"Actually there's something I want to ask you.." Sal began.
I turned over and held his hand tightly, with a million thoughts racing through my mind. Is he gonna break up with me? Was he gonna ask me to stop hanging round? Or maybe yesterday I didn't take my shoes off when I came in! That would probably be the hardest for Sal to tell me (😂)
"What is it babe?" I asked, quite nervously.
"Well.." he stuttered. He took a deep breath and stared into my eyes, and gave me a gentle smile. "I was wondering, as you spend loads of time here anyways, and you keep going back and forth, so why don't you just.. leave all your things here!" Sal asked with a smirk.
"Like move in?" I asked, feeling my excitement rise.
"Yes!" He replied with a smirk.
"THAT WOULD BE AMAZING!!!!" I screamed, excitedly. Sal sat up and gave me a little kiss with a hug.
"I'm so excited. Waking up next to you everyday" Sal said to me.
"It's the best thing to ever happen!!!" I shouted with a wide smile.
Sal got out of bed and ran downstairs. I could hear pots and pans banging in the kitchen, but I decided to stay in bed and wait for Sal. I quickly scanned through my notifications on my phone to see if there was anything interesting and I saw loads of people commenting on Twitter with me in the tweets. I opened up twitter to see comments like 'cute couple!' And 'I love you guys!!' I took a look at the tweet they were replying to and it was Sal. He tweeted a photo of us, in a black and white filter with the caption 'My World 🌎💗😘' and tagged me in it. He also set it as his profile picture. I liked and re-tweeted it and commented "love you 😘😘" underneath.
I then saw I had a message from Joe.
Joe: hey, could you and Sal meet me and Bessy and the guys later we need to tell you something xx
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Be Mine- Part 2
FanfictionI looked up at Sal, and he stared deeply into my eyes. He let a little smile grow on his face, and I did the same. We both sat up in our chairs and Sal was still holding my hand. I placed my phone back in my bag, and sat closer to Sal, holding his h...
