// MISTAKE ME NOT

[samuel mark winters]

This was stupid, this was just plain crazy, and the world knew it right now. Too young, it was too spur of the moment, but it was the right time. Pacing back and forth didn't seem to be helping this boys mind, neither did fiddling around with a small box. This was supposed to be a gift, he had planned this completely to be someone's eighteenth birthday gift but it seemed like things were going a little sooner. It wasn't a good idea, and obviously he knew that right now, there was no need to rush something like this. In a few years, things might just be better and he could do this and know the answer for sure. Instead, he was going in blind, he had no idea what she would say, nor would he know what she would think of him. It caused his nerves to go all over the place, and normally he wasn't like this at all. He kept calm and collected in times like these, times that needed a lot of emotion, he'd just keep calm and let things flow. This time, he was on the verge of panicking right now, and since pacing wasn't working so well, there was nothing more to do than just get a move on. No, he wasn't ready yet, he needed to prep himself a bit. Maybe that's why he was stalling online, speaking to the girl he was going to meet and doing his best to stall for time.

That was it though, he ran out of excuses to keep her talking, he even resorted to talking about her best friend. Crap, there was nothing more that he could do, he needed to go to her house and do this. He closed the laptop, kept his hand there for a moment than looked to the window. Snow was starting to fall, it was pretty and from the balcony outside of his apartment, it was a nice place to think for right now. This was something big, and he wasn't just doing this to be spur of the moment, he had this planned already. It was just, a few months too early, since he didn't expect things to go this fast, he had no plan. There was no place he was going to bring her, it was just going to her place and doing it. Don't get him wrong though, he could do his best to make it romantic, work with what he had around him. But, sad thing is, he'd probably end up being frozen in his spot when he did it, moving wasn't even an option. He wasn't going to be a chicken, Samuel Winters was no chicken, and he was going to prove that tonight. Yes, he was indeed feeling his heart leap out of his chest right now. All this talk about weddings had been giving him a headache, now here he was asking some girl to marry him.

Zoey was not just some girl though, she was someone who had always been in his life, since the very start. She was his first, and he was now going to make sure that she would be his last. They had known each other for a good six to seven years, dated for a few of those, though both of them noticed that dating didn't seem to be for them. Truthfully, Sam knew she was sleeping around and needed it to just end, the reason things broke off from the start. He was two years older, well soon to be two years and a few months older, but that never stopped them in the past. They worked great together, never butted heads, and nothing ever really went wrong. Their talk just a few moments ago, Sam had no idea that she was being serious, since according to his sources she didn't care too much about him at all. It was weird seeing those words typed out and directed at him, now he just wanted to hear them come from her lips. He swore to himself that he'd expect the worst right now, and he indeed was expecting the worst. She could say no, that would be the end of it, and he had no idea if they would be able to resume being friends. The one thing that was stopping him, the fact that this could forever ruin a friendship that he held dearly. Though there was never an awkward moment between the two of them, this could cause a huge one. They hugged, kissed, had sex, all of that stuff still, but it wasn't as a couple anymore, it just ended up being a friends with benefits deal in the end.

Enough thinking about the bad things that could happen, the good was just as heavy. If she said yes, he'd be committed, hell she'd be committed, and could either of them do that? Sam was sure he could, he knew he wanted just her, by the way just a look from her got his heart beating fast. He was in love, as scary as that was to admit, he dressed neatly for once, brushed back his hair, and was out the door. It didn't take him long to get to her house, pulling into the driveway since he knew her parents wouldn't be home this weekend at all. He fingered the box in his pocket, knowing he still had time to turn around, just tell her that he couldn't. No, he was going to do this, and not cry, even if she said no to him. Getting out of the car, he eyed the tree near the window first, shaking his head and going for the door. Yeah, all that talk about him having muscles, completely made up, though he had a little bit of muscle, it wouldn't be enough to get up that damn tree. Sam stopped right at the door, taking a deep breath and knocking. He had a key, but this just made things a bit more formal, though it was unlike Sam. "Maybe she's not home! Okay." He turned away from the door, before hearing the knob turn and the door swing open. Crap, the jig was up it seemed, as he turned slowly and waved innocently at her. "Hey Z." He greeted, embarrassed that he had been trying to sneak away. "I.. uh... what's up?" He stumbled over his words, as he shook the snow from his hair, even though more was just falling on him. Sam was never one to get this awkward, but here he was doing his best to remain himself, but he had no chance of collecting himself now, he was doomed.

