Marcel

Chapter 41

Cami's POV

Liam walks over to us, “I'll lead you to the table.”

There's only one table, but he walks us to it anyways

“May I take your order?” he asks after we sit down.

“What are my choices?” I ask.

“Well, lasagna or um, lasagna.”

Marcel remembered that lasagna was my favorite food. He's adorable. I wonder what else he has planned for tonight.

“Hmm... I think I'll have lasagna.”

“Sounds good. The chef is excellent,” he says, pointing to himself, “It's me,” he whispers, laughing, “I'll be back with your dinners soon.”

I smile as Liam walks away.

“Marcel, this is amazing. I can't believe you did this,” I say.

He shrugs, “It's not much. I figured since we didn't want to go to prom, this could be our prom.”

I smile again. Neither of us cared much for prom. This is better than any prom.

Marcel runs his hands through his hair as Liam brings us our food.

“Dinner is served. Enjoy,” he bows and walks away.

I start to eat and Marcel starts to talk.

He clears his throat, “Cam, I want you to know that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I couldn't have asked for anyone better than you. You've saved me... Without you, I'm not sure where I'd be right now. Sometimes I would get so depressed that my heart physically hurt. I had everything planned out... The letters, the day, the way I would leave... And then you came. And everything changed. I knew what it felt like to be happy again. I could slowly feel myself returning to life,” he looks down at his dinner, “I was actually living for once. I was actually there. Not just a nerd in the background. Someone cared enough to get to know that geek,” he smiles, “And I just want to thank you for that. And I, um, I want to, uh, ask you something...”

“What is it?”

He reaches down and pulls out a small box. His hands are shaking.

“Cami,” he pauses and takes a deep breath, “I never want to be with anyone but you. I just want you to know that. And even if we're far away, I want you to know that I love you.”

“Marcel, is everything okay?”

“Well, you know how I applied for Harvard?”

I nod.

“I got accepted.”

“Marcel! You're going right?”

He slowly nods, “But that means I'm moving to Massachusetts. To America... I'm not going to be here... with you...”

I'm not sure whether I should be happy or sad. He got accepted to a great college.

A college that's away from me.

A four year college...

Four years away from me...

“And that's why I wanted to give you this,” he says.

He slowly opens the box.

My heart stops and my breath catches.

It's a silver ring with a diamond star.

Oh my God, it's a ring.

“Cami, in four years, no matter where life takes us... After college... When we get older... Through everything... I promise to be with you through it all. Even if I'm miles away, I will always love you. And after those four years, I hope to still be with you. Four years from now, on your birthday, wherever we are, I want to spend it with you. And that's my promise. And one day, I want to marry you. ”