Okay....apparently, my artigo was too long, and it cut off the ending. -___e Anyway, because of that, I'm jusr gonna post this as part 2! Hope you enjoy! ^^'
“Mike...what's-” Zoey began, but stopped when Mike suddenly knelt on the ground before her. He then pulled out something from his pocket, and...to Zoey's great surprise...she saw it was....a ring. A beautiful engagement ring. Zoey gasped audibly, and, in other words, became dumb-struck.
The two of then stayed like that for a moment. Mike kneeling before Zoey, Zoey just staring in awe. After a while, Mike then spoke, and asked the pergunta Zoey never thought she would hear.
Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone!
I amor you, and that's all I really know.
I've talked to your dad, you'll pick out a white dress.
It's a amor story, baby just say yes.
“Zoey Roots...would you do me the honor of...marrying me?” Mike asks, doing his best not to stutter nervously. Zoey blushed as well as him, but...didn't know what to say.
“Mike...I...I...” Zoey tries to get out, but the words remain caught on her tongue.
“Zoey, I know this may not mean anything now, but...I promise, if you do decide to marry me, you'll never have to be alone.” Mike tells her. “I amor you Zoey, and...that's all I truly know and understand in my crazy mixed up life. Despite me having MPD, you still stuck por my side, and, for that, even if you say no to me right now, I'll always amor you. So...whatever you choose...I hope we can stay friends.”
Zoey was completely flabbergasted. Mike had just proposed to her, and he was saying, even if she said no, that he still wanted to be friends with her. Zoey couldn't help but think that was the sweetest thing to say, but, just as her lips were getting ready to say yes, she realizes something.
“But...Mike...what about my father.” Zoey whispers, remembering the last few weeks. “I really do want to marry you, but...there's no way we would get his blessing. And...I can't get married without it.”
Mike smiles slightly before replying; “Yeah...I would agree with you, but...I kinda had a talk with him. He said as long as you picked out a white dress; he would entrust me with taking care of you and keeping you safe.” Mike then smiles tiredly, and...Zoey slowly starts putting two and two together.
“So...is that why...you didn't respond?” Zoey asks, feeling guilty for ever doubting him.
“Yeah...that's why.” Mike replies; getting a sad tone. “I was just...per-occupied. Any time I wasn't working to save up for the ring to propose to you, I was trying talking to your father about marrying you. It was all my fault...I should have just made time to reply...I'm so sorry...” Zoey's coração melts. Her perguntas had finally been answered. Mike loved her, and...there was no one she would rather spend her life with then him.
“Mike...of course I'll marry you!” Zoey exclaims, tears of joy starting to trail down her pail cheeks. Mike blinks it surprise, and then smiles form ear to ear.
“Really?” Mike asks as if she was instantly gonna change her mind.
“Of course!” Zoey reassures him; tears still streaming down her cheeks. “I'm just touched you went through that much trouble to marry me.” Mike then smiles, and slips the ring onto Zoey's ring finger on her left hand before standing up.
“We're officially engaged then.” Mike states, his blush still present on his face.
“Yeah...I guess we are.” Zoey replies, her blush also still present. The two then stare deeply into each others eyes, and, slowly, the two moved closer and closer to each other. They then shared an enchanting kiss – both savoring the feeling of their lips being connected. It didn't have tongue, but...it was still incredible. Soon, the two separated, and pulled each other into a loving hug.
And, as they tried to make the moment last as long as they could, Zoey thought maybe, just maybe, some fairy tales and loves stories do come true.
Oh, oh, oh.
'Cause we were both young, when I first say you.
The two then rejoiced in the glow of their perfect moment for awhile longer, but then head off to Zoey's house to talk about the arrangements. Zoey's father and mother, (who were both waiting for them in the living room) congratulated them, and began to talk weddings. The two amor birds try to make the wedding as soon as possible, but Zoey's father said he'd like to have them married after Zoey finished collage.
Zoey thought about arguing with the date, but....decided to just let her father have this one.
So, that following Fall, Zoey went off to the collage five towns away – along with Mike. (he had put off collage to be with Zoey, and, since she was going, so was he) The two then spent the seguinte four years going through collage together as a happily engaged couple. Needless to say; it was the greatest time for both of them. Of course, collage didn't last forever. They soon graduated, (Zoey with a degree in Journalism, and Mike with a degree in Science oddly enough) and rushed back to their início town.
