four words [the fangirl ii - a.i]

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"Is that for real?," she asked. I felt her fingers running from my arms, underneath her waist as I clasp my other arm as she was caged inside.

     "For real," I said and her back bumped against my chest, she giggled. "You were so angry that you didn't know that it was other band not 5SOS. I won't leave those dorks." I hugged her tighter.

     Sharing pillows under warm sheets with cold feet feels better than anything else by the moment. She turned around and I could feel her warm breathe as she lie next to me.

     I was lured into sleep when I felt her kissed me beside of my lips then heard a clicking sound and a flash. I felt her move and got out of bed rushing out probably into her red room. I walked out and followed her, without even knowing where it was I saw this door with an "in" and "out" signs and a hazard sign too.

     I opened the door and I found her from one of the stall and a steel table and above were trays with water. I walked silently. She didn't seem to notice me, she was facing her back to me. As I tiptoed there was this small room inside the room that caught my attention, the door was slightly opened and no one could ever resist when curiosity attacked. I went inside and was in shocked when I found these polaroids at the walls. I walked closer to see them clearly. The first photo was her drums then it was me, only me, banging my drums on our early years, from 2014 I suppose. There were photos of concert tickets and CDs too as well as photos at airports and interviews.

It was like the adulthood of me.

     I gazed at them thoroughly, looking at the little details and read what was written at every photo underneath. I look and look, and smile every time, at every photo. Then I finally was staring at the photo of us with a plate of lasagna, from my very first day in this house. July 14, 2015 was the caption with a heart on it, then the sunset, "broken af" as captioned. It was the day I left and she broken up with me because of Acacia, next was the Kaffeine shop photo, "hopeful" and then there's the snow which the night I brought her to our concert again from a very long time captioned as "cold". Then her passport, when we went to Australia, there were my family; my mother, sister and brother, and the lads then all of us in one at the Hidden Beach at Mexico. It was captioned with different positive adjectives. Then there's this one polaroid that is over-decorated, the ring I gave to her, captioned as "Yes! Yes! Yes!". And that one she captured, a man's back, it was familiar as well as the shirt, it was probably Statechamp's frontman, she captioned it with "got a little jelly :)".

     I was startled with a, "Hey." she called, "You aren't supposed to be here. Honestly." I pointed the one photo where I was sleeping with my hands intertwined under my face, and I asked her. "When's that?"

     "At Australia." she said. I dangled my arms around her shoulder and we both look at it. "You like it? It took effort."

     "Its beautiful. I loved it." I said and kissed her head. "What's that?" I asked because she was holding two polaroids.

     Instead of answering she walked where the polaroids ended and pushed two photos; a sink in her bathroom ("drowned in tears") and us, the earlier just taken photo ("I'm still inlove with you").

     The wall was almost full but I knew that there will be a lot of memories to be pinned at it. "That space is supposed to be reserved for our wedding." I said. I pointed the back space of the door, "Its closing because no one will ever interfere anymore. No one will ever can destroy us anymore."

     "We're gonna need another wall for that. Another journey, another life, another wall timeline." she said and hold my hands walking outside the Red Room but my eyes caught that one frame of my face, like the one in there, the one she told me when I was sleeping in Australia. "Its your favorite, isn't it?" I asked and nodded towards the frame that hangs at the wall.

     "I think I'm gonna frame another one." She winked and tugged me out the room and that's just when her mother called us out for dinner.

The dinner was almost finished. We were completed; her parents, Sarah and I, Ace and Samantha and Chris and Spencer still able to get to dinner.

     "Your cooking never fails Mrs. Wesley.," I complimented her and she refused to accept it. How cute.

     "Please," I said, "You are ma'am. And Mr. Wesley." I said and gazed over him. I was kind of taken aback, because he was looking at me already. "Your carvings are excellent. I have it on our house at Australia, still kicking." I smiled and they all went giggling.

     I was about to pour Sarah some champagne but she said no and she could do it herself. I let her and I poured some to my glass instead.

     I made a sound using the champagne glass and a spoon and stood up. Everyone's attention was drawn at me. This was it, there was no turning back. It was final. I knew no matter what happens, even if we fight every single day, I knew my biggest fan will always be there, at my side. "I'd like to take this moment," I have spoken, I felt like all the air in my lungs was sucked out. I couldn't properly breath. "I know things have been hard for us, for Sarah and I. ALWAYS. Because, you know? Chris and Spencer know the struggle."

     "Nah bro, your band is too famous to be compared with us." he said and smiled.

     "But still. Anyways, you know all too well that we fight like its a hobby but there is nothing that would ever make me happy than this person sitting beside me." I held her hands and continued, "Fangirls are the best, they won't ever cheat on you. To be frankly speaking, they are deeply inlove with you and I feel the same with Sarah so...,"

     I bend my knees and kneel on the ground, fished the new ring on my pocket and asked her, "Will you marry me Antoinette?"

S A R A H

I didn't see this coming. He planned this out, didn't he? And with the fact that we just fought I never thought anyone would ever do something like this, second engagement ring, second asking. "Why would I say no?" I said and he put the ring on my ring finger then kissed me on the lips. I looked at Ace that was across me. He was smiling. I hope he was happy for me.

Everybody was happy, extremely happy that we group hugged.