13 reasons why - imagines and preferences.

Why?- Scott Reed

prompt;  You and Scott have been in a relationship for a few months...its not a public relationship because he doesn't want anybody to know.

you pull away from Scotts embrace, breathless after the kiss. "please.." Scott asks you with a pouty face.

He was currently trying to persuade you to stay the night as his house but you didn't want to, he has been a bit secretive lately and you don't know why.

"no, and that is final, I need to go home." he sighs in defeat and pushes you away from him causing you to stumble back and fall to the ground- bashing your head on the small coffee table that stood a few feet away from him.

You groan and then try to stand up. Balancing yourself on the door handle and walk up to scott, pointing at your head.

"We." Sigh  "Are." " sigh  " over. "

He looks towards you with tears forming in his crystal blue eyes. "Please Y/N give me another chance... I am drunk!"

You shake your head as subtly as you possibly could to avoid any more irritation. "No.." You say, tears forming in your Y/ E/ C eyes.

"I've given you enough chances Scott, it doesn't matter if we break up because nobody is going to notice... I'm not the one that doesn't want to make our relationship public!"

You decide to leave before Scott's mom comes downstairs and sees your head because over the past few months, you and her have grown quite close.

"No, Y/N..." The tears are now streaming down his face, falling to the floor at a rapid speed. You've never seen Scott this emotional.

You stop dead in your tracks when you see what he is holding in his hands...

"Why do you think I've been sneaking off lately?"

He opens the small black velvet box and reveals the most beautiful thing ever.

"I've had to work two jobs to make enough money for this because if I asked my mom for $10,000 she would have a heart attack."

Your breath becomes unsteady and you slowly walk towards him, unsure of what to say.

"And before you have a heart attack, I'm not gonna ask to marry you yet...it's a promise ring."

His eyes are red and puffy and thank God you don't know what your eyes look like.

"Its a promise...a promise that my heart will be yours and your heart will be mine and that one day we'll get married and live happily ever after."   You hug him with all of your strength and then you both kiss.

He slides the ring into your finger and then the rest of the night was perfect...