The BoyBand Project- Loving Zac

So Cliché

"Can you believe I actually spent three years with this weirdo already?"

My question was directed at Nick but Brandon was the first to answer me.

"Actually I thought you would have dumped him by now."

I couldn't help but laughing at Zac's expression when he said that. I gave him a hug reassuring him that it never crossed my mind.

"Hahahaha BRANDON! Play nice."

I playfully hit him on the arm and leaned back in the couch. Usually you would expect two people to spend their 3 year anniversary alone together but not us. We both decided we were happiest when we were surrounded by our friends and our family. We literally made a huge deal out of it. Well more like my mom did. The band, Cameron, Alex, Janelle, my mom, Brandon's mom and Zac's mom all gathered in my living room with me and Zac. THIS was my family and that was who I wanted to spend my time with. It was basically a three year anniversary to all of us. 3 years ago I met the band and their families and they met me and my family. Then somewhere in the process we all kind of became one.

"Hey I got you something."

I blushed because I realized I didn't get him anything. Stupid Mira, I totally forgot!

"You didn't have t-"

"Shhhhh, yes I did."

And that moment he dropped to one knee in front of me and almost in sync, the room went silent. My heart began to beat uncontrollably,

Zac Mann, what the hell are you doing?

"Do you love me?"

His question caught me off guard but I still couldn't find a way to form words through all of the shock. So all I could do was nod yes.

"Well listen up. I have spent three years loving you. Laughing with you, admiring you. Smiling with you and crying with you. As you can see this is the second time I've gotten on my knees for you. You complete me. I don't want another three years, I want a life time. You and me. Infinity and beyond. And I will marry you. That's not a proposal, it's a promise. Mira, I will marry you. No fight, no disagreement, no individual will stop me. You hear me? I promise. So to make my promise visible-"

Pulling about a silver ring, he slid it on my finger. Holding up my hand to my face I read the inscription on the side. 'Infinity'

"Promise me you'll love me forever?"

Without hesitation and between tears I promised, and I meant it.

"Oh and I have one too."

Pulling a chain from under his shirt, he revealed a ring that resided on it. Holding it in my hand I read it out loud.

"Beyond..."

The tears were now flowing down my face and I didn't even care that I was probably the ugliest crier to ever live. The moment was too perfect. It seems like we have a lot of those perfect moments.

"You know Zac," I started, finally getting control over my voice, " this is so much bigger than me and you. Look around you! It's never really been me and you against the world." I motioned to everyone else in the room. "The whole time it's been US against the world. I promise to love you guys forever too."

"Awhhh! You guys are too perfect! Come on, since we're already being cliché romance novel, lets group hug it out."

*It would be my mom to point that out but everyone shared a laugh and did exactly as she instructed. Me and Zac were pretty cliché if you thought about it. We aren't perfect but we were straight out of the love stories I hate so much. There's really no twist, no secret plot to our relationship. It is as it seems. We're in love, were happy, and were probably totally overrated but that's okay. And one day this big mess of people in my living room that I call family will truly be united the day I marry Zac and become Mrs. Amira Mann. Oh, and trust me when I state, it WILL happen. I pinky promise . And everyone one knows there's nothing more legit than a pinky promise.*

Snapping out of my thought bubble I ran over to Alex and Cameron who were sitting in the corner. We weren't really close at all yet we were basically family. It was time to break the ice. Grabbing Janelle's baby boy Dean from Alex I stared at them with my best pouting face.

"You know, it's technically our anniversary too. The only difference is you haven't said two words to me I'm three years." I smiled and took a step closer, imitating my mothers high pitched voice, " lets group hug it out."

They basically died of laughter and hugged me at the same time, squishing baby Dean right in the middle, although he didn't seem to mind. The love in the room was unbelievable. We were cliché but actually I don't think there's anyone like us.