Meredith was shocked. She didn't know what to say. "Brian...I don't know," she said. "Please Meredith! I love you!" Brian said. "You're drunk, Brian. You don't mean it. You should go lay down, and since you can't get home and I don't want to leave you by yourself, you can stay here," Meredith whispered, pulling him up off the floor and taking him to her room. While she was helping him get into bed, he leaned forward and kissed her. She started to lean into the kiss, but then she pulled back. Brian looked confused. "You should get some sleep," Meredith said, leaving the room and shutting the door.
The next day Brian woke up and looked around the room he was in, confused. He had no idea where he was. Then he realized he was in Meredith's room, and he had a really bad headache. He saw some headache medicine sitting on the nightstand. He took some and got out of the bed. He walked into the living room and saw Meredith sitting on the couch, so he sat down next to her. "What did I do last night?" he asked. "Well, you got drunk and came here, and then...," Meredith replied, looking down. She looked upset. "What?" He asked. "You..you told me you loved me...and then...you asked me to marry you," Meredith said quietly. Brian started to remember everything that had happened. "Oh...," he said. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it. You were drunk," Meredith said.
"Well...I'll just go ahead and leave," Brian said, getting up. Meredith didn't say anything. He got his keys and left. When he got to his car, he drove home as fast as he could. He couldn't believe what he had done. When he got home, he got something to eat, watched tv for a little while, then went to bed. He wanted to forget about everything.
After Brian left Meredith called Denise. "Can I come over? I really need to talk to you about something. It's about Brian, he came over yesterday," Meredith said. Denise could tell that Meredith was really upset about something. "Sure!" Denise replied. "Okay. I'll be there in a few minutes," Meredith said. When Meredith got there Denise pulled her inside and took her to her room. In her room, there were a bunch of pillows and blankets set up on the floor for them to lay on, popcorn, ice cream, candy, and a bunch of movies spread out on the floor for them to watch. "I know when you're upset, Meredith," Denise said. Meredith noticed that Denise was in her pajamas, and she had some laying on her bed for Meredith to change into. Meredith smiled. Denise always knew what to do when she was sad.
After Meredith changed, she went back into Denise's room and layed down next to her on the floor. They picked out a movie, and started watching it. "Okay, what's wrong?" Denise asked a few minutes later. "Well...yesterday Brian came over...and he was drunk. He walked inside and told me he loved me...then...he asked me to marry him!" Meredith replied, looking down with tears in her eyes. "Oh...wow...," Denise said, hugging Meredith. "I didn't know what to say...I told him I didn't know, and that he could stay at my house because he was drunk. When he woke up this morning, I told him what happened and he left," Meredith said. "Well you just need to forget about Brian," Denise said, trying to make her feel better. "I don't think I can. I love him too...and when he asked me to marry him...I wanted to say yes," Meredith said.
The next day Brian called Meredith. "Hey Meredith," Brian said. "Hey," she said. "Would you like to go to dinner with me? Not like a date, just as friends," he said, nervous. "Okay," Meredith said. "Great! I'll pick you up at seven," he told her. He had thought about what he had done when he was drunk, and he knew what he had to do.
At seven, Meredith got in Brian's car and he took her to her favorite restaurant. "Meredith, I need to tell you something," Brian said. They had finished eating, and he had taken her to the park. The were sitting in the grass in the moonlight. "What?" Meredith asked. "I know I was drunk when I asked you to marry me, but I thought about it and...I realized that I do want to marry you," Brian said. Meredith just stood there, shocked. "Meredith, will you marry me?" Brian asked, getting down on one knee and pulling out an engagement ring. "Brian...," Meredith said, tears streaming down her face. "It's okay. I guess I knew you would say no. I just thought I should try, because that's how I really feel. I want to be with you forever. But I understand if you don't," he said, starting to put the ring away, about to cry. "No! I mean, yes!" Meredith said. When he had asked her the first time, she was about to say yes. She loved him. "Yes?" Brian said, looking up at her. "Yes," Meredith whispered, leaning down and kissing him softly on the lips. After the kiss, Brian got the ring out, and slowly slid it onto her finger. "So...I guess we're engaged now," Brian whispered, holding her close to him. "Yeah I guess we are," Meredith replied quietly, smiling.