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tag: amber as zoey!<3
notes: AND SO IT BEGINS. again, too lazy to make this pretty.

[zoey aria williams]

What it was about the boy that she had stumbled upon that afternoon, but she always knew that there was something about him. Zoey was that girl who had fallen in love young, and she was thankful that she had such a wonderful person in her life. Sammy Winters had been in her life since she could remember, and he was someone that if he was not in her life she would be totally lost. There had always been Amy in her life, and her twin was someone that she would be insanely lost, but without Sam she might as well just be dead. Sam was the reason that she was able to breath every day, when the days where filled with emptiness it had always been Sam that filled them. So sitting there talking to him was something that she liked. Sammy knew her like the back of her hand, and it was even funnier because she loved to call him Sammy. She did it ever since they were little children, and it was really hard not to. Zoey knew that he had been going by Sam forever, but that was who she was. She was going to get away with whatever she wanted, and now she was looking forward to a wonderful get away with him. Something she knew that mom and dad, though they were never around as it was, would not be happy to know that their little girl was off galavanting around the caribbean with Sam.

Her parents had never liked Sam for whatever reason it was, but at the same token the two of them were probably not the most logical pairing. She knew that he was two years older than her, and unfortunately her parents knew that it was Sam that had taken her virginity. Sam had been her first everything from her first kiss to having a wonderful first time with him after his senior prom. There had never been anyone else that could work their way so closely into her life, and that was how it worked. She adored him with every fiber of her being, and maybe it was because her family hated him that made her love him even more. Love was a topic that she had not believed in in a very long time. Sam was the only person that she had ever loved, but that was how she operated. Love was overrated, and after everything that her parents put her through she finds the whole situation insane. Her parents have never once made time in their busy schedules for her, so obviously they did not love her. It was the whole reason that she had ended things with Sam whenever she did. The last thing she needed in her life was for herself to get attached to someone and have them walk away just like they always did. People in her life were never constant, except for Amy. It was something she envied about other people and their normalcy. She wanted a mother to dote on her and make her feel special, and that was not the case.

She smiled when she thought about talking to Sam again, because everyone told her that he was the perfect one for her. Amy had never believed that she had broken up with him, but Sam had always understood. He had given her the space that she asked for and had always been there for her when she was falling apart. He knew that she was sad and that everything in her life fell apart way more than the bubbly seventeen year old let on. Zoey was the kind of girl to bottle everything up in her world and bear it on her shoulders. The only person that knew everything and about her, her secrets, her fears, her goals, everything was Sam. he knew how much she wanted to be on stage singing right next to him on his rockstar dream, but that was not going to happen. Her mother was never going to let her go on a dream that meant nothing to them. It was impractical and that was what terrified her. But there he was telling her that she would coming right next to him. Sam was what she needed to get through everything, and even though he let her go on her semi-promiscuous ways he was still there to pick up the pieces. Sam had always been the most amazing person in her life, and that was what she loved more than anything. Zoey had always known that it was Sam; it was always going to be Sam and she was not going to admit it.

