I finally get to get the hell out of this damn apartment after 4 months. If I can get a job at least, I need the money. I would do youtube, but I wanna make friends and get out, even though I'm shy. I could get use to it, I'm 24. I look at my twitte...
Tonight we're are going to Hi5 to celebrate my 25th birthday. I have become so close to my new family. Im so happy to have them. I get dressed into a cute dress with converse and some jewelry.
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I walk downstairs where Thomas was. He was wearing a grey suit with a purple tie.
"There's my beautiful baby sister!" He exclaims as he puts his arms out and hugs me.
"I'm 25 now Thomas." I say hugging him back.
"I know.. my baby sister's all grown up." He said, I thought dramatically, but he was actually crying a little.
"I'm so sorry I wasnt there for you all those years." Okay, he was really crying.
"Oh T-Thomas.. it's okay. I understand. You'll be there for me from now on right?"
"Of course." We get out of the hug.
"Then thats all I care about." I smile and he smiles back. I wipe his tears.
"We better get going." I say.
"Okay."
~Time Skip~
We arrive at the party last apparently because I see everyone elses cars already. We walk in.
"Surprise!" Everyone exclaims as we walk in.
"Aw guys!" I start hugging everyone. I walk up to Bobby and give him a hug.
"Happy birthday love!"
"Thank you babe! I love you!"
"I love you too!"
We hung out for two hours. They tough me how to play beer pong and I actually did pretty good. I told everyone how thankful I am to have every single one of them. I get hugs from everyone and 'thank yous.' I love them all so much.
"Um.. (Y/n)?" Bobby asks a little hesitant.
"Yeah Bobby?"
"Can you come here?" He invites me to the middle of the room where he is. As soon as I walk over right in front of him he gets down on one knee. Is he doing what I think he's doing? I ask in thought. He brought out a velvet box and my heart starts to race.
"(Y/n) (M/n) Sanders, will you marry me?" Oh. My. God. I put my hands over my mouth. I look around to see the guys smiling and the girls mouthing 'go on'. I look back at him and take my hands off my mouth.
".. Yes. Yes Bobby of course I'll marry you!" He smiles, stands up straight, and puts the ring on my finger. We hug and kiss and everyone cheers.
