Chapter 66//"You're not my girlfriend anymore,"
I wake up with a heated blanket around me... actually scratch that.
I eventually peel my eyes open after one of the best night sleeps ever, only to not find Elliott and i in our usual morning wake up position.
Elliott has his head placed on my chest and his arms wrapped around me. His midnight hair is to tickling my chin and out legs are wrapped together.
This boy is actually adorable.
I run my fingers lightly through his hair, gently twirling it in my fingers.
Elliott begins shuffling around after a couple of minute his grip tightening around me.
He places his chin above my breasts and on my chest as he gives me a lazy smile, while he can barley open his eyes.
I lift my arms up in the air for a good stretch.
Even the slightest movement of my muscles was making my groan in pain.
"I told you that when we do it, I'll do you so good that you'll be able to feel me inside you every time you moved the next date"
I wince at the words he just whispered into my ear.
"Maybe you should have gone easy on me," I tell him.
"Please Cress you were the one to tell me to go faster, who was I to not oblige"
He was making me blush a deep scarlet.
"Your all embarrassed now laughs in his deep throaty morning voice. "I'm worried we're going to be kicked out this hotel with all that screaming you were doing last tonight"
I lift up my pillow and shove it in his face while he laughs at me.
"Elliott, oh Elliott" He squeals in a high-pitched voice that sounded nothing like mine.
I shove the pillow on his face harder trying to muffle out his laughter that was filling the room. There really was never a dull day with Elliott around.
I get out of bed, about to go to the bathroom until I feel my whole body aching.
"Cress you actually look like a duck"
I answer him with my middle finger, which sets him off laughing again. Someone has the giggles, or he's just in an extremely good mood.
In the bathroom I look at myself and the sight of my hair was horrible. Along with the fact I had bruises all over my body, which weren't actually bruises, they were hickeys, though there was an odd bruise or two.
I go for a quick shower and the hot water is heavenly until Elliott walks into the bathroom.
"Can I join?" He asks smugly.
I squeal wanting to cover myself.
"It's not something I haven't seen before Dawson" He laughs, closing the shower door and letting the steam build up again.
I've blow-dried and straightened my hair by the time I o to the living room to find Elliott watching French TV. We really needed to put a 'shirts on at all times' rule in place.
"Shower didn't help?" He asks. I shake my head. His hair was till wet from when he showered after me. How come he was fine and didn't look like a waddling idiot.
"Elliott?"
"Hmm" He replies.
"I don't think I can go out today"
He looks away from the TV to look at me, we had plans for today but I just didn't think I could go through with them. I didn't even think I could walk out this building.
"Don't look so worried, I might be a guy but I still understand"
Elliott wraps his arms around me and cuddles me like he is a little child.
"You know you're the best I've ever had"
"I seriously doubt that"
"The fact that I love you more than anything else in the world made it the best. And the way you moaned my name. It sounded like the bells of heaven"
He always ruins those sweet moments with a stupid joke.
*
Elliott and I were currently sitting on the little sofa in our hotel room. It was still midday but for some reason, it looked like sundown would be soon.
I had the lamp beside me because the extra light was just helpful when I was reading.
I was completely engrossed in the book I was reading, as Elliott was flicking through the channels.
I sat with my back against the area where you place your arm on a chair, with my legs propped up on top of Elliott's who was sitting on the soft in the normal way.
It was our last day full day in France seeing as we were leaving late tomorrow afternoon.
Elliott and I had decided to just enjoy this day indoors. We had toured most of Paris, and as Elliott like to describe it we had toured 'most of each other'
Elliott's phone lets out a loud ping and he lifts it up to look at it.
"Cress what's your email so Aidan can give it to our Calculus teacher to send you the notes we've missed"
I look up at Elliott from my book.
Elliott and I had skipped the last 2 days of school before Easter break and it seems like we have missed a lot of work in all our classes.
I didn't know any email addresses of the top of my head, they were mostly on my laptop at home. I was just logged into one on my phone.
"Er..." I begin. It was my first email address and for some reason, it was still my main one. Though I never usually said it out loud.
"Come on Cress, tell me" He grins when he hears the hesitation in my voice.
"[email protected] " I rush out. Elliott snorts with laughter.