Everything about this was odd, because Sam sounded strange. He was saying that he needed to talk to her face to face. There was something about the way he was typing at her that made her question what it was. Sam was up to something, what she had no idea but it probably had something to do with her eighteenth birthday. Then again, they had been having their little fling that they always did. It seemed to make things even better whenever the two of them were together. Sure, Zoey was the kind of girl that had slept with other men, and even though she did the only person that she really wanted. They kissed, hugged, even had their fair share of sex, and that was what tugged at her heart strings the most. She still had that closeness with him, and it was not going anywhere. Zoey was staring out her window, looking at the tree that she had in fact pulled Sam up into her window. It had always made her laugh whenever Sam could not come to her rescue. She looked out her window, and then her heart started to flutter. Sam was pulling up into her driveway, but it was how it worked. Zoey had always loved him and wanted him to be hers. It was pretty nice to have him around, and that was what made her speed down the stairway. She looked into the doorway, and that was what she loved. She saw him doing his silly little awkward phase. It was a phase she had not seen in a very long time, but there he was being silly Sammy. “Hi yourself stranger. You must be freezing, get in her and kiss me Sammy. I missed you.”

[/color] She pulled him inside the house and let her lips find his. She had missed him more than words could say, with her arms wrapped around him she fluffed the last bits of snow that was in his hair out and parted from him slightly. “And to answer that question, nothing. I thought you got lost, it took you too long to get here. What’s up, you are more awkward than usual.”[/color] she said teasing him slightly.
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[samuel mark winters]

The trip, that was going to be his first chance to really get himself reconnected with Zoey again. Not that they ever disconnected, but it was just so that they could be alone and have these moments together. You see, Sam was lucky, he had a family that was pretty rich, though they weren't around much, they left him with a pretty nice sum of allowance. Enough so that he could get his own little recording studio to sing and play guitar in, he'd be telling Zoey about that tonight. It was a birthday present, a very late one, but he had yet to tell his lovely best friend about this cool thing. It was a chance for him to push his career more, and though it seemed like a fairytale, he was bringing Zoey along with him. He didn't care how unbelievable it was, how much that no one seemed to be on their side, he would make it. Singing and playing guitar, it happened to be the only two things he could see himself doing later in life, and her knew the way him and Zoey just sorta fell together. Her voice was beautiful, and he wanted to push her out into the singing world more, but he figured her parents would never let her do such a thing. They wouldn't really let her do anything that involved him, he was a bad influence according to them. Yes, he was two years older, and he wasn't really doing much with his life, but he could still support the two of them. Not long ago, he asked Zoey if she'd want to stay with him, she would sneak into his apartment every night that it would be easier, but her parents caught them and pretty much banned him from seeing her.

That's why he was so excited about this new place to hang out, the small building wasn't far from home and it had all the equipment that he needed. There were a few guitars in there, mics, everything you needed. Plus, it was also a way of getting Zoey alone with him, no matter how pervy that sounded. He loved her, there was no doubt in his mind anymore, he knew that since the beginning. He also understood why they had to break up a few years ago, and he stepped back, went back to life itself. Dated a few girls here and there, most were just girls that he could put all his attention on, not have to worry about thinking of Zoey. Shayne, girl was a sweetheart, and he made sure to give her just about anything that she wanted. Sam was surprised that she broke up with him, and any male would agree that break ups hurt. So, that had been about a year ago, and he only dabbled here and there. Never another relationship, since he figured that was just not for him anymore. Zoey had been the last one he found himself connected to, not only that but he found himself falling in love with every day. No matter where they were, it was always something new he was learning, just like the first day they met all over again.

He enjoyed those moments waking up next to her the most, though they hadn't really done that in a while. She was too busy with helping Amy with and Randi with all of the wedding stuff, and he did his best just to step back with that one. It was until he found out that Zoey was sleeping around, that made him realize what he was doing. Stepping back was not a choice anymore, it hurt him each time she slept with someone else, each time she kissed someone else, it was slowly eating him away from the inside. So finally, he was going to do something about it, and that was it, he'd get this done and he didn't have to worry about things like that anymore. That caused him to get excited, so now he was rushing to get to her house and be able to finally see the girl of his dreams. He opened his phone, then closed it, nervous habit that he needed to get rid of. Before he knew it though, he was standing there, scared.

