MacFarlane X Glory (2): Our Love Keeps Us Together

Chapter 16

I was sitting on the couch, looking through Twitter when I decided to tweet out what happened earlier today.

Whatever you do, don't ask me out. I'm taken and I don't want to hurt her since she means a lot to me. I clicked on the tweet after that and got more likes than retweets.

Glory's name showed up and I went on my notifications. @gloryToonami: "You're too sweet. Please don't say anything about me. I'm getting tweets saying if we're an item or not."

I responded to her saying, "Shouldn't they've known by now? I mean, it's only been a few weeks since the media found out about us."

She quickly said, "OMG, you're right! Thanks for clearing that up! Love you😘"

I retweeted that tweet saying, "I'm crazy in love with her."

Glory came running from upstairs and I pretended to read and played music on my phone.

"Very funny, Seth. Not only you tried to help, but I ended up getting more tweets saying that I should date someone I actually care about." She said, turning the phone off.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Made you look, now you're in the baby book!" She joked, while laughing.

"Take my picture then!" I laughed along.

"It's a figure of speech, dummy!" She giggled.

"I know, I was kidding." I kissed her forehead.

"Oh really?" She said, putting her hands on her hips, laughing at me.

"You know it's true." I reminded her.

"Especially that retweeted you posted about us?" She held her hands together.

"Yeah. I would never lie about it." I admitted.

"Same here." She smiled, making me laugh for no reason.

"You have to read this tweet!" I said, showing her.

"I bet your girlfriend dates you just for your money. Lol." She read, quietly to herself.

"I think it's fucking hilarious when it comes to that." I laughed harder.

"I think it's stupid that anyone assumes that. I mean, I love you for who you are and that's it. You're my everything in life and I don't want it to end." She told me.

"And I love you for the same reasons." I held her hand.

"You're going to propose to me again, are you?" She giggled.

"Not yet." I reminded her.

"Good because I'm not ready for one." She laughed.

"Does the ring feel tight?" I asked.

"I don't think so." She answered.

"That's good. I measured your ring finger when you were sleeping." I told her.

"How...?" She said, unsure what to say.