The next day Brian woke up and looked around the room he was in, confused. He had no idea where he was. Then he realized he was in Meredith's room, and he had a really bad headache. He saw some headache medicine sitting on the nightstand. He took some and got out of the bed. He walked into the living room and saw Meredith sitting on the couch, so he sat down next to her. "What did I do last night?" he asked. "Well, you got drunk and came here, and then...," Meredith replied, looking down. She looked upset. "What?" He asked. "You..you told me you loved me...and then...you asked me to marry you," Meredith said quietly. Brian started to remember everything that had happened. "Oh...," he said. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it. You were drunk," Meredith said.
"Well...I'll just go ahead and leave," Brian said, getting up. Meredith didn't say anything. He got his keys and left. When he got to his car, he drove home as fast as he could. He couldn't believe what he had done. When he got home, he got something to eat, watched tv for a little while, then went to bed. He wanted to forget about everything.
After Brian left Meredith called Denise. "Can I come over? I really need to talk to you about something. It's about Brian, he came over yesterday," Meredith said. Denise could tell that Meredith was really upset about something. "Sure!" Denise replied. "Okay. I'll be there in a few minutes," Meredith said. When Meredith got there Denise pulled her inside and took her to her room. In her room, there were a bunch of pillows and blankets set up on the floor for them to lay on, popcorn, ice cream, candy, and a bunch of movies spread out on the floor for them to watch. "I know when you're upset, Meredith," Denise said. Meredith noticed that Denise was in her pajamas, and she had some laying on her bed for Meredith to change into. Meredith smiled. Denise always knew what to do when she was sad.
After Meredith changed, she went back into Denise's room and layed down next to her on the floor. They picked out a movie, and started watching it. "Okay, what's wrong?" Denise asked a few minutes later. "Well...yesterday Brian came over...and he was drunk. He walked inside and told me he loved me...then...he asked me to marry him!" Meredith replied, looking down with tears in her eyes. "Oh...wow...," Denise said, hugging Meredith. "I didn't know what to say...I told him I didn't know, and that he could stay at my house because he was drunk. When he woke up this morning, I told him what happened and he left," Meredith said. "Well you just need to forget about Brian," Denise said, trying to make her feel better. "I don't think I can. I love him too...and when he asked me to marry him...I wanted to say yes," Meredith said.
The next day Brian called Meredith. "Hey Meredith," Brian said. "Hey," she said. "Would you like to go to dinner with me? Not like a date, just as friends," he said, nervous. "Okay," Meredith said. "Great! I'll pick you up at seven," he told her. He had thought about what he had done when he was drunk, and he knew what he had to do.
At seven, Meredith got in Brian's car and he took her to her favorite restaurant. "Meredith, I need to tell you something," Brian said. They had finished eating, and he had taken her to the park. The were sitting in the grass in the moonlight. "What?" Meredith asked. "I know I was drunk when I asked you to marry me, but I thought about it and...I realized that I do want to marry you," Brian said. Meredith just stood there, shocked. "Meredith, will you marry me?" Brian asked, getting down on one knee and pulling out an engagement ring. "Brian...," Meredith said, tears streaming down her face. "It's okay. I guess I knew you would say no. I just thought I should try, because that's how I really feel. I want to be with you forever. But I understand if you don't," he said, starting to put the ring away, about to cry. "No! I mean, yes!" Meredith said. When he had asked her the first time, she was about to say yes. She loved him. "Yes?" Brian said, looking up at her. "Yes," Meredith whispered, leaning down and kissing him softly on the lips. After the kiss, Brian got the ring out, and slowly slid it onto her finger. "So...I guess we're engaged now," Brian whispered, holding her close to him. "Yeah I guess we are," Meredith replied quietly, smiling.