“Zachary, Zee, baby, wake up you’re having a nightmare.” I shook Zee violently awake; he was a really deep sleeper. He woke up crying; pulling him into a tight hug I rubbed his back. “Shh, baby I’m here. Nothing will happen to you, I love you baby.” I kept repeating to him. He wrapped his arms around my torso, pulling me as close to him as possible. I lay down, pulling him on top of me. “Baby, don’t cry I’m here, tell me what happened.” I pushed his fringe out of his watery eyes, kissing his forehead.

“I… my father, it was so real. H-he killed you… then he came back after me! He k-killed your family and he torture me.” He wailed, crying harder on my chest. I frowned, not at Zee but at what his mind allowed him to dream. I put my finger under his chin, forcing him to look in my warm (shit) brown eyes.

“Zachary James Baker, you know damn well I won’t let that happen. I have two .44 guns in my closet, as long as I’m around you’re safe, as long as you’re with me nothing can touch you, not your dad not anyone.” I told him, wrapping my arms around Zee – hugging him tightly. He smiled slightly, looking up at me.

“Really, you actually mean you’re g-gonna stay with me, even though I’m f-fucked up and, and I’m a hazard to you?” he asked. I nodded.

“Of course, baby. I’m your boyfriend and no matter how fucked up you think you are, believe me when I say that I don’t see that. I see a beautiful, sweet, amazing male in front of me whom I love to death and I’ve loved you for a fucking long time. I want to spend my whole life with you and if that means sorting out for pathetic excuse of a father then I’ll do it if it means that I can still be with you.” he smiled really widely, and kissed me as passionately as he possibly can. I pulled away and smiled back at him. “I love you so damn much, seriously if I had a ring I’d propose to you.” I kissed his shoulder, wow now I feel really weird for saying it as Zee’s stunned into silence.

“You’d want to m-marry me?” he whispered, more to himself than to me. He looked up at me, caressing my chest.

“Yes, I’d be stupid if I didn’t want to marry you.” I told him honestly. His smile got wider; it was the fucking cutest thing ever.

“I love you too and you’d make an amazing and extremely hot husband.” Zee mused, “Plus our honeymoon would be breath-taking.”

“Look who’s talking baby, you’re so fucking hot all dressed up, baby. And damn straight, the sex will be like, 100 times better as a married couple.” I commented quite bluntly, making him blush.

“Are you always so straight-forward, babe?” he chuckled, nuzzling his face on my neck.

“You know it, baby.”

We met up with the rest of the gang at Johnny’s bar, yes I know we’re all underage but we know the owner and he loves us so he sneaks us a few bottles of Jack Daniels, Absinthe and Guinness.

“Michelle and Jason couldn’t make it, neither could Matt and Gena. Something about double dating or some shit like that.” Val told us as she hugged the each of us in turn. We nodded and got a hug from Matt, Johnny and Jimmy as well. Val sat down and snuggled up closer to Matt’s chest. That’s when I noticed the fucking ring on her finger. Fucking girl’s engaged. She noticed me staring at it, looking at me she blushed deeply.

“What the fuck is that?!” Jimmy asked, picking her hand up to have a look at the ring. She yanked her hand back.

“Can I have my hand back now? Well, douche that’s what we call a ring.” She spat, rolling her eyes.

“I knew that, smartass. I mean when did that happen?” he responded, gesturing between her and Matt.

“Like 3 weeks ago.” Matt said with a wave of his hand, Val nodded in her agreement.

“3… weeks, why the fuck didn’t you tell us!” Johnny practically bit her entire head off. She shrunk back against Matt, shrugging.

“Johnny, calm down. We didn’t tell you because you know how much we hate attention.” Matt growled a little, hugging Val tightly. Well fuck, first Jimmy gives Johnny a fucking promise ring and now Val’s engaged, can’t I catch a break? Honestly I’m seriously half tempted to drive my happy ass to Vegas to marry Zee but I don’t want to as I want to do it the right way; get engaged, have a party, plan our wedding and what-not. As Val put her hand down on the table it gave me a chance to have a proper look at the ring. There it was, the fucking ring that I had my eyes on… I was planning on getting it, sterling silver with a fucking huge ass diamond in the middle cut in the shape of a damn heart… Jimmy nudged my ribs slightly, mouthing ‘what’s wrong’. I got up and pulled him outside.

“Dude, what’s up? You look like you’re about to rip Matt’s head off or something.” Jimmy chuckled a little, taking a seat on the wall. I leant next to him.

“Well, I’ve been planning on proposing…” Jimmy cut me off with a really high-pitched girly squeal. I looked at him, cocking my eyebrow.

“Oh my fucking god, Bri!!!!! WHY HAVEN’T YOU TOLD ME, FUCKING HELL!” I put my hand over his mouth. The twat’s just so fuckin’ hyper you really can’t tell him anything. He licked my hand, I let him go and wiped my hand on his shirt.

“Stop doing that, Jim. It’s gross and also shut the fuck up. No one but you and Zee know so not a word to Michelle or Johnny ‘bout it.”

“But, Bri this is huge. I mean, like bigger than you fucking Michelle in 8th grade huge.” He bounded up and down on the balls on his feet as he talked. “Can I be your best man? Please, please, please, please!? I’ll love you like forever!” I sighed and rolled my eyes.

“Jim don’t remind me and you know me, of course you’ll be my best man.” He squealed again and hugged me tightly. “James… I… Can’t…. Breathe! Let go of me you crazy fucker or I’ll make Johnny my best man.”

“Pfft, that little midget as your best man? You’re joking, plus me being your best man makes Zack look sane for marrying you and not someone like me.” he cackled, wiggling his eyebrows. I growled a little and shoved him as I walked back inside.

“Back off, he’s mine.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s not what you said last week.” He chuckled, slapping me on the ass as he passed. I just shook my head at him, that man had no shame what-so-ever.