Our Little Girl ~H.S.

10

Julie

I stared at him

How do I even respond to that?

He's not doing this because I'm pregnant, right?
Does he think the public will hate us because we're not married and we're having a baby?
Is he worried about hate?
Does he want the baby?
Is he worried about his job, his career?

"Yes." I whisper as I stare into his eyes. "Yes. Yeah, I want to." I stutter out.

He smiles wide and our lips crash together. I shut my eyes tight and press my lips back against his. After a few seconds that literally take my breath away, he pulls back but keeps our lips brushing and our foreheads and noses touching.

"I've been waiting to ask for two weeks.." He mumbles and I feel him reach over. I don't dare to open my eyes.. I feel like I'll cry if I do..

Then I hear something and he whispers "Hold out your hand, Baby"

I raise my left hand and I feel his face pull away from mine and he sits up. I raise up a little and finally open my eyes. He's sitting above my legs, not actually touching me, and he's got a little ring in his hand. 

He's staring right at my eyes.

"I love you.. I love you, I love you, I love you.." he mumbles as he stares at me.. 

"And we've been together for two and a half years.. And.. we're gonna have such a beautiful, perfect, amazing child.. and.. two weeks ago, I got this.. and I just.. I've been waiting for the right time.." I can see tears clouding his green eyes, making them appear quite misty

"I'm never gonna stop loving you... ever. Not when we're 80 and complaining that our backs are hurting. Not when we're 40 and screaming at a slow car in front of us.. Not when we're arguing. Not when we're fighting. And I'm gonna love this baby just the same."

Tears cloud my vision and I take a deep breath, trying to stop them from falling.

"I called you my crush for weeks.. I called you my friend for months.. and I've called you my girlfriend for years.." He smiles a little and a tear slips down his cheek.

"I wanna call you my wife.. for the rest of our lives." He tells me as his voice starts to waver.

"I want you to be my husband.. for ever. Until we pass away and are no more.. I love you too." I tell him, and my voice cracks and several tears make their way down my face.

He looks at my hand.. and the ring.. then he slips it on my finger. He brings my hand up to his lips and he presses a long, soft kiss to my knuckles..

Fuck I really love him..