In a mere two days; Mike and Zoey were married in the church.
It was a very magical day. Zoey in a long and flowing white dress, Mike in a striking black tux, and all their friends (a handful of them were friends they made while in collage, and the rest were friends from way back) and family there to celebrate their union with them.
After the wedding; Zoey and Mike went down to the Hawaiian Islands for their honeymoon. It was a enjoyable three months of sun, surf, and many nights of passion for them. Of course, after the honeymoon, the two packed their stuff from their original homes, and moved out. It was exciting, but...sad at the same time. Zoey's dad was probably the most emotional, surprisingly enough. He just hated seeing his little girl grow up, but...there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Mike and Zoey then pooled their money, and bought this fantastic little starter início just two mere towns away. (not in the direction of the collage, but in the complete opposite direction) It had all the things they needed to start with, and the two were determined to make a long life together there.
After a month; they were officially moved in. All the boxes of stuff were unpacked, they both had stable jobs, and things were going their way. Of course...Zoey couldn't help but think something was missing. And it's not as if she didn't know what it was. No. That knowledge was clear to her. It was just the thing she wanted to ask for was...demanding in a way. Besides, even if she did ask, she knew Mike would say no in a heartbeat.
You see...Zoey really wanted to have a baby.
Around the segundo mês of their honeymoon, Zoey slyly suggested to Mike about it, and he had said he never wanted to bring another life to the world if they would have to suffer through MPD like he had. Zoey tried persuading him, but he wouldn't budge. His mind was made about the issue.
Still....Zoey had to at least try.
One night when her and Mike were eating dinner, Zoey just asked Mike if he would re-consider having a kid. Mike sighed heavily, and repeated what he had said on their honeymoon. Zoey frowned, and argued that kids make a married couple closer. She also added that fact that, even if their child was born with MPD, it would still be there very own, and there was nothing saying they'd even have MPD. Plus, as he had proven, MPD could always be managed. Mike momentarily thinks on what Zoey said, and, with a slight sigh coupled with a small smile, says that maybe a child is what they need. The red head smiles ear-to-ear, and pulls Mike into a hug from across the table– thanking him over and over. He returns her hug, and, soon, the two separate from a hug and melt into a loving kiss.
So, that night, the two shared an intense passion neither of them had ever fully experienced before. And, nine months later, Zoey gave birth to their first child – a beautiful little girl with Zoey's red hair, Mike's naturally tanned skin, and a mix of both of their eye colors. The doctor give her a quick physical, and, much to their relief, says the baby is perfectly healthy – saying if she had MPD, it won't show until later years. He then hands Zoey her baby, and Mike comes beside the hospital bed.
“Isn't she beautiful, Mike?” Zoey gushes; cradling her newly born daughter lovingly in her arms.
“Yeah....she is.” Mike gushes as well, already wrapped around the baby's little finger. Zoey could tell be his voice he was just as glad as she was they had a kid. “What do you wanna name her?” the red head takes a segundo to think about it, but then looks at Mike with a huge smile.
“Veronica. Veronica Mari Roots.” Zoey replies; remembering Mike's mothers name was Mari.
Mike smiles at this, and says; “Veronica Mari Roots it is then.” he then bends down, and kisses Veronica (who is currently asleep in Zoey's arms) gently on the fore-hear, and then goes up to give Zoey a kiss on the lips. She kisses back, but then separates. Zoey then rests her head gently on Mike's shoulder, and the two look lovingly down on their sleeping infant. Even though she was just born; she already had two people who loved her unconditionally. “I'm glad we had her.” Mike confesses, a huge smile on his face.
“Me too.” Zoey replies, snuggling in closer to Mike. She then closes her eyes; remembering how it all happened at the dance when a boy with spiked hair come onto the school “balcony” with her.
And there you have it – my first TDROTI fiction! :D *crickets sound*
…well it couldn't have possibly been that bad. .3.' Again, this is my first time composição literária in these characters POV's so...yeah...I'm very proud of this story! :3 Also, I promise to all my “Thing's change or do they?” fãs that the epilog will be up soon!
