by Aneta Quinn
We do the same again tonight, laying under the moonlight and curling up against each other, his fingers running through my hair gently.
“I love you Kayla, you know that, right?” he says.
“I do Carter” I giggle, because I’ll never get sick of hearing him say that, “I love you too.”
We spend a bit of time up on the roof making out like teenagers again, until we head off, I’m guessing to the ice rink just like last time.
We drive silently, holding hands again, my grin getting wider the closer we get to the ice rink.
We walk down the streets after we park, his arm wrapped around me nice and tight, but I can feel his heart beating a million miles a minute which has me intrigued.
Again, we’re the only two people on the ice because it’s well after midnight, laughing like idiots as we slide around and try to keep ourselves upright. After a while he slides his way over to me, and puts both his hands against my face, kissing me softly.
“Kayla…I like you” he says nervously, just like I did stupidly on our first date.
I laugh before I say, “Yeah…how much?”
“A lot. I can’t even find the right words to tell you just how much I fucking love you, darlin.”
He starts to get down on one knee, and I realise what he’s doing. Oh. My. God. He takes my hands between his and holds them tightly, keeping them warm as he continues talking.
“Kayla, you managed to make me want to do better, be a better person for you even though you didn’t need me to do that. You were so adamant to not have the hearts and flowers, or any of this love stuff, but I fell so hard for you, Kay. I wanted you from the beginning, before we met in that tiny little office I saw you and knew that one day, I’d be able to call you mine, to get the chance to make you smile.”
He reaches into his jacket pocket, pulling out a beautiful diamond ring. He grins at me with that gorgeous little half smile that I love so much, dimple popping out on his cheek as he slips the ring onto my finger. He kisses my hand softly and looks up at me once more.
“I love you so goddamn much, Kayla. I want to spend the rest of my life proving to you how much I mean that. Will you marry me?”
He eyes me momentarily waiting for my answer, before I grin and practically throw myself at him, kissing him a thousand times as I say – “Yes, yes, a million times yes, Carter.”
We kiss on the freezing cold ice until we’re out of breath and shivering. I roll off him and we lay there, again looking up at the stars and bright moon.
“Fuck I love you babe” he says with a grin.
“I love you too, Carter” I say as I roll against his side and cuddle into him for warmth.
Don’t let the bad things in life pave your future. Don’t let the negatives create hatred in you, because you could miss out on this. Carter pushed his way in, no matter how much I told him I didn’t want any of this. In the end, this was exactly what I needed. Someone to work through all the chaos with me, someone to love me so goddamn much that they’d do anything necessary to be with me.
Everyone deserves something to fight for, but make sure you fight for the right things. Love, is definitely something to fight for, something to look forward to. Everyone deserves that kind of blinding, all-consuming love. Just like Romeo and Juliet. Just like Carter and me.