Author's note: Last chapter! Weird huh? Well, anyways, please read and review, and there will be a sequel to this!
Summer was around the corner. Craig sat on the steps of his house, strumming a song he had wrote months earlier.
"Everything was once a blur. I'm scared to fall, because I know I'll never be able to get back up again. I've fallen for you, and I can't get up"
Months before, in November, Quinn was taken to the hospital. Craig had identified her, and her mother, was notified immediately. She had suffered slight damage, but had been in a coma for about two months. She had been taken to "Sunset Creek" to deal with her depression. She had only seen Craig three times in the seven month time period. She was finishing up grade 12 at Sunset Creek. They had been corresponding through letters. Quinn was getting better. She was in counseling and group therapy. Everything was better, and she was ready to come home from the summer. Her mother and sister were better, and she wasn't going back to California. She would stay in Canada, and would spend the summer with Craig. She was jumping with joy. She was coming home. And she was the happiest person in the world.
Craig continued to sing and strum his guitar. Random girls who were walking by starting smiling at him, and he waved at them. 10 minutes later, they gave up on him and walked on.
Thirty minutes passed by. Craig stills strumming.
Someone walked up and started smiling at Craig. He just kept strumming
"Craig"
He looked up, it was Quinn.
"Oh my god"
She hugged him. "It feels so good to be with you"
He dropped his guitar on the step. He took a step back and checked her out. She looked gorgeous. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day.
"Hello, beautiful" He brushed her hair back
He squeezed her once more and they both took a seat on the curb.
"How have you been?" she asked, twirling her hair
Craig put his hand on her leg. "I've been fine. Worried and missing you"
"I'm all better now, I promise"
"Promise"
Ask her. Now.
Craig stood up. He walked down the steps and kneeled on the curb.
"Quinn?"
Oh my god. He's going to ask me to marry him, isn't he…?
"Umm" She started grabbing chunks of her hair
"Will you marry me?"
The breeze was warm, and the sun felt good on her face. She didn't want to lose Craig. She was happy now. They could be happy together.
"Yes, Craig Manning. I will" The word slipped right through her mouth.
He looked so wonderful in his red Velvot Revolver t-shirt. His jeans were amazingly loose. He looked so darn cute, and couldn't resist
Craig slipped the ring on finger. It was beautiful. A dark ruby gemstone – not typically an engagement ring, but she loved. She hugged him once more.
"So we're engaged?"
"So we are" She said, never wanting to let go…