a/n - quarantine is definitely not what i expected even though its not quarantine and much rather self-isolation. what are your thoughts on covid-19? (tehe i feel like a scientist) i have gotten to write a lot which is good but i personally hate sleeping in because, yes, sleep is amazing but i feel like it just wastes a day.. i know i feel like that but go to bed at three every morning. anyways, i hate this because i miss school, i do live fit (it's a class dedicated to working out) and rugby season just started sooo i have been losing weight. or at least i was until this shit happened so now i need to workout at home cause ya girl really needs to lose some pounds. this shit is emotionally draining.

**READ THIS** a whole part of twenty seven got deleted so i wasn't able to update this because i had to figure out everything that got deleted so make sure that if you read it before READ IT AGAIN to make sure that you know what is happening because if you don't then you'll be completely lost.

anthony attempts to get us a bottle of white wine at the restaurant despite the fact of me being seventeen. i scowled at him for trying to find a way for me to drink out in public underage but anthony shrugged my wasteless pleads aside. although, i cannot find it in myself to get frustrated with him as he smiles up at me, his lips lingering on the edge of his wine glass that he is capable of drinking because he is of the legal drinking age here. the way his dimples crease while i order for us, simply because anthony does not know french himself, sends butterflies to my stomach and does nothing but brighten my smile.

"you being able to speak french is like... incredibly hot." i blush at his words, already knowing the way he feels about my ability to speak this romantic language. when i was together with cole, he had the ability to speak it too, so he did not find anything enticing about it. anthony practically drools whenever a word in french comes out my mouth- even without knowing what it means.

"so," i say taking a sip of the club soda that i ordered because anthony felt bad about me not being able to drink wine, "what is the plan that you have secretly concocted for the rest of the night?"

anthony did not tell me anything about our plans for tonight but after finding out this morning that i am indeed pregnant with his child, i am carefully stepping on my toes around him. i figure that i will probably tell him tonight, maybe have a flight back to toronto planned in case this all goes south- but i shrug the possibility of this ending completely horribly aside and focus on anthony.

"you might think that since it was a secret the entire time that i was planning it out, you think i am going to spill everything within the first ten minutes. i love the enthusiasm, mar, but it really is not going to be getting you anywhere in your knowledge."

i sigh, narrowing my eyes a fraction, "those were too many big words, anf."

anthony straightens his posture, fixing his suit jacket and straightening his plump lips into a flat line, "what can i say? i am mature."

i shake my head, trying to lighten my laughter as anthony is the most immature person that i know. although his dedication to prove that he is by not letting his facial expressions and posture lessen is incredibly thorough. even with my continuous laughter, he does not let a smirk ruin his mature moment.

i stop laughing and i just stare at him, i cannot imagine wanting anything more than the man/immature child in front of me and if we do end up becoming blessed with numerous children, they are just piling on top of the miracles and blessings that anthony has given me.

"you are so damn pretty, shit i can barely keep myself composed," anthony says as the waiter sets our food in front of us and anthony pronounces the only word in french that he actually knows 'merci' and the waiter leaves our table after that, "i am hands down the luckiest guy on earth."

"and i'm the luckiest girl."

"yes, you are."

dinner was incredible. the french cuisine was perfect and especially when anthony ordered creme brulee, my stomach burst in delight. yes, it actually happened. then we left the restaurant extremely late before anthony arranged for a photographer to come take photos for us in front of the eiffel tower. so, that's why we are currently carelessly laughing and walking in front of the eiffel tower. there are some candles set up along the grass which just lights up the tower even more and i hear the faint shutters of the camera.

anthony turns to me, taking both of my hands in his, "i don't think you realize how much i love you. before i met you, i thought that there was nothing that i was missing in my life, i thought that love was just optional and that it is something simple and something that people can live without after they meet the love of their life. when i met you, that whole opinion was turned upside down- i cannot imagine my life without you now that i have you in my arms and it finally set in how much i really can't live without you and your touch. i realized that i never settled in on the fact that i want to spend the rest of my life with you. i freaked out- resulting in the incident with kennah in a completely fucked up way for me to cheat after realizing that you are going to be the love of my life. we are never leaving eachother no matter what bullshit we go through and it was something that is never going to happen again. i didn't know how much your love affected me until it was ripped from me and everything was jumbled up and i did not know how to make you mine again. it was weird, because yeah, i loved you but i figured that i never longed for anything of that sort- marriage was just some sort of fairy tale to me. but there you were. everything i could ever wish for is you. you are literally the owner of my heart and i cannot imagine anything in my life falling out of piece when i am with you."

by this point, i have tears falling down onto my cheeks and my hand is covering my mouth to silence my joyful sobs. i swear if anthony does not pull a ring out of his pocket i am going to scream.

he gets down on one knee and my eyes widen, thinking that he wouldn't actually answer my thoughts, "uh- huh? what?"

in his hands is a red velvet box, he opens it to reveal the most gorgeous ring ever. the diamond is huge and my heart is eager to jump out of my chest. smaller diamonds line the band just to show how much money anthony must have spent on this. it is the most stunning piece of jewelry that i have ever seen and my eyes feel like they melt at the sight.

anthony tilts his head back laughing at my fumbles, "i never want you to leave my side so, to keep us, everything permanent- i want you to marry me. i am desperate to call you mine for the rest of my life."

there is a silence before all that i can choke out is, "oh my god, anthony."

"is that a yes?" his eyes glimmer with hope and desperation like he mentioned, a smile tugging at his soft pink lips. my heart is racing and i know what words i want to say. that i have to say because throughout the entire proposal, my mind has never been so sure of anything. my new-found pregnancy and the realization that i could never be with another person than the man who is bent down on his knee.

"yes, of course!"

he practically jumps from his feet, lifting me up and spinning me around. i kiss him eagerly, his soft lips burn with passion and love into mine and i wrap my arms tighter around his neck to deepen the kiss. when we finally gasp for air, he sets my feet back down onto the ground, lifting his thumb to caress the tears that slightly rubbed my makeup, my skin tingling at his delicate touch. i smile uncontrollably as he holds my left hand, rubbing his finger along from my wrist to the edge of my ring finger, pressing his lips against the pad of my finger as if it is a motion of unlocking my heart. he slides the ring onto my hand- remarkably a perfect size. he lifts my hand back up to his face, kissing the pad of my ring finger once again, as if sealing the deal that my heart belongs to his and no one else's for the rest of eternity.

"i'm pregnant," i get it off my chest and anthony's bright smile after i agreed to marry him does nothing but grow.

"fuck yes, we are going to have adorable kids!" he raises his voice loudly and the satisfying sound of the photographer's camera gets droned out by anthony's humming in my ear.

i tilt my head back laughing with the biggest smile i have ever had before he brings his lips to mine and slides his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer. i have never felt so happy.