When he finally cams down he tells me "I'll just give him my email address and then I'll email them to you"
Once it hit around 5, Elliott began acting weird.
"Time to go out" Elliott gets up dramatically as he throws my legs off him.
I close my book and put it on the table behind me.
"For dinner?" I ask him, I didn't know we had any plans.
"No questions, just listen to me for once!" He says rather harshly. He switches off the TV as he was being more serious than I had ever seen him in his whole life.
I was about to ask why his mood had suddenly done a flip but then I go off to the little bedroom instead and get out a pair of jeans.
"No, no no" Elliott shouts as he comes into the room.
"Wear your heels those seriously high ones"
I look at him wide eyed.
"You want me to just wear a pair of heels"
"...and see that sexy black dress, wear that"
I stop and look at him, that dress. Well, I couldn't really look at Elliott because he was fluttering around like some sort of butterfly. What's gotten into this boy?
"Really?" I ask him.
This was a tight black dress that had long sleeves lacy bits all over it and nearly completely backless. It was one sexy dress that I thought I would never have to wear in my life. I don't even understand why I brought it with me,
"...and wear that sparkly unicorn shit" Elliott shouts across the room.
"You mean highlighter," I ask him laughing and he gives me a thumbs up.
"Yeh wear that too"
"...and make your hair all fluffy and swirly"
"Curl it" I ask him.
"Yeh yeh" He says.
He was acting very odd.
"Any other requests from your majesty," I ask him. He glares at me when I say that.
"I'll let you know" he replies.
*
So I was dressed in my black dress, with my best heels, which actually belonged to my mom cause I could never afford heels like these. She won't notice, hopefully.
I had my hair all fluffy and had lots of sparkly unicorn shit on my face.
"You will also need a large pile of books" Elliott tells me buttoning up his white shirt. Shirt?
"Ok, now I'm confused" I tell him completely stumped.
"It's a long car journey. You enjoy reading. Come on Cress your supposed to be smart"
Elliott was eventually ready with his white shirt and black jeans and he was wearing a black... blazer?
I bite my lip; oh I loved it when he wore that.
"You're looking at me, like the way you look at pizza. Do you want to eat me?" Elliott shoves me.
"Don't be absurd" I choke.
"You know you want to" He winks. Elliott and I may or may not have tried the 69. And it may or may not be Elliott's favorite thing in the world.
"Dawson our car's here" Elliott calls to me as he looks over the balcony.
Something was seriously wrong with Elliott today.
Maybe he was going to break up with me in style.
*
"Dawson look outside the window" He shoves me. I look up from my book.
And that's when I see the tall French monument. I gasp out loud.
"The Eiffel Tower" I breathe lightly. I look over to Elliott who was smiling smugly.
"But I thought we weren't going to come here, that it was too far away" I ask him still shocked. We had been driving for ages now but I still didn't expect to end up here.
"You really thought that I would bring you to Paris without showing you the Eiffel Tower. God Cress" He laughs at me.
We park as close as we can get but we still have a decent amount to walk.
Elliott's grip was tight as he helped me walk. I don't see the point in these heels at all.
Thank god there was a lift on the inside taking us to the restaurant. It was unbelievable to actually be inside the Eiffel tower.
Something about being here with Elliott was so romantic.
"Table for Mr. Grayson" Elliott asks at the front desk.
The guy at the front says something in French and Elliott actually replies in French and soon we are at a table for two at the very edge of the Eiffel Tower where there was a glass barrier and we could see into the city.
"So you booked this' I ask Elliott as I scan through the menu. That's all I've been doing all week, looking at menus.
"The second I planned to take you to Paris I knew we would be coming here" He smiles as he was very pleased with himself.
"Your order sir." A waiter asks coming up to us. The waiter gives me and odd smile.
Before I even get a chance to say anything Elliott is already talking in French.
"Fraises trempées au chocolat"
The waiter nods. All I heard was the word chocolate so I was pretty excited.
While I had taken Spanish as a subject Elliott had taken French last year. I didn't think he actually paid attention in that class.
And soon there are two big fancy glass bowls of chocolate with strawberries dipped in it. I think I nearly have an orgasm at the sight of it.
"Cress, you looking at it with more love than you've ever looked at me" He pouts but he looks quite satisfied that he's made me this happy.
