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Ships I Ship: Cinderella Story couples

Every youtuber: “I hate to be that youtuber that talks about something but can’t tell you anything about it buuut..”

Every youtuber: Is that youtuber that talks about something but can’t tell you anything about it

youtube

I’mmm just gonna leave this here.

I need friends!!

I need more friends that are a part of these fandoms: Dan and Phil Shane Dawson Tyler Oakley Rickey Dillon Jacksepticeye Markiplier Zoella Joe Sugg Caspar ||Superwomen|| Dolan Twins Lucas and Marcus Joey Graceffa Connor Franta Glozell Colleen/Miranda Jenna marbles Supernatural Sherlock Full House F.r.i.e.n.d.s Phantom of the opera Hamilton Troye Sivan One Direction 5sos MCR P!AT FOB TOP PTV Shawn Mendes Percy Jackson Perks of being a wallflower Harry Potter The walking dead Michael Jackson Elvis 80s and 90s movies Anything Leonardo DiCaprio

Comment any of the fandoms your in if any match my list so we can become like best friends 😂❤️

My mom's opinion on YouTubers

So today I thought I’m gonna show my mom some YouTubers that I like and I’m gonna ask her about what they look like. I was choking from laughing.


Dan Howell 

3/10

“I’m refusing to comment.”

Phil Lester

0/10

“Just no”


Tyler Oakley

1/10

“He looks slightly like a women, still no”

Troye Sivan

“Is he legal? I’m not rating him. He is like nine.”

Joey Graceffa

4/10

“He looks like younger version of Tom Cruise mixed with Nick from N’ Sync”

Caspar Lee

4/10

“His hair though.”

Jack and Finn Harries

7/10

“These are nice! They look like Justin Bieber, but better.”

Joe Sugg

3/10

“Ehh, I have seen better looking people.”

Alfie Deyes

5/10

“He looks most manly from them so”

Marcus Butler

3/10

“Alright, but what’s wrong with his cheeks?”

Anthony Padilla

2/10

“He looks like a bird. What happened to his nose though?”

Ian Hecox

0/10

“Oh my sweet God. He is the worst. He looks like young Czesław Niemen (it was a Polish singer, he looks like that x)

Shane Dawson

0/10

"Alright the other one wasn’t THAT bad. Jesus Christ was he born as a tadpole or something? He is ginger oh my God no.”

Felix Kjellberg

10/10

“Finally somebody handsome! Pewds isn’t he? 10/10 yes he looks better in a fucking pink boa, than all of these guys after 3 hours of hairdressing and putting make up.”


And that was it and I died approximately 3 times. By the way it wasn’t meant to be hate or something. I love all of the YouTubers I showed her and I think they’re all hot af.

