"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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HEY GUYS. SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT, IT'S BEEN A CRAZY BUSY SUMMER. I had 2 weeks vacation in Spain and then I started working right away, but here it is. Enjoy!
(This chapter continues where we left of from last chapter)
Hollands POV - Tuesday Night
I stared at him. I was in shock. Did he just ask me to marry him? I was confused and very emotionally happy at the same time.
We were still holding hands, while the sun settled down behind us. Making the sky go orange and Dylan's face was glowing.
"Did you just...?" I stuttered.
"Yeah, I...I guess I did." He stuttered back.
Our eyes we're locked in each others and neither one of us wanting to let go of the gaze.
My brain was working on high speed, thinking about everything we had been through together and how our life would drastically change if we got married.
But there was nothing in my head or my body that wanted to say no. I could feel my eyes tear up and it felt like the moment lasted forever.
"Yes." I said and the tears starts running down my face.
"What?" Dylan says surprised, like he thought I was gonna say something else.
"Yes dumbass, I'll marry you." I cried.
The biggest grin filled Dylans face and it was like he lit up and nothing could possibly turn the light off in his eyes.
He picked me up by the knees and I grabbed his shoulders. He lifted me up so high, I laughed.
I stretched my neck and head backwards letting the orange sunset hit my face, taking it all in.
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He whipped us around in a piruett and I laughed even more.
He put me down and I didn't hesitate by leaning my face in and plant a big juicy kiss on his lips.
We break apart, but our foreheads leaning on each other. I have my eyes closed and I'm still smiling from ear to ear.
"I don't have a ring yet." Dylan finally says after a minute.
"I figured." I say.
I let my cheek rest a little and my smile fades to a happy smirk in stead.
My head is already starting to buzz about everything we have to do before actually getting married.
"Wow, I can't believe this." I say and I lean back as our foreheads break from leaning towards each other.
He looks at me. He looks happy. I can't believe I'm the one making him this happy. This is more than I could ever dream of.
"Are you happy?" I ask him.
"You have no idea." He says and the tears start running down his cheek.
