Why-A Merome Story

Chapter 19

Third time writing this…. Out of curiosity, what’s the fastest way to SMASH MY COMPUTER??? Oh and this chapter will be shorter, because I’m sick of having gto re write it

Jerome’s P.O.V.

I walked through the front door of my house, noticing that the room was dark except for some candles forming a pathway towards the door to my deck. there was also an arrow made of flower petals that pointed to the door. I smiled and dropped my bag down by the door and carefully walked down the path and to the door. I knew who did this, and I can already tell this will be one of the best nights of my life.

When I opened the door, Mitch was sitting on the railing, staring out at the sunset. He turned to me and smiled. He was holding a single rose. He handed it to me and I pecked him on the cheek. “What is all this for?” I ask. Mitch pulls out a chair and signals for me to sit down. “It’s for us. We haven’t done anything lately as a couple, so I just put this together.” Mitch says and attempts to push my chair in. He fails so I scoot it against the wood. “Fatty.” he laughs and takes the seat across from me. 

We eat until I can barley move. We made conversation. It was all casual, too. It’s good to know that we haven’t lost that ability ever since we became a couple. It’s almost as if we are back to the ASF days, just joking around with each other. 

Mitch stands up. I’ve noticed that his knee hasn’t stopped bouncing this whole time… What is he getting so worked up about? I wish I could read his mind sometimes, then I would know what is going on in that pretty little mind of his. Then I would know how to comfort him. 

“I will be right back.” Mitch says and goes inside. I am left alone so I sit back and close my eyes, thinking of Merome. I’m so glad we are an actual thing now. He makes me feel compete and happy. Not many people are able to do that now days.

I must’ve been very involved in my thoughts because when I open my eyes, Mitch is in front of me, smiling. I stand up so our eyes meet. He takes a deep breath before speaking. He gets down on one knee and my heart feels like it’s going to explode. “Jerome Acetti, I love you. I love you more than anything else. Will you marry me?"

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BOOM! SUCK ON THAT UNIVERSE!

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry it’s short, I just got tired

 of rewriting it over and over. As usual, leave some votes and feedback :) -Hstyler