Maybe You'll Agree

I was listening to a song when a story came to me. This it it. Can you guess the song that inspired this short story?
(Answer will be at the end of story.)

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"MORNING!!!!" I yelled on top of my lungs, jumping on him.

"No.....it's too early," he groaned rolling over taking me with him. I watch is beautiful face as he tries to continue sleeping. I know for a fact that he's not really sleeping because he's always does this. He tries to ignore me and pretend to be asleep until I give up and fall asleep next to him.

"Babe...." I whisper, brushing his soft, chocolate brown hair out of his face, "I know you're not asleep."

"Yes, I am," he smiles.

He is the most gorgeous guy to walk the Earth and I am so lucky to have him. Here next to me, in this warm bed that we chose together a few weeks ago when he said we should move in together. Naturally, I said yes. Well, to be perfectly honest, I squealed more than said. It's been 2 years since we first started to date and 4 since we first met. It's a whole lot of luck for me. He is my lucky charm. He is my everything. I know for sure that I am I love with this weird, handsome, crazy man. Sadly, my anxiety keeps me from actually saying it to him, no mater how hard I try.

"Stop staring at me, it's creepy," he chuckles.

"I'm not staring, loser," I push him.

"Yes, you are. I can feel you staring at me," he says with his eyes still closed.

"Okay, spider-man," I giggle.

"What?"

"You claim to have a sixth sense, like spider-man," I explain.

"You're such a nerd," he chuckles hugging me.

"Stop, you're squishing me!"

"Oh, I'm sorry it's not my fault I have rock hard muscles," he says smugly, making me laugh harder. I roll out of the warm bed escaping his embrace. I get off the carpet and walk over to the closet.

"Where are you going?" he peeks open an eyes allowing my to see his breath taking brown eyes. Before him I never thought brown eyes could be so beautiful, but he sure proved me wrong.

"I'm hungry."

"Wait! I'm hungry too," he falls off the bed with a big thud.

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His P.O.V.

"Come on, lets go." I tell her.

"Where are we going?" I glance back at the attractive girl behind me.

"It's a surprise." I chuckle when she pouts, I kiss her forehead quickly. I've known for a long time that she's been wanting to get a new tattoo. I love the one that she has, music notes on her left hip . She had actually gotten that tattoo with me when we were just friends. I drive to the very place where we gotten those, it's only a few towns over. Hopefully, she'll want to do this with me.

When I pull up to the place it take her awhile before her eyes sparkle with recognition. I shyly smile at her.

"What are we doing here?" she smiles widely. I nervously scratch the back of my head.

"Ummm.....i was thinking.....well how about I just show you." I open my door and jog over to her side to open hers. Taking her delicate hand in my own, I walk with her to the shop. I open the door for us and walk into the poorly lighten room. I take both of her hands in mine bringing them to my face. I let a shakey breath out. I kiss her hand before, talking.

"I-I was thinking that we could get matching tattoos, you know because...i know that it's like a rule never to get a person's name tatted because you never know what the future will bring. I know for sure, that I'm willing to get your name on me, because you're my forever. And I doubt we'll ever say goodbye because I never want to, I don't know how you feel but this is how I feel. I will never be able to forget my first love,I-I-I love you." I stare at her uncertain, for the first time, about our relationship.

"Please say something so I don't feel stupid," I whisper. She gently takes her hands out of mine. I let out a breath not allowing myself to let tears fall out of my eyes. I let my head drop so she isn't able to see my watering eyes. I hear her sigh.

"I love you too but no...." she whispers ever so quietly. I look up slightly.

"What?" I choke.

"No." she says again louder, "Don't cry, please. We can't get them if you're crying." I whip my head up so fast in disbelief.

"What?"

"Ya, of course. I just was shocked," she fidgets with her fingers.

"Are-are you serious?" Instead of answering she pulls me towards the book.

"Which one are we going to get?"

"Ummm..I don't know. I didn't think I'd get this far." She quirks an eyebrow an me. I wrap my arm around her tiny frame, holding her close to me. I grab her chin and lower my own to kiss her. She blushes and looks away.

"Gosh, I love you so much!"

"I love you more."

"Say it again."

"I love you, I love you, I love you and only you." she giggles.

"I love you too."

"Which one?"

"This ones cute."

"It's a pizza." I stare bluntly at her. She shrugs.

"Well I did have an idea of what we should get," I tell her getting her full attention.

"I knew you would."

"Okay, remember that blue book that you have, well I read it.. It's alright I guess, I though I could get the word okay? And you could get okay. What do you think?"I tell her.

"Wait you read it?! No way, I thought it was 'a girly book'." she does air-quotes with her fingers.

"Shut-up."

"Never-the-less, I think it's an amazing idea, babe." She gets on her tippy toes to kiss me.

"Where should we get them?"

"How 'bout on our ring fingers?" she shyly looks up at me.

"Let's do it."

*Author's note*

Have you guessed what song, yet?