A/N: Hey, Gallagher Girl Fans! This is my 2nd GG story, and I love the series! OMG, I just read the most hilarious story, 15 ways to ruin a proposal, but it was really mean to my poor little Zachy. *huggles zachy

Tonight I was going to propose to Cammie. Here are the things I decided NOT to do and why:

-put a ring in her wine glass because it could choke her

-put the ring on a breadstick because she could get mad, then hit me with the breadstick

-order a fortune cookie asking Cam to marry me because the order could get messed up

So, I was going propose the old-fashioned way; I would get down on one knee during a spaghetti dinner at my house.

When Cam got here, she rang to door bell and I walked over to the door, looked in the little mirror beside it, and made sure I looked presentable. Deep Breath, Zach. You can do this. It'll be fine, I thought to myself.

I opened the door and gasped. There was Cammie, looking absolutely gorgeous in her sleek, floor-length green silk dress, her hair done up, and her make-up done just amazing. "Cammie, you look amazing," I said, my eyes feeling like they were out of my skull.

She blushed. "Thanks, Zach," she replied shyly. I put my arms around her. She hugged me back and pecked my cheek, then sat on the couch by the door. I grinned, then shut the door with one hand. I snuck towards Cam, and began to kiss her. "Not now, Zach," she moaned.

"Why not?" I asked between kisses.

"Because," she answered. "I just spent 5 hours getting all glammed up, and I'm not gonna waste it in 10 minutes."

"For your information," I replied, pretending to be taken aback, "I have been better than 10 minutes since I was about 15 years old."

She looked at me all sexy. "Oh, Zach, you know I know that." She looked at me deviously.

I grinned evilly. "Should we eat first, then?" I asked her.

She hesitated, staring right into my eyes, then nodded.

"Okay," I gave in, then got off of her. I held out my hand to help her up.

She took my hand, and then my arm, while I walked her to the table, set up like an Italian Restaurant.

"What's with all this?" she asked as she sat down carefully, as thought the chair could break if she wasn't careful.

"Oh, nothing," I replied casually, sitting down across from her. "It just so happens to be our 10th anniversary as boyfriend/girlfriend."

"Oh. Oh, my God, Zach! I totally forgot! I'm so sorry, hon!" she exclaimed.

I laughed. "You know," I replied, "It's usually the male who forgets the anniversary."

She kicked me.

"Uh, ow!" I said.

"So that hurt?"

"Yea!" I answered, rubbing my shin.

"Good. You deserved it." She picked up her fork and ate a big, sloppy, forkful of spaghetti.

I laughed again. "What?" she asked with her mouth full.

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"Okay," she replied, swallowing the spaghetti. "So, that explains the spaghetti," she said, out of the blue.

I gave her a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"You're a romantic. Majorly."

I tried to look bashful. "I know."

A/N: Like it? I know it's kinda cheesy, but I hope you like it anyway. Please R&R! I love hearing from you! Please review! Love, fcg2