He had been acting strange lately. Everytime he was busy on his phone and you leaned over to see what he was doing, he turned the screen away from you. When he got phonecalls, he left the room instead of how he used to just answer right in front of you because he never had anything to hide.
Its been two weeks since he returned from a six month tour, and you felt like he was being distant. Who was he always talking to? It was your two year anniversary in two days, and he was barely spending any time with you.
One day, while you were laying in bed, he got up to go to the bathroom, leaving his phone behind. You really didn't want to, you wanted to trust him, but you found yourself leaning over and picking up his cellphone. It vibrated once again with a message, and you tried unlocking the phone to see the message. He changed his password.
You were about to try again when the phone vibrated again, this time with a phone call, the name 'Natalie' flashing onto the screen. You didn't know what to do, and before you knew it, had the phone pressed against your ear.
"Mike, you need to come over earlier bec-" You cut the female with a squeaky voice off before she could finish.
"Who the is this?" You asked.
"Uh-" She started, just when Michael entered the room.
"What are you doing with my phone?" He questioned. You hung up just when the female was about to speak again.
You got out of bed and started getting dressed, picking up your clothing from the floor.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Leaving." You said simply, struggling to put your shoes back on.
"No, baby wait. This is not what you think." He said in a rush.
"Is this why you have been acting so strange lately? Because of her?" You asked, trying hard not to cry.
"(Y/N), baby. Its not like that."
"Then what Michael!?"
He sighed. "This was supposed to be a surprise."
"Cheating on me was supposed to be a surprise?"
"Its not like that (Y/N)!" He raised his voice. You chose to ignore him, shrugging on your jacket and walking out of the room. "(Y/N)!" He called after you. "She was helping me plan something for our anniversary tomorrow because I wanted to ask you to marry me and you know I suck at all that romantic shit!" He shouted just as you were about to walk out the door. You froze. He was going to ask you to marry him? "Why would you even think that I would do that to you? I'm not like the others and you know it. I'm madly in love with you and wouldn't be able to live with myself if I broke your heart."
"I'm so sorry Mike." You whispered, turning around to face your bright red haired boyfriend. "I didn't know what else to think. You were acting so strange lately and when that phone call came in, I immediately assumed the worst."
"I love you, and you should know that I would never ever do that to you." He said, putting his arms around you and connecting your lips.
"I'm sorry." You mumbled against his lips.
"It's okay." He said. You pulled away seconds later, breaking the kiss.
"So, wait, you were going to ask me to marry you?" You asked, suddenly remembering what he had said.
"Guess the surprise is ruined now." He mumbled to himself.
"I'll pretend like I didn't know." You smirked. You leaned up to whisper something in his ear. "Maybe it will be a yes." You smiled, kissing him on the cheek and running back to the bedroom.
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