There is nothing worse than losing your cell phone. Oh wait…there is. Waiting in live for two hours at the Apple store to get a new one! This is the last thing I wanted to do after work. Actually, if I had my way I would just wait tell I found my own phone but I was bullied into changing my mind by my obnoxious boyfriend. I honestly didn't mind not having a phone, but he was convinced someone had taken it and as long as I kept it on, they would be able to use it for themselves and maybe get some of my personal information. SO I gave in and after work drove myself to the Apple store, talked with a guy who said it would be no problem to get a replacement because we had insurance. But right now, it's almost 7 at night, I'm tired and hungry from a long busy day and all I wanted was to get home and fall into a coma. But I guess it's a lot more complicated than just giving me a new phone with a new number. The next time I see James, I'm ringing his neck. "Okay Mr. Mitchell…" I put on my happy, fake smile and watched the guy behind the counter walk to his computer and type some stuff after setting a box of a black iPhone on the counter next to him. "Sorry about that…we are having a problem with our system today and every time we scanned your new phone it came up as already being used." I frowned pulling my wallet out and he chuckled. "Actually, every phone we did it to was coming up used. But we got it all taken care of. So sorry for the wait."
"Oh it's no problem." If he doesn't hurry up and just give me what I need I'm committing mass murder.
Of course as my luck would have it, as soon as I get my phone and get in my car, pulling it into charge so I could call James, he doesn't answer. I leave him a voicemail asking if he wanted me to pick something up for dinner, but there is still no answer. So knowing there was at least some left over dinner from a few nights ago, I drove home, hoping I could just eat, take a hot shower and go right to sleep. Is it bugging me James wouldn't call em back, and I felt even worse for our conversation at lunch. I am dick for not thinking he'd want to hear about my problems or my job and as soon as I got home, I was going to beg on my knees for his forgiveness. Hopefully eh was there, and hopefully our idiot best friends weren't there either.
I pulled up into the dive way smiling at James' struck but not feeling good about it. There were no lights on in the house, I could tell. I was dark out already, and it made the darkness of the house sick out even more. The porch light wasn't even on either. I almost called him again asking if he was home, and I even almost text Kendall but then I saw it. A light flickered on in from the living room making me smile and get out fo my car quick. With my arms full of my bag, my new phone, my keys and a box of files I had to go over and check for Louis, I made my way up to the front door. I slipped my hand onto the door knob and pushed it open slowly letting my smile fall off my face. I took one step into the house before I was stopped, every breath, and thought forced out of my body. I let the box and my bag slip out of my hands and off my shoulder without a care seeing the sight in front of me. It was something I wasn't expecting. And when I tried to step over the mess I just made I felt a small sob tickle out of my throat. I covered my mouth quick and closed my eyes hearing a small laugh. "Come on in baby…the wind's going to blow my candles out." I turned quick and shut the door wiping the tears away from under my eyes. When I turned back to him James was still on one knee wearing the same clothes form today holding a small white box in his left hand. In the box was a silver ring. "I heard your message…first of all I'm glad you canceled your old phone and got your new one and sorry I didn't answer. I got you your favorite." And he really did. Set up in front of him, laid out on a white and red checkered picnic blanket were two plates of food. If I had to assume, because he knew everything about me, the food was form our favorite Italian restaurant on Sunset. The penne was calling my name but for some reason I couldn't move from my spot. I was still standing in front of the closed front door, one arm hugging around my stomach the other covering my mouth. I was crying and I wasn't even going to try to hide it anymore. "I also got you something else." He carefully rose the box, as to try to hide his shaking hand but I saw it. I also saw, for the first time, how nervous he looked. But he also looked super excited. I couldn't blame him for either emotion. When he swallowed hard and glanced down wiping his free hand off on his pants. I couldn't help my chuckle as I stepped forward slowly dropping both hands to my sides.
"I see that." He looked up quick and smiled at my smile. I had to step over my bag and box, and when I got close enough I walked around the food set up, and slowly dropped to both my knees seeing his beautiful face flushed with red. It also looked like he was sweating and when I reached up, as quickly as I could to wipe he forehead, he chuckled bowing his head down and shook his head.
