𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲 - 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Marry Me

I just finished getting ready for the first concert, there would be a ton of people so we had to look nice. We have 4 concerts to do in total for this tour. It was a amall amount compared to our usual amount, we almost always have 6 or 7 concerts. Sometimes 8 to 10. Bill comes running out of his area to mine, scooping me up into his arms where he cradles me like a child.

"Hi baby! I'm excited for this concert!" He smiles wide, his voice high and energetic. "Me too love." I return his smile, admiring his beautiful features. "We're going to do so good!" He holds me tightly, but it gets interrupted by our crew. We run out on stage, everybody is going wild. An ocean of hands and unfamiliar faces, loud voices screaming and laughing, people jumping and shouting our names. Bill speaks, making everybody silence in under a second.

We begin our preformance, dancing and singing around the stage. Tom even got to sing today, he was so nervous. All our concerts went the same way, the whole four days it was all so much. We had so much fun, the fans sang with us and we even gave them each one song to sing, they sung them all! After every concert, we'd do an autograph signing and meet and greets with fans. We have such unique fans.

A lot of people felt inspired by Bill's confidence. I talked to him backstage. "You do have fans that adore you Bill, they even feel inspired to be like you." It was all so amazing. But on the last concert, everything was different. I was a little confused on why because everything seemed to be fine but it was just kind of weird feeling; different to say the most I can. Currently it's 8PM, we just finished our last concert.

Bill has had something in his pocket this whole time, I couldn't figure out what it was at all. I've tried to see what it was but the lights in this venue are very dim. We finished our last song, and I was expecting us to say our last goodbye and exit but Bill didn't tell us anything. The whole band and crew was acting odd like they knew something I didn't, they were all so excited for this concert. I thought it was just because it was our last concert on the tour. Bill quiets the crowd, a huge smile on his face.

"So if you all didn't know, me and Lena have been dating." The whole crowd gets so loud it was almost deafening. "And tonight, I wanted to share our special moment with you guys." He pulls away from the mic for a moment, pulling out the mysterious item from his pocket and hiding it behind his back. The entire venue was echoing with screams, clapping and cheering. He pulls the mic off the stand, still hiding the item.

"Lena Haas, I love you so much. And you've always been here for me, as a friend to the love of my life. And tonight I want to take things further."

I begin to tear up, my hands held over my mouth as he takes out the mystery item. It's a jewelry box, small and black. I know what's coming, a smile finds my lips as tears roll down my face. He gets down to one knee, the crowd is screaming so loud. He silences them just by speaking, millions of phones and flashes come from the crowd as this occurs. He opens the box to reveal the most beautiful ring I've ever seen, one he knew I'd specifically like.

"Will you marry me, Lena?" I begin to cry more, the rest of the band is going crazy just like the crowd. Running and shouting, although only the front two rows of people can hear that. "Yes!" He smiles huge, his eyes filled with tears as well. He puts the ring on, throwing the box into the crowd. A group of girls catch it and squeal loudly. He jumps up, pulling me into a long kiss.

People scream for us, clapping so loud it felt surreal. His kiss is so passionate and his hold is tight while everybody around us cheers and gets excited for us. He pulls away, his eyes are red and glossy as tears gently stream down his beautiful face.

"I love you so much Lena, I promised you one day I'd marry you and I finally fulfilled that promise." He smiles warmly, his eyes locked with mine in a distracted gaze. "I'm so happy you did Bill." I hold his face close, kissing him again. When I pull away, he's blushing slightly. It wasn't enough for the crowd to see though. He pulls the microphone to us, still holding my waist tightly.