The Monster Under my Bed

biri

Monday, March 14, 20XX
8:45 am

"Happy birthday, Blakely," he says, wrapping and arm around my shoulders.

I lean my head against his shoulder and smile up at him. "I don't know how to thank you, Damien, for all that you've done for me this past year..."

"You don't have to." He brushes a lock of hair behind my ear and smiles that handsome smile of his. "Just you being here is thanks enough."

He must have seen the confusion pop up on my face because he laughs and covers his face with a hand. He looks down at my face through his fingers and says, "You know I love you, right?"

I bury my face in my hands. I was not expecting that. Not at all.

He puts a hand on my cheek and turns my face to him. I lower my hands a bit to peek at his face

He's smiling. But it's not his usual smile. Its the type of smile that makes you feel like there's a flower if hope and happiness blooming in your chest.

"Princess," he says, gently pulling my hands away from my face. "I'm going to ask you the question, alright?"

I nod and look into the eyes that I had been avoiding for the past like thirty seconds.

"Blakely," he murmurs, his face inching closer and closer to mine. "Will you be my girlfriend?"