Distracted || 5SOS Fanfic

P. 23

Arielle gave birth to a baby girl a couple weeks earlier than expected, but everything was just fine. On another note, Mikey and I had just moved in together. We were taking our relationship a step further.

We cuddled on the couch watching Supernatural.

"Babe," I say.

He raises his eyebrows waiting for me to continue.

"Life is moving too fast," I was in some deep thought kind of moment.

"That's what you wanted to say? Are you on your period? Are you going to get emotional?" He chuckles.

"I'm serious it is!" I justify myself, "we've been together for almost a year already, Ashton had a baby, the band is a success... Life's moving really fast."

He thinks about it, "I guess."

That's he had to say? I was frustrated and irritated by his response. I walk out, "I'm going for a walk." I grab my coat and leave. I don't know why I was upset, maybe I was going to start my period.

I walk to Luke's house which was about 6 blocks away. I hadn't seen him in a while.

I texted him before I knocked, "are you home? I'm at your door."

I hear steps walking up and unlocking the door.

"Hello there!" He smiles.

I didn't acknowledge his greeting, "Ugh, I need someone to talk to."

"I'm here. What is it?" He lets me in and we sit at the kitchen counter.

"How's your life been?" I ask him.

"Good I guess, I mean 5SOS is really doing well and that's all I ever asked for."

"But there isn't anything else from life you want? I mean life is moving fast," there I went with the same saying.

"Are you hi?" He laughs.

"No! Ugh. Both you and Mikey don't get it."

"Listen," he says, "if life moving fast is a concern to you, do something about it. Want some iced tea?"

He pours me a cup.

"What do I do?" I ask.

He shrugs, "I don't know."

I thought hard about it. Something's missing that is keeping me from being happy. Maybe I was just having some weird mood swing.

"I'm gonna go now," I gulp down my drink, "see you later and thanks."

I decide to hang out at a park nearby my place for a little, then head back home.

"Where have you been," Mikey was still on the couch watching t.v.

"For a walk. I needed some fresh air."

"I'm sorry for getting you upset," he apologizes, "can I make it up to you?"

"It's alright, It wasn't your fault. I'm probably going through a phase before my period where I get emotional."

"Still. How about we go out tomorrow night?"

"Alright," I never pass up an offer that involves not being at home.

Our date night was different this time. Usually Mikey and I tease each other through out the time, but he kept subtle tonight. At dinner he didn't crack any jokes about how always look like I'm mad towards my food. When we walked around town, he didn't try to jump on my back for a piggy ride. Something was up.

We stopped in front of the Opera House and he takes my hands, facing me.

"I love you," he smiles, "and I love everything about you. Yesterday when you were talking about life, I thought about it. I didn't want the perfect moment to slip away to ask you this..."

He pulls out a ring from his pocket and gets down on one knee.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to be there for every psychotic moment you have, I want to one day call you my wife. I know we're still young but will you marry me?"

I had the biggest grin on my face, WHAAAT?!

"Yes!" I screeched.

I'm engaged!

"Phew," he relieved. He places the ring on my finger, "I was so nervous about this since this morning." He laughs.

"I knew something was up," I poke his shoulder, "I just thought you were constipated or something."

He laughs. He holds me by my lower back and kisses me, "shut up."