Prove It.

letter {chapter eight}

I miss your touch, Nich. I miss your soft but chapped lips on mine. I miss how you fit so perfectly with me, your small frame against mine. I remember, when you fought with me about how tall we were. You said that you were taller than 5'4", and that I wasn't six feet tall. You made Kenzie measure us, but when it came to the brutal truth that I was in fact 6'0" and you were only five foot four, you threw a fit. You were screaming and throwing stuff around, claiming that I had used my "crazy voodoo magic" once again. You always claimed that, like when I get better on a test than you, or when I would win a stupid race to the icecream stand against you. You said that one day you'd be taller than me, that you'd prove me wrong. I only chuckled and pulled you closer to me by the waist, wrapped my arms around your shoulder and I held you close, and kissed your forehead. You fisted my shirt in your tiny hands, muttering swear words into it but finished off with an "I love you."

And then the time when we went to the park, the one with the pond. You remember, don't you? You tore up pieces of the sandwiches I made for you, and started feeding them to the geese in the lake. I had wondered why you asked me to make so many sandwiches, you just wanted to feed the geese. You've always loved animals, but only god knows why you fed those rabid geese, Nich. You threw a lot of them in the water but your goose didn't get any. Of course you remember Isaak, your special little goose. You dyed his feathers every month or so, so you'd be able to tell which one was him. You never knew for sure if he was a guy or not, but you just assumed that he was. You had this huge chunk of bread that you wanted to give to him so you stuck your hand out. My god Nichola you screamed so loud that I'm pretty sure Canada heard you. Whether you liked to admit it or not, Isaak bit you. You were crying hysterically and ran up the hill towards me. You held your finger to your chest, crying your eyes out. Not because it hurt, you claimed it was because ;

"Isaak didn't mean to bite me. He didn't. He loves me, yeah he loves me. Right? What did I do? I'm sorry Isaak, I didn't mean to upset you."

You cared more about that goose than your own damn finger, you were so adorable. I mean, you still are. You lost your balance, and my god Nichola it was hilarious. You fell down the hill, but stopped right before the water. I was laughing so hard, but I jogged down there anyways. And either your clumsiness got in the way again, or the fact that you just stood up too fast. You fell into the pond, and you were freaking out. It was only about two feet deep, but it was so scary for you. I helped you out but I was still laughing, you pushed me into the pond.

It was so awkward having to tell our parents what happened. I remember waiting at your parents' door with your arms wrapped tightly around my waist, my right over your shoulder holding you close, with your head in the side of my bicep, me laughing and you sulking. When your parents opened the door you tried to hide your face as much as possible. Your pale face was so red then, you were so embarrassed. You didn't want to admit it, but it was you who started it all. Your parents just brushed it off as 'Young Love'.

What happened to that, Nich? What ever happened to that 'Young Love'? The kind of love that you can see in someone's eyes and their smile. The kind of love that all of our friend's could see us looking at each other with, the kind that we never saw. So my question to you is, do you still look at me the same way you used to, or do you just look at me like another person who broke your trust?

So, to follow the pattern of these letters. To fulfill your demands. We've had so many memories as boyfriend and girlfriend, even as friends, so will you please give me the great honour of being my wife? Could we create memories as husband and wife?

Much love,

the very sorry,

Jack. x

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A/N ; oKAy so wattpad literally deleted this idk why but woAh double update bc i have exams next week bc ratchetness but ilyasm you're perfect and worth it and beautiful ilysm and yeAh ILY BYE VOTE FOR THIS PLS AND TY ILY