We'll love again, we'll laugh again

I stared at him. And stared. And stared some more. Did... Did he really just say that? Had Gerard honestly just proposed to me? For once in our rollercoaster relationship, I was stunned into silence. He continued to sit on the floor, in a position that did not look particularly comfortable, staring up at me to judge my reaction. He looked terrified, bless him. His big, pretty eyes were swirling with doubt and worry, as if everything in the world rested on this moment. And for me, at least, it did.
"Kriss...? Tell me what you're thinking. Please, baby?" His voice snapped me out of the daze I was in. I leapt off the sofa, practically tackling him, and wrapped my arms as tight as I could around his neck. He laughed, holding my waist.
"Yes, yes, yes!" I squealed, burying my face in the space between his shoulder and his neck. "Yes, Gerard, of course I'll marry you!" My voice was high and happy, and Gerard's laugh was full and sweeter than I'd ever heard it before. I detached my face from his skin in order to press my lips down on his, running my fingers through his hair and kissing him with a passion only heard of in cliche romance novels. He held me just as tightly and kissed me back for a while, before grabbing my shoulders and sitting me up, righting himself in the process. I looked into his face, flushed cheeks, glittering eyes, messy hair, and had to resist the urge to jump right back on him again. He grinned as if the same thing was on his mind, but instead he picked up the little black box that he's dropped during my attack. He slipped the delicate ring out from it's place in the box, and tilted it to show me our initials, engraved on the inside of the band. I grinned wildly whilst simultaneously bursting into tears, incapable of proper speech. He smiled, too, took my left hand and slipped the ring onto its designated finger. It fit me perfectly, of course, did Gerard ever do anything halfway? My smile grew wider, if that was even possible, as i held out my hand for both of us to study. Suddenly, we were both laughing, and he was stood up, and I was scooped up in his arms, and we were heading for our room...
*****
I laid my head on my boyfriend's - sorry, fiancé's - bare chest. It rose and fell with each breath he took, his gentle snores the only sound filling my ears. The glowing clock numbers read something close to 3am, but i couldn't find sleep anywhere. I lay in the darkness, studying the hand that i could just barely make out in the blackness. The ring glimmered in the little bit of illumination coming from the streetlights outside. I turned my hand this way and that, watching the light catch it. Married. Me and Gerard were going to be married. It was still sinking in for me, I couldn't quite fit the idea into my head. Krissy Ann Way. Now that, I liked the sound of. I closed my eyes and let his breathing lull me into a soft sleep, while my brain wandered up and down different alleys, wondering where it would end up and trying its best to avoid the shadows that always liked to follow me.

Notes

Ta-daaa! Its nothing special, but I'm getting back into my writing rhythm and soon it'll be like i never went anywhere. I hope. Enjoy, comment, subscribe, read the prequel if you haven't already :D and, on my profile page there's info about ways you guys could talk to me, if you'd like to. I would totally love that!!! Paranoia Violence out xø