I devour the delicious chocolate and strawberries, as me and Elliott talk until we can't think about anything else to talk about.
I watch Elliott as he lifts up the biggest strawberry to eat it, there really was no one else in the world I could love more than Elliott.
He was funny, caring, a bit of an idiot and then it hits me that it isn't that I just loved Elliott. The words didn't mean anything but I genuinely felt it.
He brightens up my world, he brightens up everyone's world and I was just the girl who was lucky enough to be with him forever.
"You're staring, please don't tell me I got chocolate all over me?" Elliott asks.
"No" I shake my head. "It's just have I ever told you how much I love you"
"Yeh, but I love hearing in over and over again"
"I love you, Elliott, more than there are stars in the sky and fish in the sea"
Gosh, now he was smiling like a goofball.
When he gets up from his seat my smile leaves my face. What was he doing?
"Cress can you do something for me" Elliott asks me. The light in the room was reflecting off his eyes making them not look as dark as usual. He takes my hand into his own.
"Yeh sure" I laugh nervously. Why would I say no?
He makes me stand up so I'm standing that the side of the middle of our table looking like an utter idiot.
Was it getting hot in here and is it just me or is they're some seriously romantic music playing all of a sudden.
He stands in front of me; even though I had a pair of high heels on he was still taller than me. He was always taller than me and I loved it.
"When I first met you I would never have imagined that I would have such strong feelings for you" Elliott laughs at this moment.
"I never would have thought that I would have dreams about you or miss being by your side or get butterflies in my stomach when someone mentions' your name. When I first met you I would never have thought that I would love you"
"Dawson, I'm not perfect, I'll annoy you, tick you off, say stupid things and then take them back. But put all that aside, you'll never find a person that loves you more than me "
"It's time that you realize that your worth a hell of a lot more than you think
"Crescent Bay Dawson" he clearly says my full name out loud as he reaches into his pocket of his blazer. His hand was shaking slightly.
I gasp, as I know what he's doing, it all fits in place.
He gets down on one knee.
"I know we're only 18 years old and we have our whole lives ahead of us but what is my life without you. Whatever I do and wherever I go I want you by not side"
"I'm sick of people doubting our love. I was a stupid little boy who fell in love with this beautiful girl. It took some convincing but I don't have the slightest doubt that she loves me too. Even after everything I've put her through" He looks deep into my eyes, holding on to my gaze. His face filled with desperation.
"Crescent Bay Dawson, will you do the honor of making me the happiest guy in the world. Will you marry me?" His voice was shaking as he opens the small velvet red box hold out a diamond ring.
Elliott never cries, ever but it was the way he was rubbing his eyes and nose that I could tell he was. He just didn't want anymore to see it
I really shouldn't have worn makeup today because it was all streaming down my face. My hands were over my mouth as I was still trying to grasp for my breath.
Elliott was there standing in front of me on one knee, with a ring in his hand.
His face was so soft but I could also see the worry in his face.
"Elliott...I will. I'll marry you"
For a second Elliott looked stumped like he didn't know what to do next like he didn't think he would get this far.
Elliott gets up from the ground as he gently takes the big diamond ring out the box and slips it onto my fourth finger of my left hand.
"Dawson you know the reason why this ring is placed on the fourth finger of your left hand? It's because it's the only finger that had a vein connecting directly to your heart"
I pull Elliott in for a kiss but it was short lived as he pulls me into the tightest hug he can probably give and nearly stops my breaking circulation.
"You said yes" he asks me still stunned.
"And you asked me to marry you"
"You're not my girlfriend anymore,"Â He tells me smiling
"You're my fiancé" He says like he was going to burst with happiness.
"You never seemed like the proposing type" I tell him honestly.
"Did you know Cress ever since that day I left to go to New York I bought this ring and swore if I could win you back then I would ask you to marry me. I've planned this for months Dawson"
His eyes were slightly red and he had the most belated expression on his face and I knew there was no once I loved more.
Author note:
I know. I know.
*Author holds up tissues *: "Free tissues get your free tissues"
Honestly gotta be my fav chapter. *Sniffles * My babies are together.Oh god, I hope some guy proposes like this to me one day. We all have our hopes.