(A/N): As you may or may not be able to tell, I'm going on a massive update binge. I wrote this today in class so that I could upload ten stories officially. Shameless fluff with a LITTLE angst thrown in there... Read, review, ENJOY! =D
Disclaimer: No. Shut up. Just... no.
"No," I said simply, turning away. My arms crossed my torso of their own accord. I felt a pair of thick, strong arms wrap their way around dmy waist.
"Please?" Noah said hopefully, his breath tickling my ear. I shivered and leaned into his touch. "C'mon babe; please?" I stepped forward, shaking off his embrace.
"I just… I can't," I sighed softly, leaning back against the door.
"But why?" He asked desperately, shifting his weight in front of me.
"Noah," I said firmly, putting my hands on his arms. "You know I love you. But… I just can't do this," I took my hands back, wrapping my arms around myself, feeling vulnerable. "I'm so sorry, Noah; I know what this might mean for our relationship."
I closed my eyes sadly at the thought. Suddenly, I was tugged gently into a warm embrace.
"Babe," he said exasperatedly. "You're not getting rid of me that easy. I'm willing to wait for you to be ready…" he said sincerely, but awkwardly. I could tell that he was feeling uncomfortable with showing his feelings. I opened my eyes to stare straight into his chocolatey orbs. "I love you. And I'll wait for you forever."
I smiled tearily, and reached up to cup his face with one hand. I stroked his rough cheek with my thumb for a moment, then leaned in to press a chaste kiss to his lips. I pulled back, still smiling.
"Is it stupid that I'm so afraid to marry you?" I asked shakily. "Part of me thinks that I'm really just afraid that I've only dreamt these past few years with you… the best years of my life," I shrugged, pressing my face into his broad shoulder.
He chuckled slightly, squeezing me tighter.
"Well, if we are dreaming… let's just say that you won't be the only one waking up disappoingted."
I pulled back to look at him questioningly, and he just smiled sincerely. I stared at him for a bit longer, thinking hard. After a few minutes, he shifted uncomfortably, chuckling a bit.
"What is it babe?" he asked. I kept on analyzing him. When he finally opened his mouth again to speak, I pressed my lips to his quickly.
"Fine! I'll marry your sorry ass!" I gave in, smacking his arm. "But I get to wear white."
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
(A/N): Yup, pretty awesome. I got to make this brief. I wrote this for someone... you know who you are!
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