Author Note: This part the Action is in part two, and this one may seem a lil drwn out and boring but I recommend reading it so u understand he realationship had. I promise part 2 will be up really soon. Ps. Please review, all comments are appricatled! Thank you to everyone who was, you support means a lot!

I could feel his laughter deep in his chest as he laughed. I closed my eyes and pressed my ear closer to his chest.

"God, I missed you." He says, giving my crown a kiss.

" And I you," I say, I could feel tears welling in my eyes. The sting in my throat becoming strong.

"What's wrong?" He knew that tone.

"I love you, you know that right?" I say dodging the question as best I could.

"And I u. What's going on?" He asked,pushing aside the hair that was shield my eyes.

"Oh,Baby girl don't cry. Every things alright." He said,stroking my hair.

"No its not! I fuckin' killed you." I yell into his shoulder. Squeezing as close to him as I could. I felt him stiffen but only for a second.

"We needed to talk about this at one point I guess." He sighed.

"Mon Amour, look at me." I peeked. I was intrigued by the old nickname...

"Mon Amour,come look at this!" Julian calls to me.

I get off the couch,pausing the TV before hand.

"Hey what does that mean again?" I say as I put my arms on th back of the chair in which he sat.

He twisted just a little to see me," Mon Amour is my love in french,babe." He winked then gestured to the black laptop with the black veil brides symbol on the back. "Look at this. What do you think?" I could see the enthusiasm in his bright chocolate brown eyes. I could feel the blush in my cheeks. That look meant that either hed written something or he composed something.

"So what's on the agenda, Mon Amir?" I ask, looking closing.

"Mon Amour,honey." He said smiling at me. I felt my cheeks darken. I love his smile.

'You've got a smile that can light up this whole town,' Taylor Swift was on to something. Must of seen Julian.

"Right."

We stared at each other for sometime. We had a conversation, with that little staring contest.

More of an argument,really. over whether or not we should give the bedroom.

"Well, its a song actually."

"Mhm." I murmur,leaning forward to read it.

You are my all. You are my soul. You make me want to be everything I can be.

I only got that far before he whispered ' ah screw it!' And grabbed my face in his and pulled me into a long kiss.

He pushed me away, his eyes telling me to wait a second.

He de-tangled himself from the chair and the cords at his feet.

I watched,laughing as he tried to move quickly but only made things worse. He blushed madly at the speed of his actions.

I was still laughing when he picked me up bridal style and carried me to our new bedroom,in our brand new home.

He would've proposed that had I not accidentally distracted him.

It took him 3 weeks of trying to actually manage to really propose. He tired to get me to read the song with the propose 4 different times before deeming it a lost cause and moving on. He tried every possible way. Everyone failed, even the sky writers, firework show display and the big screen proposals. Two out of 3 of those was ruined by me vomiting,the other by my aunt calling to tell me about the death of my great aunt. None of those were that helpful to that cause.

Finally,he managed it. The good old fashion way. Except for the part where he kneeled down center stage of an Evanescence concert. i remember jumping on him and us both falling and getting a lot oh 'aww's.

I smiled at the memory. Tears still slipping fast. I stared into his eyes the same way I did that night he first tried to propose...