Maybe You'll Agree

Leaving the shop, I lead her to the car.

"There's one more place I want to take you to," I smile.

"If it's anything like this, I'm sure I'll love it."

I squeeze her hand. I sure hope you do. I drive out to the park where we once met, hoping everything is ready. Getting the tattoos was just a way to secure how she feels. Now, the real scary part. I had called earlier to make sure everything was perfect when we got there. When we got to the park, I got the picnic basket out from the trunk of my black car before opening her door. She laughed.

"Are we having...a...picnic?" she could barely speak through her angelic laughs.

"Of course, don't all couples?" I smugly said looping her arm through mine, "this way darling."

We set up the blanket and take out all the food I prepared for this, that included most of her favorite. It was the perfect summer day for this, the sun was shining earlier and now it was ready to say goodnight and let the moon take over the sky. I stood up, quickly, telling her that I forgot something in the car. Instead of walk towards to car, when I was out of her sight I went the other way.

Her P.O.V.

My phone chimed signaling a text. It was from him. I laughed at the loser, I looked up trying locate him. He was no where to be seen.

Come to the oak tree. ♥

I dust my pants off and grab my bag, walking over to the massive oak tree marking the middle of the park. I giddily walk over always excited to see him. Except he's not there, my brother is.

"What are you doing here?" I punch his shoulder.

"Hey, no need to get aggressive. I'm just here to deliver this message." he hands me a glass bottle with a rolled up paper inside. I eye him, opening the bottle.

Hey Beautiful, I know don't tell you a lot but here it is you're fucking gorgeous. Remember when we first met? It was here. In this very park. Crazy, right? 4 years ago, we met here. Did you notice that they placed a new playground? Go see it.
"What's going on?" I ask my brother.

"I can't tell you, duh." he retorts. I raise my hand to punch him but before I can touch him, he takes off running away yelling. I laugh, then walk through the grass toward where the playground should be located. The whole play set is filled with what looks like glow sticks. My parents and his stand at the top of the tower.

"Who goes there?" my dad yells in a funny accent making me laugh.

"Well, who goes there?" His dad says this time.

"It's me!"

"Huh, I don't know any Mi. Do you?" My mom asks his.

"Neither do I."

"Leave the premises, at once."

"What?" I laugh.

"You're still there? What are you're intentions, good-looking girl?"

"I don't know." I laugh, realizing what they're saying.

"I have a message for you," his mom hands me another bottle, "on you go child."

I laugh again, taking the cork off of this bottle. I unroll the paper.

Hey there, good-looking. I can't wait to see you again. And we will very soon if you can find me. You're probably thinking how am i going to find you, retard if you don't tell me? Well no need to call each other name, beautiful, just go to the very first place we saw each other.

I jam the paper back into the bottle putting it into my bag with the other one. I walk as fast as I can over to the very place where I laid my eyes on him. The lake running through the park that cuts through it. I walk through the over grown bushes until I reach the edge of the lake. The whole place covered in Christmas lights, I see his figure standing on the other side.

"Hey! Girl! Can you hand me the backpack right there?!" he yells from the other side, reenacting the day we first met. I grin going along with it. I point at the gray Jansport backpack on the ground.

"Yes, that one. Throw it over here!"

"Why don't you get it yourself? There's a bridge right there."

"Are you going to throw it or not?" he smiles, unlike when we first met he was being very moody.

"Okay....." I throw the backpack in the water just like the day when we met. He runs in to get his backpack.

"Gee thanks," he grumbles. He walks over to me, all wet, and takes a small black box out of the front pocket, "After 4 years of knowing such a great person..." he gets down on one knee, "I just hope you'll agree that just maybe okay will be our always." He reveals the most gorgeous ring I have ever seen.

"Will you marry me?" he asks.

"Yes."

*Author's note*

Did you guess what song?

Wake Me Up by Ed Sheeran

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