cocoon || reece bibby

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two months later

reece was sat on the sofa and i sat next to him, his arm around my waist, and i started to play with his hair.

he looked into my eyes and i looked back, small smiles on both of our lips, neither of us saying anything.

"i love you." he blurted quietly, and i smiled before i moved to sit on his lap, gently leaning my forehead on his.

"i love you too." i said softly, it being reece's turn now to grin.

he leant forwards and kissed me, his lips gently pressing against mine, and, as cliché as is might sound, it was different, but i didn't know why.

butterflies erupted in my stomach and i closed my eyes, allowing reece's arms to wrap tighter around my waist as my hands went to cup his jaw.

he pulled away reluctantly, "can we go somewhere?"

"yeah." i nodded and got off him, grabbing a hoody and the door keys, before pulling on a pair of shoes, as reece got his car keys and pulled on his own shoes.

he drove, his hand on my thigh, for about an hour until he parked up, the two of us getting out at a place i'd never been to before, but i assumed he had.

"come on." he encouraged softly, grabbing my hand and leading me up some fairy light-lit stairs.

reece opened a door at the top and smiled, walking into the small café, decorated with pictures and paintings and cute lights, and i gasped when i realised where it was.

this used to be a place where reece would come, on his own, and no-one he knew, knew about it, and he'd told me all about it.

reece lead me to a table, "i'll get you tea. hopefully it'll be the best tea you'll ever have." he smiled and i sat down, as he went to get it.

reece returned, with two mugs in his hands, and he passed one to me, as i thanked him and took a sip immediately.

"shit." i mumbled when i placed the mug back down on the table, and reece was in front of me, down on one knee, holding a little box.

my heart sped up, but at the same time, felt like it stopped.

i looked straight into his eyes, filled with nerves but hope, happiness, and love, and his dimples were prominent as he spoke.

"ella, the time i spend with you is honestly the best time in my life. you mean the absolute world to me, and fuck, i never expected to ever fall for someone like i have you, certainly not at this age, or this quickly, but i love you so much, so i was wondering if you would make me even happier, if that's possible, and marry me? ella, will you be my wife?" he asked, and as soon as he'd first started talking i was crying, my hands over my mouth.

"i..yeah, yes, of course." i gushed, nodding, and his face lit up in a huge smile as he slipped the ring over my finger, before standing up and cupping my face, pressing his lips to mine, as the other people in the café cheered and clapped.

"best mug of tea ever?" he grinned.

i nodded, "i'm so in love with you, you dope." i giggled and he sat next to me, his arm around my waist, my head rested on his shoulder, and a few people came over and congratulated us, a couple fans realising who we were and talking to us happily.