Mistaken Proposal

Chapter Eleven

HEY GUYS! (: SORRY this took SOOO long. I get kinda busy and forget to upload... :/ So this kinda might very well be the last chapter, in fact it is... :( Soorrrry. But you know what that meanssss?!?!? NEW STORYY! (: well, it's a short story, and it's a WEREWOLF ROMANCEE!(: (But not a sequel to My Bite is Worse than My Bark.) AND IT'S SHORT AND KIND OF INSPIRED by caroline and tyler in TVD (the tv show...) and I know this is a ramble, but I'm kind of hyperrr.! (: And I'm listening to MAC MILLER! (: Who's amazing, but I don't even listen to rap. But I love MAC MILLER. I'm kind of a hipster when it comes to other music. I saw Foster the People live and I'm going again and seeing them with the KOOKS and I adore Warpaint and Miniature Tigers and the Limosines and bunches of others like Two Door Cinema Club. SO... I GUESS I SHOULD LET YOU GO READ THE LAST CHAPTER!

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Chapter Eleven

          “That was probably the best winter break of my life,” I smile.

          “Mine too, babe,” Eli kisses me, then smirks, “Wait till I brag to the guys how I got myself of a hot wife over break.”

          “Eli,” I scold.

          “I can’t help the fact that my wife is hot!” he laughs. I roll my eyes and continue unpacking.

          “I was thinking…do you wanna rock the single bed, or should I push them together?” he asks.

          “Push them together,” I reply.

          “Mom said that she had your last name changed in all of the school’s files,” he said while rearranging the furniture.

          “Remind me to tell her I said thanks.”

          “There,” he said, when he was done with the bed. There was a knock at the door, and in burst Jack.

          “Hey guys…whoa, wait. One bed?” he asks.

          “Yeah, we got hitched,” Eli smirks.

          “No way, you guys got married on break?!?!”

          “Yeah, thank Grandma,” Eli chuckles, and I join in.

          “Dude, you’re whipped now!” Jack complains.

          “Oh well,” Eli winks at me.

          After Jack leaves I decide to tell Eli the news.

          “You’ll never guess what Kia told me,” I smirked.

          “What?”

          “Evan won’t stop begging her for a date,” I laughed.

          “He’s going to fall for her,” Eli concludes.

          “I know,” I smirk.

          “He’s going to beg and beg because he always wants what he can’t have, but then he’ll realize that he really likes her,” he says.

          “That’s what I thought.” I was finally down packing. I gave Eli a quick peck on the lips.

          “And to think, none of this if it weren’t for Grandma,” he laughed.

          “I love your Grandma,” I smile.

          “Me too,” he kisses me.

          It was weird to think that I wouldn’t be happily married if it weren’t for his grandmother ‘misunderstanding’ us. It was even funnier to think how she had planned it all along, only pretending to misunderstand us to give us ‘a push in the right direction’. All I know is that I love Eli, and if one winter break can lead to marriage, who knows what the rest of our lives will bring?