Late Last Night

Chapter 26

Chapter Twenty – Six

"If you want it, take it I should have said it before. Tried to hide it, fake it. I can't pretend anymore."-Break Free- Ariana Grande

Five Years Later

"Max!" I yelled. "Max!"

"Yes, I'm coming, gosh." I heard my little brother say. I put my hands on my hips and waited for him to come down the steps. Max finally reached the last step and looked at me with eyes. My mother's eyes.

I ignored his puppy brown eyes and pointed to the jacket on the ground.

"What did I tell you about leaving your things around the house?" I asked. My voice was pretty level if I do say so myself, but I am losing patience and I am losing it fast.

"To not do it?" he asked. He cocked his head to the side and looked at me in a way that reminded me of when he was just 4 and started living with me.

"Are you asking or telling?" I countered.

"Telling!" he said, and I could hear the attitude. He hoped down the last step, something I told him not to do, and then jogged to the jacket. I watched him pick it up, about to make a smart comment on how hard that single movement was when he began to laugh.

"This isn't even my jacket," he smirked.

"What do you mean?" I asked. Max held the jacket out to me and I snatched it away from him.

He was right, the jacket was way too big for him. And to think of it, it did look familiar.

"Lucas!" I yelled.

Max laughed again and ran away when I glared at him. He was smart too, I thought, looking into Lucas' jacket pocket for something to throw at him. I came upon a small box, but Max was too far.

I heard Lucas hopping down the stairs, which I told him not to do either. But he was still as mischievous as ever, I swear he's more of a 9 year old than Max.

"Yes, my love." He said. I looked over at him and even though his blue green eyes, deep voice and sexy smile made me melt, I still was angry.

"Didn't I tell you to put away your stuff?" I asked, holding out his jacket. His eyes widened, a little too much for just a jacket.

"Uh, yeah your right my bad." He laughed nervously. He walked over to me and attempted to take the jacket.

"Wait, what's wrong? What are you hiding?" I finally looked down at the box in my hand.

"Nothing!" he said, his voice high pitched and his eyes shifty. I've known this man for 6 years now and as much as he loves to act like he's a mystery, I know him pretty well.

"Lucas." I said slowly. "What's in this box?" He didn't answer, and tried to reach for it, but I kept it out his reach.

"Come on, either you tell me or I open it." I declared.

"Fine! You annoying woman." He reached further and snatched the box out of my hand. He grudgingly opened it and showed it to me.

"Are you happy know, you just ruined everything."

But I could barely hear him, on account of the humming noise in my head. Wedding bells.

"You idiot! You got me a ring?" I yelled, yanking the ring out of my boyfriend's hands. "Holy shit!"

"This is not how I imagined it." He groaned. "But I should have known you would ruin it."

"Shut up," I said, but I was smiling. He grinned back at me and leaned down. Our lips touched and I got the same feeling I had from the first time we kissed.

"Did you just ask me to marry you Lucas Tale?" I smiled when we broke apart. He leaned back and pushed the hair out of my face.

"Only if you're saying yes, Nadya Sterling... Lacy?"

I nodded vigorously, a little bit too much, considering my forehead knocked into his mouth.

"Ow!" I yelled. "You have a tough mouth!" I grimaced.

"What and your tough egg head doesn't hurt?" Lucas snapped.

We continued to argue just like that for quite a while, ignoring my brother and my best friend shaking their heads at us.

"Well that was just so romantic," Ronnie quipped, snapping pictures with his phone.

"What do you expect?" Max shrugged. "They're both idiots."

THE END 

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