A Proposal Of Sorts♥

The kind of sort of, ok, it's a proposal!

Danielle used her palm to block out the rays of the sun from getting in her eyes, she narrowed her eyes, focusing on the white wood panelled windows she had stared at all her life.

"Well it's now or never" she sighed into the serene and silent morning punctuated by chirping birds and tittering squirrels.

She flipped the pebbles between her finger and then drew her arm back only to fling them one after the other towards the window.

George woke with a start and listened to the soft tap-tapping sound coming from his window. He grabbed the alarm clock off his table, squinting at the blurry numbers, "stupid Dan" he muttered at his ceiling and rolled right off his bed landing unceremoniously on the floor with sheets tangled at his feet.

"Okay, here goes nothing and everything" Danielle mumbled, unfolding the paper that was close to tatters from all the folding and unfolding "how do people even do this?"

"Dear Georgy, uh, you're ugly and I hate you!" she rubbed the tip of her shoe into the soil, reading from the sheet. "No! wait, um, oh fuck it!" throwing all caution to the wind she crumpled the paper and shoved it into her pocket, she drew in a deep breath and stared at the top of her lungs looking up at the window that offered no clues about the whereabouts of its owner.

"I remember the first time I ever laid my eyes on you, tears and snot streaming down your face because Jake bullied you and then stole your lunch. I then beat him to pulp for you, how you kissed my cheek and ran away and I ran after you and beat you up too because I now had cooties!"

"I think what I'm trying to say is, we're best friends and I'm in love with Niall Horan, but as cute as Niall's bum is, and trust me it is, he isn't the one who's always looking out for me. He isn't my guardian angel, the best one, the one who makes silly mistakes and whose mouth saves me from tons of shit. When I'm walking down the school corridor, between in the midst of a hundred plus students you'll look around for me and bore holes in my back till I look up at you and give you a reassuring smile. Not Niall. When I am pissed and fall asleep without having dinner, you manage to get my favourite food at that ungodly hour and leave it next to my bed, make Tarzan sounds while simultaneously pounding on my back till I'm up and the foods down my throat."

"And I know if I stand right next to you and take a picture it will hold my brightest smile because every moment with you makes me happy. Alive. Complete. I find myself staring at how your eyelashes frame your eyes and wanting to punch mousy Mona every time she rubs her hand up your arm, I find myself gawking at you every other second, how stalker-like is that?"

"Because when you're with me I feel like you're all I need... well you, and a lifetime supply of cheese nacho Doritos. So do you mind getting your ass down here and giving me my happily ever after?"

She was rewarded with silence.

"Maybe what I'm doing is wrong and we will never work out, maybe it'll ruin our friendship. I don't know!" she cried "but what I do know, is that I can't live without taking that risk! We're best friends, like diaper buddies, we grew up together."

"I love you gorge I do. There, I said it! You're my Georgie and I'm your Dan. You watch chick flicks and sappy romantic movies and cry your heart out while watching A Walk To Remember, don't even try to deny it. I watch the cool superhero stuff and action movies. You think with your heart, and I'm ruled by logic to the point where I come off as inhumane, but you complete me I can't live a day without your annoying presence in my life. Me tickling the shit out of you, me swearing you tsking. You cooking me burning down kitchens. You buying lovely clean clothes, me just slipping into stuff I steal from you or you leave behind at my place after a movie. You slip on all those sparkly rings and neck pieces I get from my relatives as presents and scream 'thug life'. I play football and you sketch me while I'm at it. Okay I, admit I'm the impulsive and the adventurous one with a violence streak, and you're the calm, cool, understanding and smart one who gets me out of tricky situations.