Chapter 7: Do you?

She looked down at the floor, not thinking of much. Her right hand rested on the top of her forehead, as if she was dizzy. I had thought that she was going to pass out; how wrong I was. Suddenly, a breath was caught within her throat, she turned sharply on her heal and ran straight out of the gates. The way it happened, I had no time to even react.

Quickly I regained my posture, turned around, and ran after my love. Some may forget, I'm not only Ponyboy the writer. I'm Ponyboy the track star. As I passed the trees and benches, I came to the end. Slowing my pace, I came to a halt at the sight of Rosa crying.

I kneeled down next to her, and stared, hurt.

Licking my lips, and clearing my throat, I asked, "Why did you run away?"

She hid her face from me; how bad she was hurting me.

"I'm just well…"

"You're what, Rosa?"

"I'm scared," I looked up into her eyes and caught how haunted they were. For reasons unknown to me, also.

"Of?"

"Well…What if we start to fight and everything goes wrong if we get married?" I sighed. She did have a point.

"Then we are going to deal with it and try to fix the problem. Marriage and friendship are supposed to have fights, Sweetheart."

My love's eyes, wet with sorrow met mine with a soft smile playing her lips. A small smile played on mine also, as I leaned in slowly. Our eyes both squeezed shut gingerly as our lips pressed against the others slowly but sweet. Nothing beyond the world could describe how much I loved Rosa. Twirling her hair round my finger, I gave her sweet kisses.

Finally, we broke apart. I held her close to my body and wrapped my arms around her now large stomach.

"So, is this a yes?" I asked.

Shaking her head and rolling her eyes, she grinned up at me.

"Yes Pony, I will marry you,"

My excitement quickly took over and our lips met once more….

A/N- I know the ending IS LAME! But first, like I said before, I need to leave easy ending so it is easier for me too pick up on it. I am so terribly sorry for the wait. Truly. Somehow, giving most of my attention towards my poetry, I have been able to gain more emotion within my writing. How so? Breaking up with my boyfriend is a simple phrase. I now know the meaning of love so I can easily write it. Now, I'm sure many of you are wondering the face who writes this story. Check my profile. The answer is there.

Love always,

Swizzlet.