"What's a six-letter word for a type of chair?" Amy asked studying her newspaper. David frowned sipping his coffee. "What are you doing?" "Crossword." She replied briefly glancing at him as they sat on the park bench of Central Park.
He took the paper glancing at it. "Let me see your pen," He said. She handed it to him and he quickly scribbled something down. "There." He replied giving it back. Amy glanced at it then gave him a look. "Clever clogs." She playfully scoffed. He stuck his tongue out making her laugh.
She set aside her paper and rested her head on his shoulder. "So what do you think of New York so far?" He nodded. "Nice, I'm glad we decided to stay longer," David looked around the busy park. It was a beautiful day."You know it kind of reminds me of the neighborhood I grew up in."
"Really," Amy said surprised. "Where did you grow up?" He drank some more coffee and replied. "Oh, next to an old playground in a small apartment, not a bad place."
She smiled. "Sounds nice." He smirked. "I suppose if you like 1970's nostalgia." Amy looked at him thoughtfully. "Do you ever miss Scotland?" David shrugged lowering his gaze. "If my family wasn't there I probably would but…" His sentence trailed and he sighed shaking his head. "No, I suppose I don't." He admitted then looked at her. "Do you?"
Amy sighed. "Sometimes but not really," She smiled at him. "Especially since meeting you." He smiled slightly squeezing her hand. He drank the last of his coffee and smirked. "By the way I got a text from Matt," He lightly chuckled. "He's still putting together that daft fan but he and Clara don't mind that we're staying a little longer."
Amy laughed. "I'll bet." He just smiled and started going through his i-pod. She looked at him chewing her lower lip. "David, why do you like me?"
He looked at her surprised by her question. "What do you mean?" "I just want to know." She replied. David took her hand and studied her, thoughtfully. "Because you're genuine, you're kind and you made me better," He smiled. "You're just you." He said honestly.
Amy blushed. She had never loved someone so much since meeting him. She could really feel the butterflies in her stomach, now. For a while she had wanted to ask him how he felt about spending his life with her but she was never sure when the right time was to ask. But ever since he came to New York she had to know.
"Are you alright?" He lovingly tucked a loose strand of her soft red hair behind her ear.
She smiled. "Yeah, I just need to ask you something." He nodded. "Okay."
She tugged at her fingers. "Remember when I told you I was cutting back on the book touring?" "Yeah." David replied.
"There's another reason why I did that." Amy admitted sheepishly. He looked at her curious. "Oh, why?" She smiled shyly and leaned closer whispering in his ear. "I want to marry you." She said softly.
He pulled back slowly looking at her strangely. Did he hear right? "I'm sorry, what?" He said.
"Marry me?" She repeated her eyes now looking into his. His mouth dropped. "Amy I-"
He started to say but she gently interrupted taking his hand. "I know it's sudden and I don't want to force you into anything you don't want but it's just…" Amy paused suppressing a smile. "I love you so much and I just want you in my life."
David sighed. "Amy, I love you, too but I'm not rich, I can't give you the things you deserve," He scoffed. "I mean what kind of life do you think you could have with me?"
"I think I'd have a happy one," Amy replied sincerely looking at him with every bit of love in her eyes for him. "Will you marry me?"
He looked at her thoughtfully. "You're serious; you really want to marry me?" Amy nodded. He gazed at her and his silence was leaving her feeling doubtful. Maybe she was too forward or too fast?
Then he smiled and leaned closer and whispered. "I'd love to." Amy looked up at him hopeful. "Yeah?"
He nodded. "Yeah," David smiled. "I want to marry you." Amy grinned. She couldn't believe it, he said 'yes!
Amy started tearing up and sniffed. He wiped an escaped tear from her cheek. "What's wrong, luv?" She shook her head. "Sorry, I'm just happy," Amy gave a wet smile. "I can't believe you said yes'."
He smirked. "I can't believe you asked." "Why?" Amy replied curious. David shrugged. "I'm just surprised you want to marry me." He said softly.
Amy just smiled at him making him suppress a snicker as it started to set in that she really wanted to marry him. Amy Pond wanted to marry him. Soon he started tearing up and he smiled.
An older couple stared at them both strangely and David waved his hand at them. "It's alright, we're happy!" He assured them.
He looked back at Amy and they grinned at each other. "Very happy." David said softly.
And their lips met confirming their future in a soft kiss.