It had been coming up for Christmas, and everyone had decided to spend the actual evening of Christmas Day with Dougie. Dougie made Charli promise not to buy him anything, he knew she wasn't the richest person of Earth and she refused any money from him. But she had a surprise for him; she just hoped it all went to plan.
They were all sat in his hospital room, albeit slightly cramped, laughing and joking when Charli stood up suddenly, and cleared her throat, obviously wanting their attention. Danny and Kim only stopping playing tonsil tennis when they realised everyone was waiting for them.
'Dougie, you told me not to spend any money on you, and true to my word I haven't. But I still want to give you something, hopefully more precious then anything money can buy. Remember when you proposed to me? It was my birthday, and you finally agreed to sing 'Love Story' with me on Band Hero, and when it come to the part where you were supposed to sing "Juliet, marry me", you actually got down on one knee and asked me to marry you. It was quite possibly one of the best days of my life, even if I did need some convincing.
'So, Dougie Lee Poynter, right here, right now, will you marry me?' she said, pulling out the wedding rings they had chosen together a few months before.
Mouth wide open, Dougie just stared at her for a good long 5 minutes or so. Then, as if waking up from a dream he shook his head and seemed to get his senses back. 'Of course I will,' he replied, smiling.
Of course this was cause for celebration in his hospital room, but before anyone could get really excited, Charli ran out to get the priest grinning like a lunatic. She dragged the poor man in to do the ceremony.
'Do you Dougie Lee Poynter, take Charlize Sinead Siobhan van der Waals,' Charli blushed at the use of her full name, the only downside to this beautiful moment, 'take Dougie Lee Poynter to be your lawfully wedded husband?'
'I do,' she replied, tears in her eyes.
'And do you Dougie; take Charlize, to be your lawfully wedded wife?'
'I do,' he said, placing the ring on her finger.
'Then I declare you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride.' Of course in true tradition they did, but not before Dougie murmured, 'I love you Mrs Poynter' in Charli's ear.
After many hugs from their friends, and promises of wedding gifts, Charli and Dougie were elft alone in the hospital room. It may not have been the most beautiful of places to be, but as long as they had each other, they were happy. Charli crawled into the bed next to her husband, entwining her hand in his, falling asleep with a smile on her face, it had been the best Christmas ever.