1 year later I walked into the living room after hearing someone come in the door of me and Tyler’s apartment, it was Lillian, “Hey,” I saw she was crying, “Whoa, what’s wrong?” “H-he, h-he,” is all she could get out. “He broke up with you,” I yelled. “No, h-he asked me t-to marry him,” she finally got out. “He did what, that’s awesome Lily!” “I know, we decided on sometime next month.” “Wow, rush much.” “Yeah, he’s really excited.” “What’s going on,” Tyler said completely not knowing, “Whoa, why are we crying?” “She’s getting married!” “Seriously,” he exclaimed. “Yes,” I yelled. “He wants you to be the Best Man, Tyler, and I want you to be the Maid of Honor,” she said. “Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes, we’ve talked about this since we were in 4th grade, of course.” “B-best Man,” Tyler said, “He wants ‘me’ to be Best Man?” “Yes, you all are like best friends, so, will you.” “Yes, of course.” I smiled, I thought I would be getting married first, I guess not.” “Yeah, I thought you would get married first too,” Lillian said and looked at Tyler. “What did I do,” he said innocently, “She never said she wanted to get married.” “Well neither did I,” Lillian said, “But ‘you’ should know every girl wants to get married, Tyler.” “Hey, do I look like a guy who has defined girls,” he said, “Actually no one has defined girls, who can?” “Well that’s what makes us exiting babe,” I said. He nodded, “True.” We all laughed, Lillian had to leave and go tell mom about this, she will be happy.