Preference 1: Your First Big Fight

Alfie: You got in the car and started to drive home. You were supposed to meet your boyfriend at the restaurant for a nice dinner together because you hadn’t been able to go out on a real date in months. You were super excited, but clearly your boyfriend wasn’t, because you had waited an hour and a half and he didn’t show up. You pulled in to your driveway seeing his car parked right in front of you. You were angry and confused as you marched up to the front door. You jumble with the keys before finally getting it open. You walked inside, slammed it shut, and quickly sulked up the stairs to your room. You took off your favorite pair of heels and placed them in your closet. You changed out of your fancy clothes and into your pajamas before walking back downstairs to find your forgetful boyfriend. You saw him sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap and his headphones on. You waved your hands in front of his face before he looked up at you startled. He took his headphones off and smiled at you. “Hey babe, I didn’t here you come in. How was your day??” You just looked at him in disgust and say,“Where were you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I waited a fucking hour and a half for you at the restaurant and you never showed up!!!”
“I’m sorry Y/N, Marcus and I were filming a video today and it took us longer than we thought. I’m actually editing it right now, do you want to see it??”
You looked at him in bewilderment. Why was he being so calm about this, can’t he see that your angry and frustrated with him. “No I don’t want to see it, I want to know why you didn’t at least call me and tell me so I wouldn’t have waited there looking like a complete idiot!!!”
Alfie takes the laptop off of him and puts it on the table before getting up. “It’s not my fault that the recording went late. You know how important youtube is to me, it’s way more important than a stupid dinner. We can just go out to dinner another night, what’s so bad about that?? God, it’s like you want me to spend all of my time and money on you!!!”
You can’t believe he just said that to you. You feel the tears start to build up in your eyes, but you blink them back, trying to keep your ground. “Maybe I wouldn’t want to spend so much time with you if you were ever home!! You’re always filming a video with someone or going out with your friends, but never with me. I wanted to go on on this “stupid” dinner with you because we haven’t been on a date in months!! I just miss you, that’s all, is that so wrong???“
“Well you could just say that, you know, instead of screaming in my face!”
“You’re such an asshole. I hate you! I hate you so much!!”
His eyes drop when you say that and his facial expression turns from angry to hurt. He just stares at you like this for a few seconds, which makes you feel incredibly guilty. You knew you had crossed a line, and you immediately regretted it. The tears from before are back, but this time you let them fall freely. You hug him tightly, completely forgetting about the situation. Relief washes over you as you feel him hug you back, just as tight. “I’m sorry,” you whisper,“I didn’t mean the things I said.”
“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that. And I should have called. Actually, I should have ditched Marcus as soon as it was getting late. I’m really sorry Y/N. I love you.”
“I love you too, Alfie.”

Joe: “I don’t want you to go tomorrow,"Joe said to you as you were cuddled up on the couch together.
"I know, I don’t want to go either, but I have to.”
It was the end of your two week vacation that you had spent with your boyfriend in Engalnd. You had lived in the states your whole life, and you were attending a college there. You had met Joe at Vidcon, and even though you knew it would be hard, you guys decided that you would try to keep a long-distance relationship. You guys visited each other as often as you could, so when you had a two week break from school for the holidays, you decided to fly out and stay with Joe. But of course, your vacation had to come to an end, and that was tomorrow. Obviously you wanted to stay with Joe, but you wanted to get back to school as well.
“Can’t you just quit university and stay here with me?” He asked you.
You giggled softly,“I’m afraid I can’t Joe.”
“Why not??? You can move in and we can spend so much time together!”
You were getting slightly frustrated with him now. You had had this conversation many times before, and your answer was always the same. “You know I can’t do that, I need to study and get my degree so I can get a job.”
“You don’t need to get a job, you can just cook and clean.”
“I’m not going to be your maid, Joe.” you said, your voice raising.
“I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant that your education isn’t that important.”
What the hell was he talking about? “What do you mean my education isn’t important? I want to get a successful job, not sit around at home all day and do the housework.”
“Why are you being so annoying?” Now he was yelling too.
“I’m being annoying? Me? You’re the one who won’t let me do what I want with my life. You don’t control me, Joe. I can do what I want, and what I want is to get a good education.” You paused slightly before saying,“I have to go pack.” You turned around and started walking away, but before you could get anywhere he grabbed on to your arm and spun you back around. “We are not finished yet!” He yanked his hand off and lifted it to run his fingers through his hair, but you, thinking he was going to hit you, covered your face and backed into the wall. He looked at you, and immediately regret flooded his face. “No love, I would never hit you. I don’t want to hurt you, I was just aggravated and upset. The last thing I want to do is hurt you you’re my everything.” He ran to you and pulled you into a hug. You went limp in his arms and started crying into his chest. “I’m sorry babe, I didn’t mean anything I said.”
“I’m sorry too, Joe. I overreacted and I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”
He smiled slightly at you. “How about I go help you pack and then we can watch movies together.”
“That sounds lovely.”

