Teen Dad

I Think I Want To Marry You

Dedication: twerking4dylan, because yes I love your name. You go ahead and twerk for Dylan. :') I'll twerk with you.

Dylan looks so damn hot in the The Maze Runner. Like, yes I'm going to watch that movie! So hawttt♡

Song For This Chapter:

"Tattoo." By: Hunter Hayes

Song For The Next Chapter:

"Cause if I got you I don't need money, I don't need cars. Girl, your my all."

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Chapter 24: I Think I Want To Marry You

Tonight's the night. The night, it finally happens. It all happens tonight.

Scott and Isaac sat at a table across from each other. Their faces had smiles present, as they talked and basically enjoyed each other's company.

"I love you," Scott smiled looking into Isaac's blue eyes. Personally, that was one of things Scott loved most about Isaac.

Isaac's cheeks heated up all the way up to the tip of his ears smiling down, "I love you too, Scott."

"So Isaac," Scott lips twitched up at the ends, "I've put a lot of thought into this. And I know for sure that this is right. Even though we're still teenagers and in high sch--"

"What are you trying to say?" Isaac's head angled to the side, a confused look plastered on his perfect face.

"Uhh--" All the confidence he had just faded away like the snap of a finger. Maybe it was Isaac, he always knew Isaac had that affect on him. It was just his smile, his personality, his eyes, it was just him. "Nothing, it was nothing. Never mind."

"Okay," Isaac drawled out the word awkwardly, going back to picking at his food slowly.

"So you liking this date so far?" Scott asked trying to kill the awkwardness. The tension for Scott was rising.

"Yeah, I really like this place," he commented looking around the room with a smile looking over the fancy decor.

The Victorian gold and blue, the tan, and black trims. This place was all out fancy, the only thing on Isaac's mind was how Scott afforded this place to eat at. And of course what he was going to say earlier, which he know regrets because he wants to know.

"Good," that was his reply before sloppily going back to eating his spaghetti. I mean, just go right in there.

"Scott," Isaac called, "What did you want to say earlier. Before you know..."

All the color drained from Scott's face, he can't ask it now. He doesn't have the courage for it, he can't do this. It's no!

"Uhh, I'll be right back," Scott jumped up racing to the bathroom, not bothering to wait for his boyfriends reply. Cause that's all he'll ever be, his boyfriend.

Scott didn't even care when he opened the door and it almost hit someone in the face. He could really care less, he just needed to relax.

After checking under the stall doors, and making sure no one else came in he closed and locked the door. Standing in front of the sink, splashing cool water on his face.

You can do this it's just a question, Scott thought to himself, Just a question?! The most important question ever!

There was a knock on the door, "Uhh sir?" The frail voice asked.

"What?"

"I--I really need to wazz," the stranger spoke throught the door. Scott went to the door unlocking seeing a blonde, green eyed cute waiter.

"Enjoy your wazz," He flaied his arms in the air. Storming back to his table, sitting down almost missing the seat.

"Okay, your back and your mad," Isaac looked at him with sad blue eyes and hooded eyelashes.

"I'm not mad." Scott huffed out a large breath, forcing a smile on his face staring into Isaac's eyes.

"Then what were you going to say?"

Sorry guys I didn't update last week cause Tuesday, I went to see If I Stay and I cried so bad! And Wednesday, I went to a football game that lasted way longer than expected, so yeahhh...That happened. Byeee!