The fourth came at the most perfect of times. Her parents had finally come to terms with the fact that she was in love with Bellamy. The boy she shouldn't have even thought about. After all, she had been a straight a student, and still was, even after him. It seemed that he and her parents wanted what was best for her, and with college just a few short months away, she'd been so shocked to find that this was his way of telling her goodbye.
They were at a restaurant, with her parents, celebrating her graduation. It was her, wedged between the two men who meant the world to her. Her father was on one side of her, and Bellamy sat across from her. When the waitress took their orders, it seemed like just any other night, but when he stood up and her father nudged her to follow suit, she was a little confused to say the least to find the ring box in his hand, as he lowered himself to one knee.
All eyes were on her, and she wasn't sure if she was scared or elated. They hadn't talked about marriage, you see, she knew Bellamy wasn't exactly considered one that would be into marriage. So it came as more than a shock to her to see him, down on one knee, about to ask her to marry him.
"Marry me."It was a simple statement, it wasn't a question, and she was okay with it. It was the first time she'd actually kissed him. All of the others he'd started and this time it was her turn. She wrapped her arms around his neck and she nodded, words not coming to her. She brought her lips to his and after a moment, and more than enough cheering for a life time from the others gathered, she pulled away slightly.
"Yes."She was finally able to mutter, breathlessly.