Marcus: You sat alone in your living room, watching some horror film. It was 2 am, and Marcus still wasn’t home yet. You had called him at least a dozen times,and to say you were worried was an understatement. You heard a noise outside before the doorknob jiggled and the door swung open. Marcus stumbled through the door and the smell of alcohol emanated from him.“Hey baby,” he said, walking over to you rather slowly. You got up and met him half way.
“Where have you been?” You asked with your arms crossed.
“Out with the lads. Why?”
“You’ve been gone for 5 hours and you didn’t even bother to answer my calls or texts.”
“You’re hot when you’re angry,"he said, giggling.
"Not now Marcus, this is serious.”
He forcefully pushed his lips on to yours while pushing you against the wall. “C'mon,"he whispered in your ear,"Let’s have sex.”
“No Marcus,"you said, pushing him off of you.
He started to pout and looked at you confused.
"Do you really think you could come home two hours late drunk off your ass and I wouldn’t be mad?? God, you’re so arrogant.”
“I am not arrogant,” he said, your yelling sobering him up a little. “What’s wrong with partying with my friends? Am I not allowed to have a good time every once in awhile?”
“I never said that. Of course you can hang out with friends and drink the night away every once in awhile, but why can’t you call or text me where you are?”
“Because you’re not my mother and you don’t need to know where I am and what I’m doing 24/7!”
“I’m not acting like a mother, I was just worried about you.”
“Yes you are actually,"he yelled, getting in your face,"Your not letting me do what I want to do.”
“What if something happened to you?” You said, choking up. “What if you got hurt? I don’t know what I would do without you Marcus, the thought of losing you kills me. Without you, I’m nothing. So I’m sorry for being concerned about you, but I can’t help it. You’re my everything.”
His face softened and he pulled you in for a hug. You lost it and started sobbing into his chest.
“You’re not going to lose me love, I’m always careful, no matter how much partying I’m doing.”
“I just want you to be safe.”
“I always am, don’t worry.”
He kissed you softly and you smiled up at him.
“Sorry I got your shirt all wet,” you said giggling.
“It’s alright, babe”

Caspar: You needed a new dress for one of your best friends’ birthday party coming up, and you made Caspar go with you so you could get a second opinion on each one. “What about this one?” You asked him, twirling around.
“It’s nice, but I think you should go a little fancier.”
“Ok,"you said, laughing,"I’ll try on the next one.”
He smiled at you before you went back into the dressing room. When you came out again, he was laughing with some girl, who you just assumed was a fan asking for a picture or something.
“You’re really funny,"she said, smiling at him.
"Thank you, you’re-”
“Casp, what about this one?” You interrupted them, not liking the way he was looking at her.
“That one’s better, you should get it,"he said simply, before turning back to the girl standing there. You could tell he was flirting just by how close they were to each other. You just walked back into the fitting room, not wanting to make a scene. After you were back into your normal clothes, you came back out carrying the dress that you wanted to buy. To your surprise, the girl was gone, and Caspar was just sitting on the bench waiting for you. You just brushed past him, walking to the check out to buy the dress you wanted. "Babe?” You heard him say, following you. “Babe, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, Caspar,"you say irritated. You thanked the woman who checked you out and started to walk out of the store.
"I know something’s bugging you, just tell me?”
“Nothing’s bugging me.”
“What is your problem?” You heard him mutter.
“Do you want to know what my fucking problem is?” You said, turning around to face him, but lowering your voice so people didn’t hear you. “My problem, is you flirting with girls all of the time, right in front of me!”
“Woah, just relax.”
“No, I will not relax, do you understand how that made me feel back there, when I went to ask for your opinion and all you were thinking about was that other girl talking to you?”
“I’m sorry love, I didn’t notice it. I won’t do it again.”
“Of course you will, you don’t care!”
“What are you talking about? Of course I care, I didn’t mean to,"he said, anger starting to build up inside him.
"You’ve been doing it for so long, why would you stop now? It’s obvious that you don’t care about me.”
“I don’t do this a lot! It’s never even happened before, you’re just overreacting. Why do you have to make a big deal out of everything?”
“Well, I’m sorry if I’m overreacting, but I just wanted to speak my mind. I’m sick of you flirting with other girls in front of me and making me feel worthless. You treat me like shit and I’m done!”
“What do you mean you’re done?” He said, even madder then before.
“We’re done Caspar, I can’t do it anymore. I’ll get a cab back to our house so I can get my stuff and then leave.” You said before turning around and walking away from him.

