Growing up Peter and I were always close. We did everything together. until that is our parents died. Then he changed, he became more distant only speaking to his friends and indulging himself in his studies. I was just a forgotten character in the...
Tony stood there frozen. "I did not need to see that."
"Oh, grow up." Pietro snapped back at him. I could feel my face turning more red by the second.
He surveyed us one more time. "So I guess you guys are back together now. Good job getting your memory back or whatever but I swear to God, if you hurt her again I will fuck you up."
"Yessir." Pietro looked back at me and then to Tony. "Can I speak with you privately?"
"Fine."
And with that they left, leaving me to recouperate from todays event. My mind felt dizzy, like I'd had one too many drinks. He'sback. It felt like some fairy tale dream.
My fingers fumbled with my phone until Peter finally picked up.
"Gwen, is everything okay?" He answer, clearly concerned. "You never call during the day."
I couldn't help but break out in the sobs that I'd tried so hard to hold back. The words I tried to say kept getting caught in my throat.
"Um, you know what? I'm going to grab May and we'll be at there within the hour." He said before hanging up.
Nearly thirty minutes later, he was sitting on the couch with me as I tried to explain what happen.
"So you're saying that he now remembers you?"
"Yes."
May, who had been quiet this entire time finally chimed up. "I'm so happy happy for you. Pietro is such a good match for you. Did you know before he went missing he called me to ask for permission to propose?"
I turned to her. "He did?"
"Yeah, it was so random too. I honestly didn't think you guys where actually serious at the time but the fact that he was willing to call and ask me was proving me wrong."
I sat there in shock. My mind was racing as I went to play with my ring but found it missing. Then it clicked in my head, that son of a bitch was going to propose again. That's why he stole my ring and asked Tony to talk with him privately.
As if on cue, Pietro entered the room. He leaned down to me. "Meet me on the roof in ten minutes. Wear something nice." He whispered to me.
I stood up and went to my room where I picked out one of my favorite dresses.
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As I walked up to the roof I felt my heart beating out of my chest. I opened the door to see Pietro standing in an archway of lights and flowers. I walked up to him slowly, afraid I was dreaming. When I got there, he dropped onto on knee.
"Miss. Gwendolyne Maxine Parker, I love you much more than anyone on the Earth and I like you better than everything in the sky. You are my rock and the one forever. With that being said, would you be my Mrs. Maximoff? Please don't say no because that was be kind of embarassing."
I let out a loud laugh. "Only you could make me laugh in the middle of a propsal."
He looked up at me, a playful love apparent in his eyes. "Is that a yes?"
"I answered that question already. Don't you remember?"
"My memories a little fuzzy. Maybe you could remind me."
