What are yo doing?,'' Micha asks as Seth takes a picture of her.
She is wearing grey sweats, a white shirt, and her hair is in a messy ponytail.
''I wanna reember how you look in this moment,'' he smiles before kissing her.
We are all at my house, studying.
I am wearing blue jeans, a yellow shirt, and my hair is down.
''You look gorgeous,'' Jared smiles at me.
''Thanks,'' I blush.
See that? Jared still makes me blush.
I roll over so my head is on his lap and I can look up at him.
''I love you,'' I smile.
''I love you, too.''
He kisses my forehad, and I sigh.
''Kimmy,'' he says to me.
''Hm,'' I mutter.
''Come down to the beach with me,'' he asks, and I get up.
Micha and Seth are still kissing eachother, but that will probably go on for a while.
We walk down the beach, holding hands and sharing an oddly comfortable silence.
The wind gently brings my hair off of my shoulders.
''So...what did you wanna talk about?''
He shrugs,'' I...I really wanted to do this in a better way...but I don't think I can wait as long as I planned to.''
''Jared...,'' I say cautiously as he gets o one knee.
''Kimberly Annelise Marriane Conweller...when we are done with highschool...will you marry me?''
I stare, shocked. This isn't real. There is no engagment ring.
So I run. I run as fast as I can to the playground and sit on a swing.
I need some time to think. My thoughts are alll swirling around in my head. Jared. Ring. Marriage. . Family...glee.
I groan and put my head in my hands. It's impossible to think when te love of your life is calling your name.
''Don't...please don't run from me like that ever again,'' he begs, out of breath.
''Why do you want to marry me,'' I ask him ,''That's not part of the plan.''
''What,'' he asks me, clearly confused.
''The plan. The plan was for us to go to college, get jobs, and then get married.''
''You planned our life together? Babe...as much as I love her...this isn't a Taylor Swift music video. We're not normal. We never have been. And all I want is you by my side,'' he smiles.
(A/N My sisters and I say that alot. We always kind of thougt it would be cool if it was like the Mine and Our Song music videos.)
''I want one,'' I tell him.
''Then...then we will have the Jared and Kim music video.''
I smile. He always knows how to make me smile.
''So...what is your awnser,'' he asks me, hope in his eyes.
''Yes,'' I laugh as I kiss him.
He smiles and slides the ring onto my finger.
On Monday, we are sitting in glee when Mr. Jenks asks us who wants too sing.
I raise my hand.
''I wrote a song for me and Jared...the other songs just didn't fit.''
I sit on the stool, and I play my guitar.
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, ?Baby is something wrong?
I say, ?Nothing I was just thinking
How we don't have a song? and he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
I was walking up the front porch steps
After everything that day
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well, on my way
To my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song
He smiles, walks up, and wraps his arms aorund me before kissing me.
We walk back to our seat together, and I think of my favorite memory with Jared.
Flashback-
Jared is sitting on the dining room table, and I sit across from him.
I lean across and kiss him.
''Have I told you lately how much I love you,'' he whispers as he touches my cheek.
''Not nearly as much as I love you,'' I smile.
He rolls his eyes and laughs ,''I think I love you more.''
''Thanks,'' I smile.
We sit there in scilence. No one is saying anything. But somehow...that silence seems to say everything.
I look over, and Micha is staring at Seth.
''So...why don't we have a song?''
Seth looks at me.
''Oops,'' I mouth with a smile.
He sighs and rest his head on her shoulder.
Jared and I laugh, soprano and bass mixing together in perfect harmony.
Okay...so I told my husband...and he is happy!
Disclaimer-Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight. Taylor Swift owns the song...and by the way I love Taylor Swift and her music. She is a good influece, and she has talent.