When the cab finally got you back to your house, you ran inside to get your stuff. As you turned the corner into your room, you ran into Caspar…literally. Startled, you both fell over onto the ground. You tried to get up, but he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him.
“Please don’t go,"he whispered.
"Why shouldn’t I? I’m tired of feeling like I’m not good enough for you.”
“But you are good enough for me. Actually, you’re too good for me. You’re all I want, no one else. There is no other girl in the world that compares to you. I promise I’ll stop flirting. The only reason I don’t notice it is because it’s just my nature, I guess, but I’m not looking for other girls. You’re all I need and I don’t want anything else. Please stay.”
You smiled and leaned down to kiss him.
“So is that a yes?”
You just nodded and giggled.

Jack: It was 2 am and you were sat on the couch in your pjs, cuddled up under the blankets, and watching old tv shows. You were waiting for your boyfriend, Jack, to come home from a night out with the boys. Lately he had been going out a lot, and it has started to annoy you. You don’t mind if he does this every once in awhile, but this is the sixth night in a row that he’s gone out with them, coming home early in the morning, completely wasted. It’s been getting on your nerves. Around 3 he stumbled through the door, before locking it as walking over to you.
“Hey love,"he said, sitting next to you and wrapping his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. As much as you loved being cuddled by Jack, you liked it a lot better when he was sober and didn’t reek of alcohol. You pushed him away and turned off the tv before starting to walk upstairs.
"Where are you going babe?”
“To bed.”
You heard him scurry up behind you before following you up to your bedroom. As soon as you were both under the covers he pulled you to him again, but you pushed him away and flipped over onto your other side.
“Babe what’s wrong?” He said, slightly sobering up now.
“Nothing,"you mumbled, trying to fall asleep.
He turned on the light on the bed side table and moved the covers.
"Sit up and talk to me, I want to know what happened.”
“You should know what happened.”
“C'mon love, at least sit up.”
Reluctantly, you start to sit up, facing him.
“Now what’s the problem?”
“The problem is that you’ve been gone all night for the past six days and you come home absolutely drunk.”
“I’m still not seeing the problem,"he said confused.
You looked at him in bewilderment before responding with,"Really?? It’s dangerous Jack, and you shouldn’t do it every night. Oh, and I would also like to spend some time with you, if you don’t mind,"you said bitterly.
"Why do you have to be so clingy? Can’t I spend some time with my friends? God, y/n, just because you’re my girlfriend doesn’t mean I have to spend every second of every day with you.”
“That’s not what I’m saying! Of course you can go out with your friends, but not everyday!! I get worried, Jack.”
“Well don’t. I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself.”
You just scoffed before lying back down. “Turn off the light.”
“Babe-”
“Turn. Off. The. Light.”
He turned it off and layed back down, pulling the covers over both of you. He tried cuddling up to you, but you just pushed him away, falling asleep with a foot in between you.
*the next morning*
You woke up to the smell of waffles and bacon. You looked to the doorway and saw Jack standing there, holding a tray.
“Good morning love,"he said, walking over to you. "I’m sorry about last night,"he said placing the tray in front of you,"I should spend more time with you and not go out with the boys every night. I didn’t mean any of the things I said and I regret ever saying them out loud. Forgive me?”
“Of course. Now c'mon,"you said, patting the bed next to you,"I can’t finish this by myself”