Till seguinte time! *waves goodbye*
“Mike...what's-” Zoey began, but stopped when Mike suddenly knelt on the ground before her. He then pulled out something from his pocket, and...to Zoey's great surprise...she saw it was....a ring. A beautiful engagement ring. Zoey gasped audibly, and, in other words, became dumb-struck.
The two of then stayed like that for a moment. Mike kneeling before Zoey, Zoey just staring in awe. After a while, Mike then spoke, and asked the pergunta Zoey never thought she would hear.
Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone!
I amor you, and that's all I really know.
I've talked to your dad, you'll pick out a white dress.
It's a amor story, baby just say yes.
“Zoey Roots...would you do me the honor of...marrying me?” Mike asks, doing his best not to stutter nervously. Zoey blushed as well as him, but...didn't know what to say.
“Mike...I...I...” Zoey tries to get out, but the words remain caught on her tongue.
“Zoey, I know this may not mean anything now, but...I promise, if you do decide to marry me, you'll never have to be alone.” Mike tells her. “I amor you Zoey, and...that's all I truly know and understand in my crazy mixed up life. Despite me having MPD, you still stuck por my side, and, for that, even if you say no to me right now, I'll always amor you. So...whatever you choose...I hope we can stay friends.”
Zoey was completely flabbergasted. Mike had just proposed to her, and he was saying, even if she said no, that he still wanted to be friends with her. Zoey couldn't help but think that was the sweetest thing to say, but, just as her lips were getting ready to say yes, she realizes something.
“But...Mike...what about my father.” Zoey whispers, remembering the last few weeks. “I really do want to marry you, but...there's no way we would get his blessing. And...I can't get married without it.”
Mike smiles slightly before replying; “Yeah...I would agree with you, but...I kinda had a talk with him. He said as long as you picked out a white dress; he would entrust me with taking care of you and keeping you safe.” Mike then smiles tiredly, and...Zoey slowly starts putting two and two together.
“So...is that why...you didn't respond?” Zoey asks, feeling guilty for ever doubting him.
“Yeah...that's why.” Mike replies; getting a sad tone. “I was just...per-occupied. Any time I wasn't working to save up for the ring to propose to you, I was trying talking to your father about marrying you. It was all my fault...I should have just made time to reply...I'm so sorry...” Zoey's coração melts. Her perguntas had finally been answered. Mike loved her, and...there was no one she would rather spend her life with then him.
“Mike...of course I'll marry you!” Zoey exclaims, tears of joy starting to trail down her pail cheeks. Mike blinks it surprise, and then smiles form ear to ear.
“Really?” Mike asks as if she was instantly gonna change her mind.
“Of course!” Zoey reassures him; tears still streaming down her cheeks. “I'm just touched you went through that much trouble to marry me.” Mike then smiles, and slips the ring onto Zoey's ring finger on her left hand before standing up.
“We're officially engaged then.” Mike states, his blush still present on his face.
“Yeah...I guess we are.” Zoey replies, her blush also still present. The two then stare deeply into each others eyes, and, slowly, the two moved closer and closer to each other. They then shared an enchanting kiss – both savoring the feeling of their lips being connected. It didn't have tongue, but...it was still incredible. Soon, the two separated, and pulled each other into a loving hug.
And, as they tried to make the moment last as long as they could, Zoey thought maybe, just maybe, some fairy tales and loves stories do come true.
Oh, oh, oh.
'Cause we were both young, when I first say you.
The two then rejoiced in the glow of their perfect moment for awhile longer, but then head off to Zoey's house to talk about the arrangements. Zoey's father and mother, (who were both waiting for them in the living room) congratulated them, and began to talk weddings. The two amor birds try to make the wedding as soon as possible, but Zoey's father said he'd like to have them married after Zoey finished collage.
Zoey thought about arguing with the date, but....decided to just let her father have this one.
So, that following Fall, Zoey went off to the collage five towns away – along with Mike. (he had put off collage to be with Zoey, and, since she was going, so was he) The two then spent the seguinte four years going through collage together as a happily engaged couple. Needless to say; it was the greatest time for both of them. Of course, collage didn't last forever. They soon graduated, (Zoey with a degree in Journalism, and Mike with a degree in Science oddly enough) and rushed back to their início town.
