"Congratulations again Alana." Larissa laughed down the phone, "This is so exciting."
"I know, I can't believe it." I grinned, looking at the ring and how it sparkled in the light, "Now it's just you and Michael who need to get engaged."
"I don't think that'll be for a while yet." She laughed.
"How is my beautiful fiance to-" I cut Luke off, pushing him out of the door.
"Hey Larissa, I have to go, I'll text you or whatever."
"Don't get too carried away with Luke." She giggled, cutting off the phone.
I pulled open the door, a pissed off Luke leaning on the door frame. I grinned at him, pulling him in by his shirt. He smiled down at me, kissing my lips softly.
"So, you've told Larissa?" He smirked, still holding onto me.
"Yep! She'll be the chief bridesmaid, mum kinda dibbed the maid of honour slot." I laughed.
"Ashton and Michael will be my best men."
I nodded, pulling away and walking around my room. This all hadn't sunk in yet. I was getting married to Luke and we were going to be happy. I know we're going to be happy because we love each other. The ring was beautiful, God, so beautiful. I was in utter Heaven with the man of my dreams.
"So hey, I was thinking.." Luke said, grabbing my waist and placing me on his lap, "We should start looking at houses if we're going to get married."
"Yeah, we should. But, one question, how many kids do you want?" I asked, twisting round to look at him.
"At least 3." Luke grinned.
I nodded, agreeing with him. It was funny how much Luke and I had in common yet we also had very contrasting personalities and ideas. We had so much to plan now, so much to do. But we could do it. As long as he was by my side, I feel like I could achieve anything. It's funny how that one person can walk into your life and change your whole perspective on so many things and they can make you stronger and wow, it's actually happened, to me!
Luke was that perfect boy who you want to love and want them to love you but you can never be with them except, I can actually be with Luke and we can be in love. And get married.
"You're a dream Alana Morris." Luke blushed, cuddling into me, "Or should I say, Alana-Soon-To-Be-Hemmings?"
I giggled, "That's cute. You're also a dream."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
A kiss is just a kiss until you find the one you love. A hug is just a hug until you find the one you're always thinking of. A dream is just a dream until it comes true. Love was just a word until the day I met you.
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Fanfictioni drew him in my world, i write him in my lines. i want to be his girl; he was never meant as mine. i drew him in my world, he's always on my mind; i draw his every line, it hurts when he's unkind. i drew him in my world, i draw him all the time; bu...