Sam knew this was the right thing to do, knew he had to do this now or he'd never again have a chance. Right when she opened the door, a grin broke out onto his face, one that he could never resist when she was around. "It's your fault that we haven't seen ea-" He couldn't even finish his sentence as he was pulled in by the other, their lips connecting instantly. The smile had yet to leave his face, as he kissed her back, arms wrapping around her waist and lifting her a tiny bit to be at eye level with her. He allowed her to finish getting the snow out from his hair, pulling away from her and placing her down on her feet. He kept his arms wrapped around her though, not wanting to release her just yet. "Got lost? I would never! But come on, takes a little while to look this good." He grinned, trying to avoid her question about why he was so awkward. But, he couldn't hold this in any longer, so he pulled away from her and shut the door behind him. "Z, well... okay, you... crap, you know screw this, I hate being all awkward. I know this isn't romantic, I know it may even be too soon, but..." He took the small box out of his pocket, "will you marry me?" He got on one knee in front of her, opened the box and showed it to her. This was it, now there was really no going back on these words. Sam hated being awkward with her, but something like this, he wanted to make sure he was ready and after much thinking, he knew that Zoey was the only one for him. "This was going to be your eighteenth birthday present, but you figured it out sooner, so... I know a few months won't matter much." He whispered, bowing his head than looking up at her. It was all up to her now, and he knew he was putting pressure on her, but he wasn't sure what else to say.

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tag: amber as zoey!<3
notes: OMG YES.

[zoey aria williams]

Zoey had missed spending her moments with Sam, and she could thank her mother for that. Apparently it was Sam that had taken her sweet little girl and turned her into what she was. Sure her parents were aware that she was not their little girl anymore. Zoey had been far from that for years, but it was not Sam’s fault. The real bad influence would have been her best friend Amy, but her parents never blamed anything on Amy. It was easier to just blame everything on Sammy, but that never stopped her from loving him. Even though they had no idea that she still saw him. That was the problem, Zoey snuck out of her room every night like she always had. As soon as Sam had his own apartment, Zoey was out of her house. she hated to feel alone, and even when her parents were there it was nothing She was alone, but one night her mother found her. She had been caught doing one of the many things that innocent Zoey was not supposed to be doing, but she loved him. Yes she understood that Sam was two years older than her, he had a lot going on, but he always made time for her. He managed to keep her in his lie even whenever her parents were on a kick. Sam had always been that guy, and she had missed him more than anything else in her world.

So these weekend trips of her parents always made things work of Zoey. She never had to worry about someone coming home and catching her doing something with someone that she was not supposed to. Sam was not the only boy to make his way in her window, but nine times out of ten she wanted it to be Sam. She had snuck out of her window many times just to go find him, and most of the time it was him waiting for her in his apartment with a guitar. Alright, so the musician thing was totally hot. Zoey loved that Sam played music and that he wanted to be a rockstar; she was going to tease him forever for it, but she loved it all the same. He made her smile and that was what this was about. She had always loved him, and she needed space to find herself. She wanted to expand her world from just falling for him, to actually find out if her first love was the true love of her life. It was why she was sleeping with a few guys here and there. Sure she knew that it was upsetting to have to look at each other when they were with other people. She had not been thrilled when he was dating Shayne, but it was what he had wanted. That was why she just did what she wanted. To see him happy with some other girl did not make her happy, and it was when she slipped into her little ways. Shayne was gorgeous and there was no way that Zoey was going to compete with that. She knew that there was something wrong with the whole situation whenever she watched them, but that is when she started to pick up music. Not to get Sammy back, but to express the true feelings she had for her life. not just Sam.