In a mere two days; Mike and Zoey were married in the church.
It was a very magical day. Zoey in a long and flowing white dress, Mike in a striking black tux, and all their friends (a handful of them were friends they made while in collage, and the rest were friends from way back) and family there to celebrate their union with them.
After the wedding; Zoey and Mike went down to the Hawaiian Islands for their honeymoon. It was a enjoyable three months of sun, surf, and many nights of passion for them. Of course, after the honeymoon, the two packed their stuff from their original homes, and moved out. It was exciting, but...sad at the same time. Zoey's dad was probably the most emotional, surprisingly enough. He just hated seeing his little girl grow up, but...there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Mike and Zoey then pooled their money, and bought this fantastic little starter início just two mere towns away. (not in the direction of the collage, but in the complete opposite direction) It had all the things they needed to start with, and the two were determined to make a long life together there.
After a month; they were officially moved in. All the boxes of stuff were unpacked, they both had stable jobs, and things were going their way. Of course...Zoey couldn't help but think something was missing. And it's not as if she didn't know what it was. No. That knowledge was clear to her. It was just the thing she wanted to ask for was...demanding in a way. Besides, even if she did ask, she knew Mike would say no in a heartbeat.
You see...Zoey really wanted to have a baby.
Around the segundo mês of their honeymoon, Zoey slyly suggested to Mike about it, and he had said he never wanted to bring another life to the world if they would have to suffer through MPD like he had. Zoey tried persuading him, but he wouldn't budge. His mind was made about the issue.
Still....Zoey had to at least try.
One night when her and Mike were eating dinner, Zoey just asked Mike if he would re-consider having a kid. Mike sighed heavily, and repeated what he had said on their honeymoon. Zoey frowned, and argued that kids make a married couple closer. She also added that fact that, even if their child was born with MPD, it would still be there very own, and there was nothing saying they'd even have MPD. Plus, as he had proven, MPD could always be managed. Mike momentarily thinks on what Zoey said, and, with a slight sigh coupled with a small smile, says that maybe a child is what they need. The red head smiles ear-to-ear, and pulls Mike into a hug from across the table– thanking him over and over. He returns her hug, and, soon, the two separate from a hug and melt into a loving kiss.
So, that night, the two shared an intense passion neither of them had ever fully experienced before. And, nine months later, Zoey gave birth to their first child – a beautiful little girl with Zoey's red hair, Mike's naturally tanned skin, and a mix of both of their eye colors. The doctor give her a quick physical, and, much to their relief, says the baby is perfectly healthy – saying if she had MPD, it won't show until later years. He then hands Zoey her baby, and Mike comes beside the hospital bed.
“Isn't she beautiful, Mike?” Zoey gushes; cradling her newly born daughter lovingly in her arms.
“Yeah....she is.” Mike gushes as well, already wrapped around the baby's little finger. Zoey could tell be his voice he was just as glad as she was they had a kid. “What do you wanna name her?” the red head takes a segundo to think about it, but then looks at Mike with a huge smile.
“Veronica. Veronica Mari Roots.” Zoey replies; remembering Mike's mothers name was Mari.
Mike smiles at this, and says; “Veronica Mari Roots it is then.” he then bends down, and kisses Veronica (who is currently asleep in Zoey's arms) gently on the fore-hear, and then goes up to give Zoey a kiss on the lips. She kisses back, but then separates. Zoey then rests her head gently on Mike's shoulder, and the two look lovingly down on their sleeping infant. Even though she was just born; she already had two people who loved her unconditionally. “I'm glad we had her.” Mike confesses, a huge smile on his face.
“Me too.” Zoey replies, snuggling in closer to Mike. She then closes her eyes; remembering how it all happened at the dance when a boy with spiked hair come onto the school “balcony” with her.
And there you have it – my first TDROTI fiction! :D *crickets sound*
…well it couldn't have possibly been that bad. .3.' Again, this is my first time composição literária in these characters POV's so...yeah...I'm very proud of this story! :3 Also, I promise to all my “Thing's change or do they?” fãs that the epilog will be up soon!
Till seguinte time! *waves goodbye*
