Lauren Imagines

Wasn't Expecting That, Part 2

AN: I don't know if there needs to be a warning or whatever but just in case, this does discuss cancer so could be upsetting for some people.

~ 2 years later ~

Your POV:
I had been planning to propose to her for months, I'd brought the ring, got her families blessing and now just needed the guts to actually do it. Lauren and I had come so far from who we were when we first met, she pushed me to be a better person, to do more good and to challenge myself. She was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and I wasn't going to let her get away.

She had been the one to say that she loved me first, and she was the one to ask me to be her girlfriend, but I was going to be the one to propose. I had been planning the night for a while, trying to get all the details sorted out, wanting to make it perfect. She was due home in half an hour or so and I had to make sure I was ready and out of the house before she did. I began by lighting candles from the front door up to the bedroom, where I had laid a dress out on the bed for her and a hand written note with instructions:

'Hi baby. I know you've had a busy few weeks so I want to make tonights date night extra special. Get ready and there will be a car waiting outside at 7. I can't wait to see you.
I love you lots and lots xoxo

p.s please blow out the candles before you leave so we have a home to come back to ;)'

I made sure that the candles weren't going to set anything on fire before grabbing the engagement ring and my keys and heading to a friends house to get ready myself. I had hired out the restaurant where we had had our first date so that it would be just the two of us tonight and I made sure that they were serving her favourite food. I quickly got ready, butterflies already in my stomach as I made the way to the restaurant 10 minutes early just to make sure everything was perfect.

As the minutes passed by I became more and more nervous, she would be arriving any minute and I felt like I was on the verge of passing out because of how anxious this was making me. But all of my nerves disappeared when I saw her stood nervously in the door, with tears in her eyes. I walked over to her, admiring her beauty and the way the dress hugged her curves in all the right places, how she had been minimalist with her makeup, allowing her natural beauty to shine, the way her eyes sparkled as the lights hit them. Every time I see her she takes my breathe away, but this time it was like I was drowning in her beauty. She quietly whispered hello to me, seemingly taken back by the effort I had put into tonight, I kissed her hand and then her lips in turn in greeting, leading her over to the table.

The waiter walked over, pouring us each a glass of wine, Lauren still silent and taking in the scenery around us. 'Wow' she breathed out, laughing a little, 'this is amazing y/n, you're amazing, have I ever told you how much I loved you?' she smiled at me.

I smiled in return, 'hmm you may have one or two times'.

The laughter and conversation continued throughout our meal, her carefree attitude and love almost making me forget my nerves for what was about to come. We finished the meal and thanked the waiter and then got into a cab and headed to the place I introduced her to on our second date, an isolated spot on the beach that had quickly become 'our' spot. It was here where I planned to propose. I had been here earlier on in the night, and laid out a picnic blanket for us. Once again tears filled her eyes, and a look of confusion appeared on her face, probably wondering why I was being so romantic all of a sudden. I took her hand in mine and like so many times before we walked together hand in hand to our spot, but this time when we left things would be so much different, either we would be engaged or we would be something else, a possibility I didn't want to think about.