Niamh's pov..
I was walking home from work, it was a warm but light night, it felt nice to have the breeze of air through my hair and the noise of cars going by.
My thoughts got distracted as my phone went, I looked at the caller id and a huge smile appeared on my face as I answered it.
"Hey baby, what you doing right now?" My boyfriend joel peat of 3 years asked me..
"Nothin much babe, just walking out of work and then going home".
"Fancy coming somewhere with me?" He says and I could practically hear the smile..
"Sure.. Where are you?" I asked looking around.
"I'm just a little further.."
"I can see you" he says.
"Joel you sound like a creepy lunatic" I say with a laugh as does he..
"Hey" I hear a husky voice and I squint my eyes and joels standing there in a shirt and lights hanging from the trees that are near us, he also lit candles.
"Joel" I breathe out and I smile at him.
"Niamh, there's something I want to ask you.. Will you o me the biggest honour of becoming my wife" he bends down and holds the box in his hands.
"Yes, yes joel. I love you so much" I wrap my arms around him and music starts to play (video on the side)..
"Joel you are to cheesy" I laugh and he smiles.
"But I wouldn't change it for anything else in the world" and I kiss him.
