All I remember was me thinking to myself: what s crap boyfriend am I? I'm late again. I don't regret being late thoug, because at least it was for a good cause.
I sprinted through the busy streets of the city. I couldn't afford to let Liz down once again. I wondered why she had still stayed with me after all the times I forgot important dates and all of that boyfriend business. She still managed to forgive me somehow. That was the beauty of being in love with Liz.
I finally arrived at the restaurant and I bursted through the front doors panting like a madman.
"May I seat you, sir?" The hostess said. The restaurant was so fancy that the woman had a French accent.
"No, um. Someone is already here waiting for me. May I?" I gestured into the great big room where everyone was enjoying their gourmet food.
"Yes, go ahead." Her accent was thick. I rushed into the room and an angry Liz was waiting there for me.
"Noah, where have you been? I've waiting thirty whole minutes!" She stood up in a fit of rage.
"B-Baby, I'm sorry. Please forgive me and listen to what I have to say." I shrugged, trying to act as innocent as possible, even though everyone knew I wasn't. All I needed was for her to fall under my spell one more time, and then I would be good.
"Oh really? Hmm, I wonder what excuse you'll concoct this time! Will it be work held you back? You injured yourself? Or that you had to visit your parents? You're missing everything, and I'm feeling royally ignored. It's been at least twenty different occasions Noah, where you have failed to fulfill your end of the bargain. I-I'm s-starting to th-think, you d-don't care about me. That y-y-you don't l-love m-me anym-more." Liz stuttered, and then paused for a second, and then a coupe of tears rolled down her cheek as she stared at her feet.
"Honey, I'm sorry. Believe me, I really am. Until you came along, there was no one else in this world that I had shared a long-term relationship with. It was always a one night stand or just flirting. Never dating, or the boyfriend and girlfriend ordeal. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. You light up my world, and I do love you. I do care about you. I'm sorry that you have been feeling royally ignored. I never want you to feel unimportant, thats until the day you die. You here me?" I felt my pocket grow heavier as my speech came along. "I do love you, yes I do." I then get down on one knee and I took out a violet coloured satin box. "Liz Annie Armada, will you marry me?"
It still makes me happy when I relive the memory of her jaw dropping. Her hands covered her mouth, and she stood there silent. People passing by or eating near us all gave us the given "aw." But the only reaction I was looking for was some sort of signal from Liz. She just stood there, slightly rocking back and forth.
Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes! I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, I loved her with all my heart.
She started to cry, not just a couple of tears this time, but a full on river. She leaned in close and gave me a great big hug, and then a sweet kiss that left me dazed. Then she said, "Yes, yes, a million times yes."

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King of Nothing
Short StoryIts quite simple you see, I had it all, and now I don't. * Spiritual #33 / Short Story #97