WILL MORETTI

Two:Engagement

"Hey, Mom." I huggged her and she held on a little longer, just like always.

"Oh, Will, you're growing up so fast." Mom fussed, pulling me into another hug and I sighed.

"I'm twenty-two, Mom, I'm grown." I pointed out and she frowned before putting on a forced smile.

"Of course you are, Sweetie, my baby's all grown up." I slowly disentangled from my Mom and went back to Miley's side.

"Grown up and totally embarassed." I mumbled and Miley laughed.

"At least your Mom didn't make your first lock of hair into a keychain." She muttered back and I laughed as well. "He tells everyone it's a rabbits foot 'cause he doesn't want them to think he's weird." I laughed again before I saw the look on her face.

"You're serious?"

"I just keep hoping he'll lose his keys." Miley shuddered and I ccouldn't help but shudder with her; that was just creepy. "Just wait till we tell him; he'll either shoot you, cry, or both." I felt myself go wide-eyed and panicked. "Don't worry, I won't let him shoot you." Miley soothed when she saw my face.

"What are you guys talking about over there?" Mom called, sounding kind of nervous. I swear every time I called she was expecting me tell her I got Miley knocked up or something.

"How my Dad is going to shoot your son." Miley replied casually and Mom went wide-eyed as well.

"You're pregnant, aren't you?" She assumed and I rolled my eyes. See. First thing she thinks of.

"Not for at least three to five years." Miley scoffed, walking away to look at some trinkets on the mantel. We agreed that I'd tell my Mom and she'd tell her Dad and get him to not kill me.

"Miley isn't pregnant, Mom." I shook my head and motioned for her to sit down. "She's still a virgin." A fact that had allowed Mom to let us sleep in the same room the first time we came to visit when I introduced Miley.

"Oh, thank God." Mom sighed predictably before becoming confused. "Then why is her Dad going to shoot you?" This was it. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Mom had always loved Miley, but I knew she'd be emotional, she always was, I think it was a female thing. Like how Miley cried when we got a puppy together.

"I asked Miley to marry me, Mom." I said and Mom was silent, just staring at me. "We're engaged, I proposed on our second anniversary."

"My babies all grown up." Mom suddenly said, getting up and hugging my whilst starting to cry. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and point out that we just went through this. From what I understand Moms are always a little unbalanced. "I'm so happy for you, Will, you two are just gorgeous together." Mom finally let me go and I took in a breath, relieved that I could breathe again. It took a few minutes until Mom got a hold of herself and calmed down and stopped saying how cute Miley and I looked together. "Wait..." She frowned, furrowing her brow. "Isn't your anniversary in March?" She pointed out, confused and I abruptly stood up.

"Yeah." I replied uncomfortably and she stood as well.

"You've been engaged for five months and you didn't tell me?" She demanded and I stumbled, trying to talk for a second.

"We wanted to-to-to tell you in person." I defended, making her pause.

Okay, so here's the long awaited (by my teddy bear) second moment Will spent in Cleveland.

Dun dun da-dun, dun dun da-dun... :P

XOXO
Miley-Girl