Chapter 4:
Dil's POV:
Phil has been acting very strange all day, well, stranger than usual. Lil probably knows something.
"Lil?" I ask her, "Has Phil been acting weird to you today?"
She smirked. "Um..no.." She then giggled.
"O..kay?" I ask confused, why is she acting weird too?
I walk away to go to the bathroom, but I get called back. It was Phil calling me, and everyone was looking at me.
"What are you doing?" I ask him. He looks down at the tree in the corner of the living room.
"I want to give you your present now." He says. I nod, still confused as to why everyone was looking. He kneels down and pulls out the small black velvet box I saw him put there earlier.
"Dil," He starts. "Ever since I was 12, I had this weird feeling about you. When you walked into a room my heart would start to beat really fast. I would be blushing bright red, and I never knew why, until you came out when you were 13. Then I realised, I was in love with you. I couldn't believe my luck, when you were 15 and I was 16, you agreed to be my boyfriend, now 5 years later, we're still going strong," He stopped to grab the box and opened it. In the corner of my eye I could see Lil crying and filming on her phone.
He opens the box and I let out a sob, It was a beautiful silver ring, with diamond studs going around it.
"Dylan Prescott Pickles, will you marry me?" He finally asks. I was speechless. I definitely was not expecting all that to happen.
Everyone was staring at me, obviously wanting me to say yes, after a few seconds, I nod, not being able to talk. Everyone starts yelling and Phil gets up and puts the beautiful ring on my finger.
I fling my arms around his neck hugging him tightly.
"Well, is this the best Christmas you've ever had?" He asks.
"The best Christmas? The best day of my life!" I answer back.
"So, will you tell this to our kids?" He chuckles.
I nod.
"Definitely."
Oh my god writing proposals is so hard. Never doing that again..
Sorry this took so long, I was ill.
Thanks to Noiz-4-Boiz for actually wanting to write a story with me. :)