it was not long though that Sam found her playing away, for some reason or another that relationship fizzled and he was sitting in her bedroom again. That was when he found out she had been playing music, and of course that meant singing and jamming out together. It was just Sammy and Zoey; it was how they worked. But lately her new lifestyle seemed like it was bothering him a little more than usual. She did not see how it really could, because up until that im she had never once admitted since they should be together. Though every time they were together it seemed like the only thing that she wanted. She loved waking up next to him, curled up taking his body heat. That was how she was, and she adored him. he knew her like the back of his hand and always knew when something was bothering her. Somehow he knew to get in contact with her that afternoon to make sure she was alright. Every day there was something new to learn about each other, it was never a dull moment when the two of them were together. She knew that he was being amazing about this whole wedding. So her time was spent with helping Amy and Randi with the wedding, because naturally Zoey gets roped into these things. The main thing she was organizing was the bachelorette party, because Amy could not really do most of it. It was falling on Zoey as the girl who was not in the wedding to do most of the leg work. Though her little romp with their stripper was one for fun, she had to get a little along the road. But she finally had a night to herself and her music was still blaring throughout the house as she had opened the door.

Zoey listened to the first part of his sentence before she met his lips with a kiss. She had missed him, and she knew that the wedding had taken over a lot of her time that she had once had free. The worst part, she was not even in the wedding party. She just loved weddings. She was thankful that he did have enough muscles to lift her up to his own level, because she was a tiny little thing, and then she was back with her feet on the floor. The snow was easy to get out but it was kind of adorable to get it out. With his excuse she could not help but laugh at him, “You are a dork, Sammy. You don’t even look that great. You can blame the snow for that.”

[/color] She laughed even harder when she blamed it on the snow. She stood there just looking in his eyes, and there was something there. Something that she had not seen before because there was a sort of determination there. What happened next shocked Zoey to her very core. Sam was the most non-awkward person she knew, at least around her and there he was stumbling over words. He was just plain awkward, and it was kind of funny. At least it was funny until he was fumbling over a little box and down on his knee. Zoey’s doe eyes had to have widened to the size of saucers because this was not something she had been expecting. She was seventeen years old, and over the past couple of weeks managed to sleep with a few odds and ends. One of which had a girlfriend at the time. It was so sad, but there she was. Staring at him dumbfounded searching for words to express what was going on with her. The only thing that managed to slip from her lips was “Sammy, are you serious? You want to get married?”[/color] She had not expected this whenever she told him to come over, or when she was joking around with him about getting married. She was seventeen, but she had always known that it was Sam. She stared at him trying to figure out if this was for real, or if it was a cruel joke that he was playing on her.

Zoey sat down on that knee he was propped up on and just stared at him. She could see it in his eyes that he was serious, but this was sudden. She looked at the ring, and pulled it from the box and put it on her finger. “My parents are going to be sooo pissed when they see this ring on my finger. But yes Sam. If this is what you want, I want it too. But we are not doing a wedding right now. Just so you know.”[/color] That was something she was going to put her foot down on. She was going to take a very long engagement and sort out everything, just because Randi and Jared were getting married did not mean that they had to too.
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[samuel mark winters]

Sam had no idea how the two of them worked now, it was sorta just like they were friends again, with those bits of meaningful sex. It had been a while since he ended up in bed with her though, been a while since he kissed her as well. A while meaning, about a good month, though he understood her busy schedule as well as all the new people in her life. Zoey was indeed an attractive girl, and he blamed no male for jumping at their chance to sleep with her. Sam just started to become jealous, he didn't want to see her with anyone else, he wanted to be with her. Shayne, she was one of those side deals, though he felt bad for saying that, he didn't love her. He enjoyed being with her, but there was no love involved there at all, just a good way to put them both over before they found someone else. He was happy he met her though, happy he got that chance with her. No matter who he was with though, Zoey always came first in his life, even before his brothers most of the time. Sure, him and his brothers were always there for each other, but he picked Zoey over them sometimes, since they never needed Sam's help that much. They mostly were just there to play music with them, to waste time and fool around with instruments, they never really thought of making a band or anything, it was just a side deal.