"I had this all planned out…I didn't realize how hard it would be to see you and not collapse from your cuteness." I chuckled sitting back on my feet letting more tears fall out of my eyes. "Do you remember the first time I kissed you?" I blushed instantly and bowed my head down wiping my right off onto my right shoulder. "We were in Minnesota still…it was Junior year I think? I came over to your house,, walking in the blistering snow and wind clutching onto my stupid math book and homework and as soon as I got inside, you, Logan Mitchell said we could wait to do homework because I needed to get warm. You let me go up in your room as you made us hot coca and some left over lasagna form the previous night." I slowly raised my head, not even remembering all the little details he was telling me. "As I sat up there and waited I started to browse on your lap top and stumbled upon your exclusive stash of gay porn." I squeezed my eyes shut laughing and wiped my under my eyes again blushing even harder. "I heard you coming up the stairs so I shut your lap top quick jumped on your bed and acted innocent." I raised my head again and opened my eyes seeing him staring at me, a sweet smile on his face. "I don't know what came over me…probably the fact that I found out this adorable cute, nerdy, quirky kid who I had a huge crush on was gay but…I kissed you, as we sat in your bed and made small talk. I don't think you saw it coming. I think I surprised you as much as I did myself. When I held onto the side of your face with one hand, still holding my fork in the other and I pushed our lips together…something hit me hard Logan. Right here." He touched his chest softly, over his heart, breaking my own heart with absolute joy. "I fell in love with you on December 13th in our junior year of high school, and every day since then, I have never stopped. I can't picture my life without you. Every time I imagine where I'll be in ten years, you're standing right beside me. Holding my hand telling me how cute I am when I wake up too early. Every song ever written, cant sum up how I feel about you Logan, and with every second that passes in my life, I'm thinking of you and only you. You are my idea of a perfect situation. Everything you do is right and everything you say is a work of art." Another pathetic sob left my mouth making em look down and cover it. "Even when you cry, whether it be tears of joy or sadness or those rare times when I make you so mad all you can do is cry…you are perfect. And when we stand next to each other, I feel whole and complete and because of you, and your perfection, I am the man I am today. Without you, Logan Mitchell, I am not me. And for the rest of my life, I want to be the man you've made me, and I know the only way I can be him, is if you look at me right now…" I looked up dropping my hands to my lap and clenched them hard. "And you say yes to the hardest question I've ever had to ask you." I was letting the Nile river pour out of my eyes, but if he didn't care, and if he didn't think I looked blotchy and puffy form the crying, I didn't. "Will you marry me?" His voice was a whisper and yet so full of love and happiness. He raised the little white box and the candle light was caught in the silver of the band. I swallowed hard daring to look at him, in the eyes and as soon as I did, I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling my body up on his.
"Yes. A million times yes." He was fast to hug around me back and while I buried my crying face into the open skin showing on his neck, he pulled me up even further on his body, kissing the side of my head rubbing my back.
"Let me put it on you…" I turned my head in his body sitting on his now Indian crossed legs and raised my left hand shakily. He attached his lips to my temple as he took the ring out of the box and grabbed my left hand. When the band started to slip onto my finger I closed my eyes, crying still pushing into him harder. "You should call your parents…I had a conversation with your dad today…I'm sure they are waiting to hear form you about your night." I laughed pushing up, grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him in, kissing him hard. I pushed away only a few inches to look him in the eyes and talk.
"They can wait…the whole entire world can wait. I need you right now, tonight. Just you and I." He smirked leaning in pecking at my lips. I ran my fingers through his hair and tugged gently making him pull back from my mouth. I aggressively shoved him back so he was flat on his back giving me the perfect opportunity to crawl on top of him. "Did you have this planned before lunch?" I undid his belt watching him close the white box and blow some candles out that were closets to him. He finally laid his head back just as I had his zipper down and my hand in his boxers. He groaned closing his eyes and set his hands on my knees and I sat back on his legs.
