Kylers POV
Warped tour has been over for at least a month now and I was upset.
Vic had gone back to San Fransisco along with Mike, Tony, Jaime, and Alisa. Gillian returned to Atlanta. So I was back with my brothers.
I had absolutely no contact with the guys. Even though I'm still upset about the whole Baby thing, I can't help but miss Vic. He's my everything. I loved him.
I let a tear slip from my eye. I literally miss him so much that it hurts. I interrupted my thinking by picking up the tv remote, and flipping through the shows. Nothing was on to satisfy my boredom.
I was so caught up in my day dreams, that I didn't even notice that my phone Was ringing.
"Hello?" my soft voice cracked.
"Kyler?" I froze. This couldn't be him.
"Kyler baby"
It was him.
"Vic?" I whispered. I heard him chuckle on the other end.
"Yes, it's me." he spoke softly, almost if he didn't want to startle me. My stomach clenched with excitement and sadness.
"I missed you so much" my voice quivered. "Go to your kitchen and look out the back door" I could basically hear his smile.
Suspiciously, I did as I was told, and slowly opened the door.
Butterflies swarmed my stomach and tears filled my eyes. Vic was standing outside the door with a bouquet of white roses.
He smiled warmly. "I love you Kyler, always have, always will. I'm so amazed by how beautiful you are, I have never met a woman that can amount to your beauty." he spoke beautifully. He got down on one knee and looked up to me.
"Before you freak out, this is not a marriage proposal. It's more of a promise."
I nodded anyway
"I know I have deceived you, upset you, did everything wrong in a relationship. But I still can't help but fall for you. I fall deeper with each and every mistake you and I make. I love you more and more with every scar and cut you make. I'm in love with you, Kyler. and I promise, I will love you until the day I die."
I couldn't stop crying. Vic confessed his love for me, and slid a promise ring onto my finger. The couldn't get even more perfect.
Vic then brought my wrist to his soft lips, delicately planting warm kisses across the adorned skin.
I spoke to soon about this being anymore perfect. This was TOO perfect.
"I'll pick you up at 7" he spoke softly. I hugged him one last time before he kissed my cheek and walked out of the back yard gates.
I can't wait for this date.