Finn: “I’m so excited to see this movie,"you said to your boyfriend, Finn. You were in line buying popcorn before going into the theatre. While you were trying to find the right one, a group of girls walked over to you.
"Finn?” You heard one of them say.
“Yup, that’s me."Finn said smiling,"Are you girls fans?”
“Yeah we are,"another one said. "Can we have a picture with you?”
“Of course!”
You volunteered to take the picture, so you took the girls iPhone and snapped a few pics before returning it to her.
“What movie are you girls going to see?”
“Actually we already saw it, we were just heading to a cafe for a coffee. Care to join?” She asked.
“Oh, sure! Babe wanna join them?"Finn asked you.
"I was sort of looking forward to the movie,"you said, disappointed. You knew Finn loved talking to fans, but you had been so excited to see this film with him.
"Ok, then you go see it and I’ll go with them and we can meet back at mine,”
The girls scoffed at you as they walked away with him. Before leaving, Finn turned around and waved at you, giving you a huge smile. You just gave a slight wave back before walking into the theatre. You sat down in the back and tried to comprehend what just happened. Did Finn really just ditch you for fans? Did you really just let him?? As the movie was starting, you realized you didn’t want to see it without him, so you left the theater and got a cab to drive you to Finns place.
Around 10, you heard the door unlock, and someone walk in. “Love are you home?” You heard Finn call.
“I’m upstairs,"you replied, annoyance evident in your voice.
He walked in smiling until he saw you sat on the bed with your arms crossed, staring blankly at the tv that was playing some old movie.
"Is something wrong?” He asked.
“Why did you leave me at the theatre?”
“I’m sorry, love, I asked if you wanted to come.”
“I know, and I wanted to watch the movie…with YOU.”
“How was it?”
“I didn’t see it! I wanted to see it with you, Finn, not by myself while you were out getting coffee with a bunch of fans.”
“What’s the problem? They were just fans.”
“Yeah, but you didn’t have to ditch me!!”
“You could’ve just came with us!”
“It doesn’t matter! I shouldn’t have to compete for your time with your fans!!!”
“Stop being so selfish! God, y/n, not everything is about what you want.”
You gasped at him,“I’m not being selfish! I just wanted to spend time with you. I’m sorry if I’m upset that you left me alone at the cinema! But don’t you know how embarrassing that was? I felt like a complete idiot!”
He looked at you with sad eyes and said,“Really? I’m sorry. I didn’t notice that I was making you feel that way. It won’t happen again, I promise. From now on, whenever I’m with you, I stay with you, and only you, no one else, no interruptions.”
“You mean it?”
“Yes, I mean it y/n. I love you.”
“I love you too.”

Dan: You got home from a stressful day at work, exhausted and ready to curl up in a ball and sleep. As soon as you set foot in the door, you could see that the house was a mess. “What the hell,"you muttered to yourself. When you left the house this morning, the house was spotless. "Dan,"you called out.
"I’m in the living room.”
You walked into the living room, which was even worse, to see Dan lying on the couch, playing a video game. “Dan, what is with this mess.”
“It’s not that messy.”
“Are you kidding? It’s a freakin pig sty.”
“It’s really not that big of a mess, stop over reacting.”
“Whatever, just clean it up.”
“Why can’t you clean it up? It’s your mess.”
“Because that’s what you do, you cook and clean.”
“Excuse me?” You looked at him in disgust.
“You know what I mean, love, the women do that, not that guys.”
“Maybe the women who stay at home all day can do that, but I worked all day and now I’m exhausted. So I would appreciate it if you stopped playing your stupid video game, got off of your lazy ass which did nothing today, and clean this mess of a house.” You said before walking to your room and slamming the door shut. You changed into your pj’s and lied down on the bed, taking a nap.

When you woke up, you were scared to leave your room, afraid that Dan would still be mad at you. You slowly got out of bed and walked down the stairs to see that the house was perfectly clean, not a speck of dust anywhere. You were overwhelmed with what a great job he had done. You walked into the kitchen to see Dan making dinner for the two of you. When he heard you walk in, he turned around and smiled at you,“Hey,"he said softly.
"Hi,"you said, walking over to him.
"Perfect timing, dinners ready.”
He starting plating the food at bringing it over to the table. You got both of you a glass of water and joined him at the table.
“I’m really sorry for leaving the house a mess and for the things I said. I know you work harder than I do, and you shouldn’t have to do that.”
“Hey, don’t say that. We both work hard. And I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean anything I said, either.”
He smiled at you before looking down at his food.
“This is delicious by the way.”

