I had made my way through that awful place they called a mall, managing to sneak out without being noticed by anyone. I knew people knew who I was, but none of them had bothered to stop me. I was thankful, because God knew what would happen if a fan noticed I was carrying a bag from a jewelery store! I sat quietly in my car, parked in the driveway and thought to myself. I was calming myself down, waiting for the right moment to go in and ask her! I was nervous, and I felt like I was going to puke. Not that these feelings were anything new, because since I had met Kim, things were so....... weird!
I got out of the car, grabbing the small bag that was sitting next to me. I walked up the front porch and ran my hands through my hair..... it was good! Everything was going to be fine. Or so I thought. I walked into the house, placing my car keys down on the table in the foyer. My dad was sitting on the couch with Taylor, thumbing through some old pictures and letters from fans. Looked like they had dug out the old boxes of fan letters.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" I asked standing behind them.
"Holy shit! What the fuck?" Taylor hollered.
"Taylor, watch your damn mouth!" Dad hollered back.
"You just swore, yet you're telling me to watch my mouth?" Taylor shook his head. "Zac, what did you do?"
"What? You don't like it?" I asked.
"Like it? I mean........ dude, you CUT your hair! And didn't ask us to go with you or anything!" Taylor said standing up quickly and grabbing my face into his hands. I tilted my head away, afraid he was gonna try to kiss me or something.
"Yeah, I cut my hair off. I like it. I thought it was time for a change."
"Change....... something wrong with your hair before?" Dad asked.
"Nah, I just wanted something different." I smiled.
"I like it, it looks very mature." Dad smiled back.
"It's ok. I hope mom doesn't freak out."
"Taylor, I'm 18 years old, not 5!"
"Yeah, go upstairs and show mom then." He grinned evilly.
"Eat me." I said quietly, flipping him the bird.
"Zachary Walker, you better put that finger back down unless you want it broke off and shoved down your throat!" Dad said swatting my hand away.
"Dad, he started it. He won't leave me alone for crying out loud! He always gets away with crap!"
"Stop it, both of you. Or I'm going to ground you both."
I shook my head and walked upstairs. It was only hair for Christ's sake! It would grow back, and I liked it. I didn't think it was that bad. I smiled again and opened the door to my room. Kim was sitting with her back to me, listening to something on the stereo. I walked up behind her and placed the bag onto the bed. I gently placed my hands over her eyes and put my lips against her ear.
"Well, hello there." I breathed.
"Mmm, you better stop that. I'll lose it."
"Promise?" I whispered against her ear. I knew it was driving her crazy, she was squirming quite a bit.
"Yes." She exhaled sharply and grabbed my left hand and pulled me toward her.
"Did you miss me?"
"Of course I did." She replied.
"Well, I hope you don't freak out....... but I did something." I smiled to myself.
"Oh yeah? What?" She asked turning slowly towards me.
"Well........"
"Oh Zac, it looks beautiful. I love it! You look great either way, but I really like it." She smiled.
"Thank God, Taylor threw a bitch fit over it!" I laughed.
She ran her hands through it roughly and held my face in her hands.
"You look beautiful." She kissed my lips lightly and leaned her head against my chest.
"Thank you. I have something for you."
"Why did you buy me something? It's your birthday this week......"
"So, I seem to remember you saying your birthday was in July. So, consider this a late birthday present." I smiled again and reached behind me, grasping the bag in my hand tightly.
"You didn't have to buy me anything."
"I know I didn't..... I wanted to." I smiled as I mocked her words from the day before. I held the bag out to her and she smiled up at me.
She took the bag and opened it, pulling the small box out that was wrapped in shiny silver paper with a small gold bow on top. She pulled the bow off slowly and flipped the box over, running her finger through the tape, it opened slightly and she turned it back over, pulling the paper off. She held the box in her hand, the small red velvet box. The box that held my future inside of it. She opened it slowly and put her hand over her mouth. Tears streamed down her face and she looked up at me.
"Zac....... what is this for?"
"Kim, I love you. I love you more than anything in this entire world. I'm not asking you to marry me right away, but..... without you in my life, I'm incomplete, and I need you with me. I prayed every night for someone to be with me, someone that would understand me. Someone who could complete me in a way that not even music does. God answered my prayers Kim, the day he sent you to me. So what I'm asking, is for you to promise me your hand in marriage. I want you to promise yourself to me, and only me. And I swear, if you do this for me, I will promise myself to you, forever. I want you to be my future, and the mother of my children. Will you promise to be mine forever?" I glanced at her hand holding the ring, and I grabbed the box lightly from her. I pulled the ring out of the box and got down on the floor in front of her, taking her hand in mine. "I love you Kim, Please......."
"Oh Zac, I love you so much."
"Kim...... I'm dying here..... Please." I begged.
"I......."
I leaned forward, grasping her hand tightly in my own, the ring box shaking in my other hand. I felt as if I'd been waiting forever for her answer......... then it came...........
"Oh Zac, of course I will promise myself to you." She was crying, as was I. Tears flowed down my cheeks, my eyes were stinging slightly. I slipped the ring onto her finger, to my own surprise, it was the right size! I looked down at her finger, which now, in a way...... belonged to me. It was beautiful, the ring glistening on her finger lightly. It wasn't anything flashy, just the way I'd asked. It was white gold with two hearts linked together, and two diamonds inside the hearts and two diamonds on each side........ our hearts, locked together, forever!
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