Disclaimer: I don't own Step Up 1 and 2...and any mentions of Curious George (I don't own), Spice Girls, or Jonas Brothers are not affliated with me.
Happy Holidays! Sorry for not updating lately, I've been busy, kinda... but again enjoy and have a fun and safe holiday!
Chase's POV:
A week later...
"How's my lovely fiancée doing?"
"Honey bunch, we've talked about this...3 hours ago."
"But I missed you..."
"Chase, babe, we talked 3 hours ago. You have to get to sleep...you have work."
"So? I'll quit for you and go back to LA and then we can open up our own dance studio and have tons of kids."
"Have you been planning this all out?"
"No."
"You're so feminine, Chase."
"You're so manly, Andie."
"I miss you."
"I miss you more."
"No, I miss you more."
"No...I miss..." I was about to start our 'I miss you' arguments.
"If you guys don't shut your mouth, I will kill myself with my blanket." Cable says groggily.
"Aww...Cable, still haven't made up with the airplane stewardess?" Andie teases through the webcam.
"Shut up and I broke up with her."
"Guys and their pride...I hope I'm not getting into something like that with you, Chase."
"Of course not, I love you enough to change."
"Don't change, I love your wannabe boy band look!" She says, giggling.
"And I love your tough look...how is Christmas ever gonna be the same? No wannabe boy band and tough girl!"
"Well, I got to go...so I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"No, today!"
"Tomorrow!"
"Oh, fine."
"Love you, honey bunch!"
"Love you too!"
"Bye!"
I close the webcam window...how did we get this far...last week we were at the airport, fighting with each other when I threw the ring box at her and now we're happily engaged.
Flashback
"Chase...Chase, just wait. What is this?"
"It's obviously a ring box with a ring in it."
"I know, but why?"
"When you left a year ago, I was going to give you this, but you left and I thought my chances were done."
"What?"
"I was going to propose, but you left."
"I...I..."
"I'm gonna go now, Andie. You take care, ok?"
"No."
"What?"
"No, you're not going. You're staying with me..."
"Andie, I have to go. I don't have time for this."
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"I accept your proposal."
"What?"
"I do. I want to be your fiancée."
"I..." I start to walk away and leave her, but she she grabs my wrist.
"If you leave, I'll leave you forever, don't ever come back to me. My heart will heal and I'll leave you for good. I'm not turning back. I love you, but if you leave, I won't be there when you return."
I turn around and kneel. The ring box is open and her hands are in mines. I slip on the ring and there's an applause from the "audience."
"I've got to go, fiancée. But I promise I won't ever leave you again...we'll be in contact until I come back, ok?"
She nods and puts her arms around my neck.
"I'll miss you." She whispers against me.
"I'll miss you more."
She giggles and we kiss.
"I love you, Andie." I whisper against her lips.
"Go, you're gonna miss you're flight."
End of Flashback
The perfect ending...
The doorbell rings and I go to answer it. When I open the door, a mistletoe is right in my face.
A mistletoe?
"Merry Christmas, my honey bunch!" I hear Andie saying.
"Andie?"
"I'm right here, doofus!"
I go outside and get a better look and finally see her.
"You went here to spend the holidays with me?"
"Yes or else you would've drove me crazy with the webcam for days."
"Ha..ha..funny. I just miss you though."
"You miss me every single minute, over just a week, my phone bill has gone up and I had to upgrade to a new plan."
"Well, when you're with Chase Collins, you have to be the best."
"So you're saying I still need work to be your wife?"
"My wife, Andie...that sounds nice."
"You know what would sound nice?"
"Andie Collins, wife of the famous dancer, Chase Collins."
"Chase Collins and Andie Collins."
"And our kids could be Sophie and George."
"Andie, are you serious? Sophie, who's a crazy woman and George, who's a monkey that's curious...you have got to be kidding?"
"I like those names, what would you name our kids?"
"Joe and Posh."
"Joe, after the Jonas Brothers...Chase, we are not naming our kids after your boy band obsession. Posh? You want to name our daughter after a Spice Girl?"
"Why not?"
"My daughter is not gonna be named Posh, although the name sounds sophisticated, the answer is still and always gonna be no!"
"How about Joe?"
"You're gonna name our kids after the Jonas Brothers? Please, please tell me there's something wrong with your head!"
"You want to name our kids after a monkey and your best friend, whose a total freak!"
"Sophie is not a freak, she's just demanding sometimes!"
"More like all the time!"
"If I wasn't visiting, I'd hit you, but I'm visiting, so I'll behave." Her fists pass my face, almost hitting me, but she tickles my nose with the mistletoe she's holding.
I grab her by the waist and kiss her. The kiss lasts for a while, when I mean a while...I mean it got to the point where Cable had to separate us.
"What was that for, honey bunch?"
"We were under the mistletoe."
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