Phil: You walked into your bedroom and sat next to your boyfriend, Phil, who was on his laptop.
“Hey, wanna do something today?”
“Like what?"he asked.
"Let’s do something fun. We should go bowling!!!"you said after thinking about all of your options.
"Yeah, sure,"he said, clearly not interested.
"We don’t have to if you don’t want to,"you said disappointed.
"Ok good, I really didn’t want to,"he said, chuckling. He continued to scroll through his feed on tumblr while you got up and started walking out of the room. "Sorry, I just wanted to do something fun for once,"you said bitterly before you were out of the room. You texted your friend, asking if she wanted to go with you, and she responded quickly saying yes. As you were grabbing your coat out of the closet, you heard Phil walking up behind you. You turned around and looked at him before saying,"Wow, you’re actually out of your room!! I’m surprised.”
“What is that supposed to mean?"he spat back.
"It means lately all you’ve done is stayed in your room and have barely even talked to me. We haven’t gone on a date in ages and we haven’t done anything fun in so long, Phil,"you said before walking away.
"Where are you going?”
“Bowling with my friend, because she actually wants to spend time with me, unlike you.”

You pulled into your driveway after having a fun night with your friend. You had a great time, but it would have been better if Phil was there. You got to the door and opened it slowly, anxious to see Phil again after your fight. As soon as you opened the door, the smell of you’re favorite meal wafted into the foyer. There were rose petals on the floor leading up the stairs. You followed them to the bedroom and pushed open the door which was slightly ajar. The room was dim and there was a table set up with candles and rose petals. Phil stood up and walked over to you. “I know it’s not going out, but I thought this could be considered a date,"he said, with a guilty look on his face.
"Phil…it’s perfect.”
“Really? I wasn’t sure if you would like it…”
“No, I love it! It’s really sweet of you.”
“And I promise tomorrow we’ll go out on a proper date.”
You pulled him to you and kissed him. When you pulled away you apologized. “I’m sorry, Phil. I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”
“It’s ok, y/n, I needed to hear it. You’re right, we should do more things together that aren’t in my apartment.”
You smiled at him,“So, are we going to go on this date?”
“You bet,"he said, leading you to the table.

PJ: "Where’d you get that necklace?” PJ asked you curiously.
“Um…a friend gave it to me,"you said uneasy. The truth was, you had exchanged it for the one PJ got you for Christmas the week before. You really didn’t like it, at all really, so you exchanged it for a different one, praying that PJ wouldn’t find out.
"You don’t sound so sure about that.”
“No, I am.” You were the worst liar ever so you could tell that he was not buying it.
“Really, where did you get that?”
You knew if you lied again that he wouldn’t believe you, so you just told him the truth. “You know that necklace you got me for Christmas?” He nodded, looking confused.
“Well, I sort of exchanged it for this one.”
His face fell before he said,“You didn’t like it?”
“No I did, I just…liked this one better.”
“You didn’t like it.”
You just looked down, ashamed.
“Why didn’t you just tell me instead of humiliating me like this,"he said, raising his voice.
"I’m sorry, Peej, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“Yeah, but any thing’s better than this! Now I just look stupid!”
“I’m sorry,"you said as sincere as you could.
"Yeah. You’ve said that,"he replied bitterly before storming out of the room and up stairs to the bedroom. You felt really bad about what you did, and you figured that he could use some time alone to cool off, so you decided to go out and get the original necklace back.

