۵Ashton's POV
I sit here on the couch scrolling through engagement rings on my laptop. Paris is in her vocals class. Zane and Eudora are in their room doing who knows what. I think I heard Zane fall on the ground a minute ago and I know I heard Eudora's laughter.
Usually, Paris helps me pick out gifts and stuff but I can't just be like, 'Hey help me pick out your engagement ring, babe.'
Well, I mean, I guess I could. But, I want it to be a surprise.
There are so many types of rings! I thought this would be easy. Like, I see a pretty one then BOOM! But, no.
Will Paris like this one?
Oh no she'd hate this one.
What shape does she like?
Does she even own a ring?!
Oh gawd, there's sizes?!?!
"Hey weirdo." I hear a horse voice speak. I didn't even know that Paris had come home because of my little mental breakdown.
I look up at her with my eyebrows furrowed. "Why is your voice horse?" I ask.
"I had to do a tooon of whistle notes today." She says before she tries to clear her throat, wincing a little.
"Oh, I can make you something warm to drink?" I question but she smiles at me and shakes her head.
"I'm fine." She leans in to kiss my cheek and I remember the rings on my laptop screen, I quickly shut my laptop.
She stops midway and raises an eyebrow. I smile a little and wiggle my eyebrows at her.
"Whatcha lookin at on there?" She asks, motioning to my laptop.
"Oh, I was just looking at a present for uh. . Zane." I state, shrugging my shoulders a bit. Well, I guess Zane and I are getting married now.
"Maybe I can help you with it." She smirks and crosses her arms.
"Nope, thanks, but I got it." I say, glancing away from her gaze but then back to her eyes.
"Oh, so, you've already bought it?" She asks, tapping her foot a little.
"No. . But I have an idea of what I want to get." I state, that's not really a lie.
"Ya know, I don't believe you." She laughs a little.
"You don't?" I ask.
"Not one bit." She states and I sigh a little.
Then, she tries to grab the laptop from me. I grip it to my chest and legit roll ontop of it. "Noooo!"
"I wanna seeee!" She shouts as she begins tickling me.
"No! Gawd! Stop! Zane! Eudora!" I yell in-between laughs.
Eudora walks in and raises an eyebrow at us. I quickly shove the laptop into her arms. "Take it and run!"
She quickly jogs to the opposite side of the room and opens it. Oh dear gawd.
Her face contorts to confusion before the realization hits her and I see the shock in her eyes before she exits off the website and powers off my laptop.
She gives me a look that I can't read. I can only imagine my face looking like a fish out of water.
"He said it was a present for Zane, was it really?" Paris questions.
YOU ARE READING
We're Not Alone
Teen FictionAlmost a year had passed since Paris had gotten to come home. The quartet had finished highschool online, and had went off to college. The four had moved into an apartment together and relationships had become stronger. All in all, Paris and Eudora...
