I sit on the park bench with my boyfriend of four years, Felix. His arm is lazily wrapped around my shoulder. We watch in silence as the light breeze pushes the trees to dance in front of our eyes.
"Tiarra?" He asks, breaking the peaceful silence between us.
"Mmm?"
"How did I get so lucky as to find you?" I laugh slightly, kidding him on the cheek.
"We met at a meet and greet for one of your shows," I tell him, "I think I'm the lucky one." He laughs with me for a minute, tightening his grip around my shoulders
"You kept your cool, I liked that." I think about the day that I met Felix, how I was trying so hard not to get so excited right in front of him. How I still feel that way when I see him, when I feel him, when I kiss him. I fear that one day I'm going to wake up to reality and everything was just a dream. But it's not.
"I'm still the lucky one," he says, " I've felt lucky since the day we met." He stands up pulling me up with him as I'm pulled directly into his embrace. My head sits in his chest, directly I've his heart and I can hear that his heart is beating at an abnormally fast pace. I frown.
"Felix, what's wrong?" I was pulling away and placing my hand on his face.
"Nothing, I'm just nervous." I tilt my head giving Felix a puzzled look.
"Tiarra, listen," Felix starts, listening his grip around my waist, "these past four years..." He pauses, "they've been the best damn from years of my life." He looks deep into my eyes before letting go completely of me and turning around taking a huge deep breath before turning back to me. My mind buzzes to a million places as I have no idea what's on his mind.
He casually puts his hand in his coat pocket, running the other through his short, blonde hair.
"Tiarra, what I'm saying is that I can't live without you. I can't." He pulls his hand out of his pocket, lowering himself onto one knee. Suddenly, the world around the two of us goes silent.
In Felix's shaking hands he holds a small open box containing the most beautiful diamond ring I have ever seen.
"Tiarra, I don't want to live my life if I can't live it with you. Will you marry me?" The tears begin to run down my face as I nod my head. His smile is the biggest I've ever seen as he rises from his knee and lifts me off of my feet into a hug. I feel his lips trail their way up to mines as we both smile into the kiss.
"So that's a yes?" Felix asks pressing his forehead to mine.
"A million times, yes."
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