After you exchanged necklaces again, you drove back home hoping that PJ would forgive you. You walked into your house not seeing him anywhere. You assumed he was in your room still, so you slowly walked up the stairs and pushed the door open lightly. He was lying face up on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Hey PJ,"you said quietly.
"Hey,"he said emotionless, remaining in the same position on bed. You sat down next to him, and he still didn’t move.
"I returned the necklace and got the original one back. And now that I’m looking at it again,"you paused and picked it up from around your neck and played with it with your fingers,"I like it. It’s really pretty.”
He sat up and looked at you sadly,“You didn’t need to do that. I was just upset because you didn’t like it, but I understand if you want to exchange it for something that you’ll like.”
“No, really PJ. It’s beautiful, I don’t know how I didn’t see it the first time.”
“You really mean that?”
“I do”
He smiled at you before saying,“But next time you don’t like something, that’s totally fine, but just tell me and we can go exchange it together, ok?”
“Alright.”
“You promise?”
“Yes I promise,"you said giggling.

Chris: "y/n, who’s Liam?”
“What?"you asked him. You walked back into the room he was in and saw him holding your phone. "Are you looking through my messages??”
“Well yeah, but only because he texted you and he seemed like more than a friend.”
“First, he is just a friend, and second, that still doesn’t give you the right to look through my phone.”
“Oh yeah, he’s ‘just a friend’” he picks up the phone again and starts reading the message,“hey cutie, wanna go out for lunch today? We can go to your favorite restaurant!”
“Chris, I promise you he’s just a friend.”
“Whatever you say,” he said sarcastically.
“For god’s sake, Chris, he’s gay! He doesn’t like me like that!”
“Oh, um, I’m sorry.”
“Whatever Chris.”
“Why are you mad?”
“Why am I mad? Because you don’t trust me enough to know that I wouldn’t cheat on you! That hurts, Chris, it really does. I would hope you would know that I love you and I would never do that!”
You ran up the stairs with Chris following close behind you.
“Y/n,"he said, grabbing your wrist and spinning you around,"I really am sorry. I do trust you, it’s just, sometimes I think that you’re too good for me, and I’m worried you’ll find someone better, that’s all.”
“Babe,"you said, lifting his chin up with your finger,"I love you. So much. I’m never going to find anyone better because I’ve already got the best thing.”
He smiled and looked down slightly before looking in to your eyes.
“You’re the best, you know that?”
“Yeah, I do,"you said, laughing.

Charlie: "y/n,"you heard Charlie yell as he walked through the front door. You didn’t respond, but just stayed lying face down on your bed. Today was your birthday, and it had seemed like he had forgotten. You had been with him all day and he didn’t say anything, and a few hours ago he went out with his friends. You heard him walk up the stairs before walking into your room. "Hey babe, what’s the matter?”
“Nothing really, it’s just…”
“Just what?” He asked, walking over to you and sitting next to you on the bed.
“Did you remember that today is my birthday?”
His eyes widened and he stared off into space.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
“Oh y/n I’m -”
“Just save it Charlie.”
“Love, I’m -”
“You don’t get it, do you? You can’t just say you’re sorry every time you screw up and just expect to be forgiven!”
“It’s just your birthday, it will come again next year.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that the things that are important to me aren’t even in the back of your mind.”
“Just stop being so self centered.”
“Whatever Charlie, I’m leaving for a little.”
“Babe -”
You just left the house to go for a little walk and cool down. When you got back, Charlie was waiting for you in the foyer.
“Love, look, I’m so sorry for forgetting your birthday and everything I said, I didn’t mean a word of it and your birthday is super important to me and I care about you a lot and -”
Now he was rambling so you cut him off with a kiss.
“The truth is, the reason I forgot was because I was so busy pulling together this,"he said, getting down on one knee and pulling out a small velvet box, which he opened to reveal a diamond ring,"y/f/n will you marry me?”
Tears sprung to your eyes and all you could do was nod your head yes. He picked you up and spun you around before setting you down and kissing you again. “Now, how about I make it up to you and we’ll go out to your favorite restaurant and afterwards go to that ice cream shop you like.”
“That sounds absolutely wonderful,"you said, before going out with your fiancée.

A/N I’m so sorry this is extremely long. I didn’t plan for it to be like this, it just kinda happened :/ but I worked really hard on it and it took me FOREVER so feedback and likes are greatly appreciated. Please follow and request things in my ask ily

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