For Sam, music did mean a lot, and though his dream wasn't really supporting, he had some backup plans as well. He was in college for music, but his minor was in teaching, so he always had that to fall back on. When Zoey started to find her interest in music, it made him want to hear more from her, probably why he would sneak to her house to play with her. Music that is, though it always ended up with them kissing and sometimes even going further than that. But, he never cheated on Shayne, and their break up was something mutual, he guessed it was just one of those loss of interest deals. But, after they departed, he hung around Zoey more and more, though he disliked her styles and male choices, he couldn't make her change her mind. But, maybe he should speak up, since he was inside of her house now, he needed to tell her about the music studio. "So, my parents gave me an early birthday present, well me and the bros, they bought us a studio. I'd love for you to come check it out with me, I've been there a few times, but it's missing the Z charm." He nodded, knowing the place was rather small but it had everything. Hey, it even had a couch in there, plus it was nice to get her alone and maybe get her opinion on some songs, plus he'd maybe convince her to sing again.

It was such a different sensation whenever they kissed, it felt like his heart was releasing fireworks, his skin on fire. One touch from her and he was over the edge, he loved the way her hands were so soft against his rough skin, and even the way they glided through his hair. "Yeah, well you go stand out in the snow!" He laughed with her, his fingers dancing on her waist for a few moments. That was until he had stepped back, got his words out finally and just stared at her. It felt like an eternity for her to speak up, causing his brain to instantly shut down and believe that she was going to say no. If she said no he wouldn't know what to do with himself, he wouldn't know what to say. "I'm more serious than ever, Zoey. My reason... my reason is simple, I love you and I'm sick of this whole being apart thing, it pains me to see you with other people, and I'm pretty sure it's about time I make my move. I knew since the day of prom that I would never want to be with someone else, I just never had the guts to tell you." He explained, trying to make it clear that he was serious. Though this was sudden, most people around them probably saw it coming for years, since he never really could get her off his mind.

Once she sat down on his knee, he almost fell over, though pulled his other knee out from under him so that he could sit on the floor. He pulled her into his lap, as he watched her try on the ring. This must of meant she was saying yes, and he instantly let his arms snake around her. "I've never been so sure in my whole life, I know this is right, and I hope you do too." He rested his head against her shoulder from behind, his lips touching softly with her neck. He understood the reason not to rush a wedding, it was stupid to even do such a thing, plus she needed to graduate first. "I'm in no rush, this right here though, brands you as mine and mine only, are you ready for that?" He pointed to the ring, making sure she knew where he stood on her sleeping with other men. All other girls were out of the question now, he was fully committed to being with only her, he wanted to make sure that she was ready for this. "I love you, so much, Zoey. Even if we have to hide it from your parents, mine as well, by the way, I still want it." He whispered next to her ear, his face snuggling into the crook of her neck. It was comforting, having her in his lap like this, being able to sit there and know that she was his. He couldn't believe how in love he was, and to think he could of done this years ago, but he felt now was a good time.

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tag: amber as zoey! <3
notes: i do indeed love them.

[zoey aria williams]

The last thing that the brunette wanted was to watch Sammy Winters off making some other girl’s life better. That was the weird thing about the two of them, neither of them wanted to see the other with anyone besides them self but was too damn scared to admit it. That was the thoughts going through her head whenever she was thinking about what she had just told him about committing to him. Zoey was terrified about committing to someone, even if it was someone that had been in her life since she could remember. Sammy was her person, he was always there for her when she needed him and he never left her. Though lately she could see in the way that his eyes looked at her that showed disappointment. She knew that he was upset by the men that shared a bed with her, but she was not going to change her lifestyle for him. She had no reason too, and that was a fact. He was out there with other girls and she never said a word. Zoey had never once complained about the fact that there were beautiful women sharing the bed that she wanted to be in, sharing her Sammy. He was the one person that she wanted to be with, and she had decided to tell him that over the internet which was what had stemmed him to come to her house.

