Okay! I just had this out-of-no-where thought that this is how Ian and propose to Erin. It is sooo cool! I think…Lol!!

We'd been walking around the mall, hand in hand for at least a few hours now, and I noticed he seemed …strange. I would small up at him, but he could only return me with a small grin. Usually, Ian was confident and outgoing. Now he was jumpy and nervous. It made me worry.

'You wanna get something to eat?' he asked as we walked out of the music store.

I noticed his voice went an octave higher at 'eat'.

'Sure,' I smiled, timidly.

By now I was thinking the worse. After three years, maybe he was getting bored with me. I began to take shallow breathes and waited for the breakup speech. Something changed as we entered the busy food court.

We took a seat in the crowded food court and Ian grabbed us some lunch. And as he strode back, he seemed more relaxed now. I could still see the nervousness deep in his eyes, but it was washing away with each step he took closer to me.

'Here you go, pip' he said, giving me his grin.

I took the sandwich in shaking hands and un-wrapped the sandwich. That's when I began to peer around us. Stares were boring into us from every direction and I saw some murmuring to one another.

I gulped out of fear and panic. Ian, though, seemed perfectly relaxed. Did he not notice the stares we were getting? Or was this his plan? Pure humiliation?! I began sweating at my palms. A reaction for when I was nervous.

I looked upwards at the top level and saw Wendy, Kevin, Julie and Jason all staring and grinning down at us.

My eyebrows fixed together in confusion, I dropped my eyes to Ian.

'I have this problem,' he began.

I bit my lip to stop myself from speaking a word. To my astounded ears, a chuckle echoed around.

'You see, I have this….' Ian grabbed something from his back pocket.

And when I looked down at his hands, I gasped. In his black painted nails, he held a gold band with six diamonds and a large purple diamond in the middle.

'….and I don't know what to do with it'. Ian finished.

More laughs bounced off the walls in food court. I let out a loud, sort-of yelp/scream, and Ian gave me his crooked grin. I let my head drop onto the table to hide the red tomato blush growing on my cheeks. I could feel my shoulders shaking as I let free a relieved laugh.

'I was wondering if you would help me,' Ian chuckled.

I lifted my head and saw his grin playing at his lips.

'You asshole,' I laughed. 'You had me scared to death!'

I heard many people laugh at us, but I didn't care. I then dropped my head to the table again.

'Will you help me?'

From where my hands were lying, I lifted my left and held it to Ian. He slid it on and I looked up again. Tears rolled happily down my cheeks as I gazed at Ian.

I could tell, from inside his eyes that he wanted me forever. And I wanted him. The ring was long forgotten as I stood up, walked the few steps to Ian, sat on the table facing him and said:

'Now can we eat?'

As weird as it sounds, I'd loved to be proposed like that. Something sooo off the tracks. Not done before. Though, I would like to wait a few more years. Hehe.

Plz, review your comments or criticism and tell me: how would like to be proposed.