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Twenty-Seven

Ho, ho ho! It's 8 days till Christmassss!!! Can i just say thank you for over 150 reads and over 50 votes. It helps a lot as i say and it lets me know that i should carry on writing.

I really want to finish this story so i'm making myself a deadline It will be finished by Christmas i promise. If it isn't then i'll just quit and not write this story for about a year 'till i've written my other two stories. One of them finally isn't a romance because i always do romances so i've tried something different. I don't know if i will like it so it's just gonna be a test to see if like writing in that certain genre.

On with the story.

As usual, read, vote and enjoy!

*Edited*
I was too busy pondering in my thoughts that i didn't even realize that Jason was talking to me the whole time. "..And I think it's time we move on from that..." Here it comes. I thought to myself. "I don't want you as my girlfriend anymore. You're that annoying and you Nag nag nag all the time.."

Bit harsh aren't you?

"You're more like a wife so I thought, well...why not make you one?"

What?

"Victoria Campers," he started, getting down on one knee. I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes.

"Will you be my wife?"

Then the tears became uncontrollable. They streamed down my face at a fast speed.

"Wow, was i that bad?" He asked and I laughed between sobs.

"Of course I'll be your wife." I stuffed and he engulfed me into his arms.

"I want it right here." I said to him as his shirt muffled my words.

"Why?" He asked, pulling away.

"Because this is where we first started going out." I beamed. He smiled.

"Of course." He replied. "But i get to pick the date." He added.

"Okay, when?"

"In a week." he answered swiftly

"What?"

"You heard me." He smirked.

"On Christmas eve?" I beckoned.

"I want to be married on or first Christmas together." He said sweetly.
I blushed, i didn't think he had that side to him.
I nodded and smiled. "Next week.." My life was getting better and better.

As soon as we got home, i called Eliza and told her about the news straight away. She screamed happily and read my mind. "You want me to organize things, help you get your cake, veil, dress, spinster party sorted and everything else to do in a wedding all in a week."

"How did you know it was in a week?"

"Number 1- You're my best friend, Number 2-It was obvious he'd want to marry you before the baby for a full family. Yes I'll help you, no need to thank me."

I laughed as she put the phone down. We arranged to meet the next day to fix the venue and food.

Luckily for us, the garden clearly didn't cost anything because it was Jason's family's property. We hired someone to bring us food and then we went to a special shop for the cake. When we got there, Eliza hugged the woman. "Tor, this is my Aunt Carol. Carol, this is my best friend Victoria." We made friends quickly and eventually decided on the cake and what it would look like. "So how much will that cost?" I asked.

"A wedding invitation."

"Of course," I laughed. I opened my purse.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Getting my money out to pay you," I chuckled.

"No way! I'm not gonna make my lovely nieces friend pay!"

"Thank you so much." I said as we walked out the door. She smiled at me and we walked out.

"One down." Eliza said when we got outside.