the love of my life, and at only 17 years old, I'm pretty sure of it.

"M-Michael?"

I snapped my head towards Luke who was at my house today. You know, best buddy's hanging out. We were currently in my room eating pizza and watching World War Z.

"Yeah, bud?" I said while taking a bite out of my pepperoni pizza.

"HaveYouEverThoughtAboutMarriage?" He blurted.

"What? Say that slower?" I asked.

He took a deep breath. "Have you ever thought about marriage?" He said calmly.

I bit my lip and then nodded a bit. "Actually...yeah I have. Why?" I asked.

"I was thinking...I just...I love Charlene. A lot." He sighed.

"Don't tell me that you want this just so you can have sex?" I chuckled.

"No! Of course not!" He gasped. "Just...I love her. And...I would love to introduce people to my fiancé or wife, Charlene."

"I guess..." I mumbled.

"You wanna marry Brooke?" He asked.

"Yeah, I want to. But the question is, does Brooke want to?" I sighed.

"I bet she does. She loves you a lot. And she's pretty laid back, she's the type of person who is prepared for anything. And I bet she would say yes." He smiled.

"We gonna bet now are we?" I smirked.

"G'on." He smirked. "When and if you do ask her to marry you, and she says no...I get...$50. And if she says yes, that's $50 to you from me."

"Deal." I smirked while we shook hands.

"Bare in mind, the bet is for whenever you do ask her. I'm not pressuring you to do it." He said, eyebrows raised.

"I know." I laughed.

"So...are you?" He asked, chuckling a bit.

I bit my lip thinking. Although lately, I've been considering proposing to her for a while. And no signs came up telling me not to. And I want to. That would make me the happiest man alive.