"No…well kind of. When I got to your office I had the urgency to ask you to marry me. I hated our fight Loges and I don't want to take any chances of losing you." I nodded taking my hand out form his pants and started unbuttoning his shirt. "I love you." I looked up at his face and smiled biting my bottom lip.
"I love you too."
It was probably a mistake to stay up so late and sleep on the hard living room floor. When I woke up to kisses on my back and a soft voice telling em I had to get ready for work, my chest and back was sore. I don't think we ever got up during the night. I know we had sex, ate dinner, and we might have gotten up to get a drink and go to the bathroom but we came back to the living room and I sat between his legs doing the work that I so desperately needed to do. But I wasn't alone. He offered his help and after two and a half hours we were finished. That was when we had sex for the second, third fourth and fifth time. If I can remember correctly we didn't go to sleep until about 2 and now it was 5:30 and I needed to shower. Luckily I didn't have to even stand myself up. James threw me over his shoulder and walked us up stairs. He set me in the shower and started it for me, telling me he was going to get my suit ready and start my breakfast. If he did one more adorable thing like that I would be sure to bust.
It was hard to leave him and I almost pulled him into my car through my window as I started to back up, because, him being the jerk, walked me out to my car in nothing but a pair of sweat pants that hung dangerously low on his hips. I hated that I had a job now. I hated I had to be away from him for 8 hours but I was determined to make the time go by as fast as possible. I parked in my spot to close to Louis's and am demy way to the crowded elevator much like I do every day and waited patiently for my floor to arrive. When 18 came I was the only one to get out much like every morning. I smiled warmly at Henry who stood up and took my coat form me offering to hang it. I thanked him and walked to my office, unlocking it. When I stepped in, I turned the light on, walked to y desk and sighed out trying to block out the images from the previous day of us having sex on my desk. It was hard but as soon as I got my computer on, and I opened up my email I distracted myself. "Logan?" I turned quick smiling at Louis as he walked in holding a yellow folder. "I dealt with Mr. Miller this morning and got everything smoothed out. He asked if I was going to fire you and I told him when pigs flew so…" I laughed and stood up reaching for the file he was extending to me. I stupidly used my left hand and as soon as my fingers touched the folder his hand grabbed my wrist softly and raised it. "Are you engaged?" I blushed and laughed nodding. He let me go and smiled big walking around my desk pulling me in for a hug bear like hug. "Congratulations Logan! Did it happen last night?"
"Yeah he surprised me when I got home." He gave a nice squeeze before letting me go, but keeping a han don my shoulder. "There's no plans yet but…we're getting married!" I probably sounded too excited and like any good boss would do, eh would tell me to get back to work but that he was happy for me.
"Well what are you doing here?" I frowned quick and set the folder on my desk watching him shake his head and smile. "Logan you should not be working right now! You should be spending the day with your new fiancé. Go!"
"Louis that is nice of you but I have so much work to do and…"
"Logan it's an order. I pay you to be my assistant correct?" I smiled and nodded crossing my arms over my chest. "Well your job for the day, is to go home, spend the day with the man you love and relax. This is the last place you should be and working is the last thing you should be doing." I chuckled and raised my eyebrows to see if he was bluffing. He laughed, grabbed my phone and my keys handing me them and put my bag over my shoulder. As he started to lead me out, Henry was walking in with a piece of paper. "Henry I'm going to need you extra help today. Logan is taking a personal day today because he is engaged! Since last night!" Henry smiled big at me and put his hands behind his back hiding the piece of paper I knew I probably had to sign for something.
"Congratulations Mr. Mitchell!" I frowned and tried to stop Louis form walking me to the elevator but he was too strong.
"Seriously Logan…go home, get out of your suit and cuddle with James all day. That is an order kid, and your being paid to do it." I laughed stepping in the open elevator. I turned taking my coat form Henry who was still smiling. "I'll see you tomorrow and please pass on to James that I am happy for you guys." I nodded waving at both of them and as soon as the elevator doors closed, I stepped back pulling my phone out, dialing James. I really wanted to shove it in his face that he was completely wrong about Louis but kept it to myself. I was getting my first free, paid day off and if that wasn't proof enough by itself, that Louis was a good guy, I didn't know what else was.