Austin's POV

Ally and I have been together for ten years and I hated the fact that it was just our dating anniversary. My biggest surprise for her is gonna be epic.

Dez, Krishna, and Leighton came with me to the jewelry store because Dez comes with me everywhere and I trust the girls with all my heart to help me find the perfect gift for Ally.

"Daddy, can I have those earrings?" asked Krishna. "They look like Cinderella's."

"Bibbidi-Bobbodi-Boo," I said as I read the price for the earrings. "The only magic trick these earrings are ever going to do is make Daddy's money disappear."

"Dad, what are you buying Mom?" asked Leighton.

"A ring." I blurted out.

"A ring?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna ask Ally to marry me. And I was hoping for a gasp or a what?!"

"Eh, not that surprised," said Dez. "It's like you two are already married."

"Seriously? Not even a finally! Or at last?"

"Sorry, Dad," said Leighton.

A man with a girly tone and funny hand gestures came up to us and said, "Hi, may I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for the engagement ring section or whatever it's called," I said.

"Oh, you two are a couple?" He pointed to Dez and me.

"What?" I shrieked. "No, he's not with me. We're best friends."

"Yeah, plus if I was gay, Austin is not my type," said Dez.

"Okay, so how about this one?" He showed me a ring in the box.

"That's nice. How much?"

"Dad, should the price matter?" asked Leighton.

"About three thousand."

"Three thousand? If I'm gonna pay for that, I'm gonna have to have my girlfriend rent her womb to a gay couple. Got anything cheaper?"

"I'll be right back." He went into the back room.

"Austin, just buy it." said Dez. "It's the best you're gonna get. It needs to be special for Ally."

"How am I gonna afford it?"

"How about this? You do half and I do half."

"That sounds like a good idea, but—"

"Dad, quit stressing," exclaimed Leighton. She took the ring and put it on her finger. "See?! It's pretty and looks good on my finger."

"I'll admit that it looks perfect. Let's get it."

Leighton was about to take off the ring, but she kept pulling on her finger. "Dad? Uh, Dad? D-Daddy?"

"Baby, baby, what's wrong?"

"The ring—it's stuck on my finger."

"What?"

"It's stuck. I can't get it off!"

"Let me see." I grabbed my daughter's arm and carefully pulled the ring off of her little finger. The ring was tightly wrapped around her finger that I couldn't pull it off.

"Crap! I can't get it off. Leighton, why did you have to have your Grandpa Lestor's pudgy fingers?"

"Dad, you're ripping my finger off."

"Sorry, baby. It won't come off."

Suddenly, the man returned. I quickly yanked Leighton against my body and hid her hand. Luckily, Dez closed the box.

"I have other—"

I cut him off. "You know what? We will take the three grand. It just seems perfect enough for my future wife."

"Alright then. You have good taste…and some incredible arm strength."

My eyebrow rose. He took a glance at Dez like in a flirty way until Dez flashed his wedding ring.

He didn't open the box, but at least he didn't check it. We returned home and I desperately tried many attempts to get the ring off of Leighton's finger.

"Dad, we could get butter—" suggested Leighton.

"No, it's gonna be ruined."

"Soap?"

"Messing up, Leighton. Think! You're the smart one."

"Dad, we have to," said Jase. "After we do, we will wash it."

"Alright." Jase got butter and slowly rubbed it on Leighton's finger.

"This is gross," whined Leighton.

"Hold on, Lee-Lee. We are almost there."

Finally, it came off.

"Dad, I got it," said Jase.

"Alright, go clean it." I commanded.

Jase ran to the sink and started the water. Clink! A noise over the running water made me look at Jase.

"Jase?" I said.

"Dad, it was so slippery," he explained. "It slipped out of my fingers."

"What?!" I ran over to the sink and turned the water off.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"Jase, it's fine. Just turn a light on. I can't see anything."

Jase reached over to the light switch and flicked it on. Suddenly, a disturctive noise which sounded like a bulldozer came from the sink.

"What did you do?" I yelled at Jase over the sound.

"I pressed the light switch!"

"That's the garbage disposal!"

"It's right next to the light switch! It's confusing!"

"Turn it off!"

Jase flicked it and the noises stopped. I looked down at the sink.

"I think it's still there," I panted. "It's almost seven. I need to go pick up your mom for the dinner, but I need the ring."

"Dad, just go." said Leighton. "We'll call Uncle Dez to come over and help us with the sink. We will get it in time. I promise."

"I trust you, kids."

After trusting my absent-minded son, determined, straightforward daughter, and my mentally-insane best friend with a sink and tools, I started getting dressed. Let's see keys, cologne, and condoms. This should be a good night.

I drove to Sonic Boom and waited outside for Ally. My gorgeous girl came out of the store wearing a tight red dress which made me drool a bit.

"Hey, sweetie," she said.

"Hey, angel," I leaned over and kissed her.

"That is one handsome suit."

"And that is one pretty dress."

"It's Rosie including her 36D bra which I stuffed with tissues."

"Uhh…I find that sexy enough, babe."

"So what restaurant are we going to?"

"The one and only DiLaurentis restaurant."

"Ooh, are you sure about that? I mean their plate cost like—"

"Darlin', don't worry about it. Trish allowed me to go in with her name and she offered to pay."

"Aww, that's sweet of her."

We arrived at the restaurant and got our table. I desperately waited for the kids to call me or something. We all already ate and they still haven't called.

"Honey, are you okay?" asked Ally.

"Uhh…yeah. Just gonna be right back."

I got up and headed to the bathroom. I took out my phone and called Dez.

"Hello?" said Dez.

"Dez, you got the ring?"

"Yeah, we got it. You want us to bring it over."

"No thanks. We already ate. We'll be coming home in a little while. Just put it in the box and put the kids to bed."

"Okay. Roger that."

Ally and I got into the car and started driving.

"So what's my surprise?" asked Ally.

"Oh, it's at the house." I answered.

Suddenly, the car started making funny noises and slowing down.

"What was that?" I asked.

"I think it was the tire." said Ally. "Pull over."

I pulled over. Both of us got out of the car and check the back tire.

"It's flat," I sighed. "Great."

"Austin, remember our first date," said Austin.

"Of course. How could I forget it? I remembered you from the Sonic Boom store."

"Our conversation started with famous 80's movies, I informed about the history of heart disease and gingivitis, and you broke your nose while opening the door for me."

"Yeah." I laughed. "On our second date, I opened a bottle wine which the cork hit my broken nose."

"You feel on my lap and cried."

"I did not. There was something in my eyes."

"After that…I had a special kiss with with my hunk."

"Two years later, we move in together. Nine years after that, we have a big house, our wild dog, our two beautiful daughters…and sadly, Jase."

She started laughing. "Don't make fun of him. Jase is wonderful."

"To you, he's a sweetheart. To me, he's a dumbass."

"Let's just fix the tire."

I got on one knee and asked Ally, "Can you get the—"

"Here it is." She took the wrench out of the trunk and handed it to me.

Suddenly, I stopped. Ally and I stared at each other for the moment. This was so…calm. I was on one knee with Ally smiling down at me. Her eyes, her smile, her laugh, her wisdom, and everything about her just overwhelmed so much that I blurted out, "Ally…will you marry me?"

Ally gazed at me with a smile as bright as the sun. Tears slowly started running down her rosey check.

"Yes," she whimpered.

"I'm sorry it took so long."

"That doesn't matter anymore. You don't know how long I've been waiting for this."