Even whenever Sam was no where in her life, he was always there. The music that she played was often times the collabarations that they shared. Sam was the one that always shared music with her; he taught her to play the guitar, but the piano she had learned long ago. It was nothing new, just a talent that she preferred not to share. She would sing and create her own lyrics, and that was something that she loved about herself. Music was something that would always be there for her, even when the other people that needed to be were not. Music was often times the only solace that she had, and she was thankful that Sam shared that passion with her. Hell he was in college for music, even though he dreamed of being Mr. Rockstar. She loved that about him though, the ability to look for the positives. That was the way that they worked, because even when they were not together as a couple which had been years, they still made time for each other. Sam always made time to share his life with her. They always kissed each other when they saw each other, and often times it was more of them. She loved him with every fiber of her being, and she wanted him all to herself. That was how she worked, and she remembered the song she had been listening to before he got there. It was like a breath of fresh air, and then Sam started to talk about the present that his parents had given him and his brothers. “Are you serious? They gave you a studio? And hell yes I would love for you to take me to the studio. Is this supposed to be you propositioning me? Because it is kind of cute.”

[/color] She smirked at him, obviously teasing him. She loved teasing him, but being in the studio would be amazing. Not just for the along time with Sam, but for the fact that she was going to be in the studio making music.

When their lips met, it was something incredible. Zoey had felt this way with Sam before, that night back during his senior prom for one. Her skin was on fire, all it wanted was to be with him, against him. All the brunette wanted was for him to scoop her up and make her his. She loved him, and then they were laughing. She felt his fingers against her skin, and it burned like an electric current through her entire body. That was until the boy was on his knee asking her to marry him. She was shocked, stunned, but in the same moment completely overjoyed that he wanted her like this. She was seventeen years old, and there she was wanting to know how serious he was about marrying her. She listened to his reasons and a smile turned on her lips, because he was so adorable. He knew exactly what to say to make her want him, in more than just a physical way. She wanted him next to her for the rest of her life, to hold him and have his strong arms wrapped around her. “I don’t like this whole being apart thing either Sam. I miss you when you are away, and I just want to be with you. I hated watching you with Shayne and knowing that you were with other women, when all I have ever wanted was you. I knew it then too, that Prom was the day that I knew you were meant to be with me.”[/color] Neither of them had ever admitted these feelings for each other, but she was thankful for this. She knew he was totally serious and that was why she sat down on his knee. She grabbed the ring that he had in the box, and slipped it on her finger. Something that was different, but that was what she wanted. She needed him, and she was going to always want him.

Zoey felt him almost fall over as her weight, though she was a tiny little girl, it was adorable. Sure enough, from his almost falling, they were seated on the floor. Zoey was content just sitting on his lap, staring down at her sparkly ring. He had done, and he knew her. She felt his arms wrap around her, and she was finally where she needed to be. She wanted to be here, with no one else but him. Her parents were gone, and all she wanted was him. The brunette wanted him for the rest of her life, and now she was going to have that opportunity. “Of course I know this is right. Sammy, this is all I have ever wanted. I want you, only you for the rest of our little lives.”[/color] She let a small smirk play on her lips as she turned slightly to look at him. But then his head was in the little nook of her neck and laying sweet kisses there. Her skin was on fire, and that was what she needed. She could care less what her parents thought, because she was going to get to tell them to shove it up their asses and move on. Sam was not going anywhere and she was going to make sure of that. She loved him more than anything else in her life, even more than her love for music. The man that she loved and adored started speaking about the ring, and she smiled. “Yeah, you’re stuck with me now Sam. Are you ready for that, because I am not going anywhere. The guys out there will just have to fight you for me. But yes, I am ready to be branded for you, and you want to know why? Because I love you.”[/color] She craned her neck slightly and kissed him. That was what she wanted; kisses from him and only him. She smirked at him as he burrowed into her neck, and that she was so damn comfortable sitting there with him. “My parents can shove their dislike for you up their asses. I don’t care, Sam you are all I want. So if I have to move and get kicked out for being imperfect, all I want is to be imperfect with you. Got it? I just want you.”[/color] She sat down on the floor then so she could actually look at him. Her eyes danced with excitement before she spoke again, “We are getting married.”[/color]
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