Brad imagine for Emily

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It was you and Brad's two year anniversary today, and last night you'd traveled to Paris for the weekend to celebrate. Brad's parents had paid as apparently Brad had spent 'a lot of money on a special surprise for you.'

You turned on your side to face your sleeping boyfriend, yet you could only see a cute little tuft of brown curls sticking out from under the covers. You smiled, stroking his soft hair. He stirred in his sleep.

"Morning baby," you smiled at him. He poked his eyes out from under the sheets adorably.

"Morning Em," he smiled back. "You ready for today?"

"Yep," you replied, standing up and making your way over to the bathroom where you had a quick shower and did your makeup. As there were two bathrooms where you were staying, Brad had also finished getting ready by the time you had so you went downstairs to get breakfast together.

You and Brad weren't really the type for eating out for breakfast; you both hated mornings and so preferred to eat before you got ready, however in this case it was the other way round. You both poured yourself some cereal and munched away on it, chatting about how perfect the last two years had been. The whole time Brad was smiling at the cute memories, making your heart flutter.

After a while, Brad led you outside into the car.

"Where are we going, Brad?" You questioned. Brad smiled at tapped his nose, still continuing to drive.

It wasn't long before you reached Le Louvre. You gasped in excitement and disbelief - you'd always dreamed of seeing it.

"That's not all," Brad smiled suspiciously.

After about ten minutes of walking round, Brad took your shoulder and looked you deep in the eye. He took hold of your hand and knelt down as he pressed a loving kiss on to your hand.

"Emily, we've been together for two years now, and they've been the most crazy, extroadinary and incredible two years of my life. I can't imagine not having you here with me." Brad slowly took a cute box of from inside his jacket pocket. "So, Emily, will you... Marry me?" With a tear in your eye, you jumped up into the arms of your loving boyfriend. He smiled into your hair, knowing that Bremily was going to be forever.

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