“I’m so ready to be home.” I sighed, laying my head on the table.
Vic laughed. “You don’t like the tour life?”
“Fuck you, Vic. I have to live on a tiny bus with four idiots who make stupid jokes all the time and don’t know how to cook or clean with the exception of Jaime.” I rolled my eyes.
“You don’t have to be here.” He said.
“I’m in love with your brother, what can I say?” I giggled. “Speaking of Mike, where the hell is everyone?”
“You know how they are.” Vic shrugged.
“You’re the only semi-responsible one. I bet it’s because you’re the oldest.” I nodded. “You don’t look like you’re the oldest though because you’re so god damn short. What are you, 5’6?”
“Hey Charley?” He raised his eyebrows. “Shut the fuck up.”
“You are so god damn short.” I repeated, biting my lip. “It’s okay, Vic. We can get through this together.”
“Yeah?”
“We’ll get you some stilts.” I said, trying not to laugh. “Then you can be as tall as a normal person.”
“Do you want to see some of the artwork we got last night?” He asked.
“Sure, sure. Are there pictures of you around the guys? Because you’re really god damn short.” I smirked.
“You’re a real comedian, Charley. Come on.” I followed him to the back room. “See? Looks like Tony, doesn’t it?”
“Very lifelike.” I nodded, looking at some of the drawings.
“Vic! Charley!” Jaime’s voice called. We walked back to the main part of the bus.
“Hey, guys.” I said, observing Alex, Jack, Rian, Zack, Jaime, and Tony. “Anyone seen my AWOL boyf?”
“Ow! Fuck!” Mike’s voice said from outside. He walked into the bus, carrying a. . . bearded dragon?
“Okay, Charley, have a seat.” Vic instructed. I obliged, watching them all curiously.
“We have a poem for you.” Alex said, clearing his throat. “Once upon a time, there was a dude called Mike.”
“And then he met Charley, and he realized they were a lot alike.” Jack said.
“He saw her, and he fell in love. He fucked up a lot, but he always knew-”
“Charley was the one that was his boo. Day and night, he thought about her.”
“And on occasions- do I really have to say it?” Tony asked, then sighed. “Mike made that pussy purr.”
“And so now, Mike realized that Charley was the only one.”
“Who ever laughs at his stupid puns. So Charley, we said all this to say-”
Mike grinned. “Charley, say you’ll marry me today.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“I got you a bearded dragon because I know you’ve always wanted one.” He said, handing it to me. “It’s a boy.”
“I’ll call him Godzilla.” I said. “Why is he wearing a necklace?”
“Why don’t you look at the necklace, dumbass?” Mike suggested.
I laughed, looking at the ring that was hanging on a ribbon around Godzilla’s neck. It was huge; diamond encrusted on the sides with a giant one on the front.
“Mike!” I cried. “Did you go to Tiffany?”
“Of course I did.” He rolled his eyes. “You’re really leaving me hanging here, Charley.”
“Oh, right. I think that. . .” I trailed off. He glared at me. “I love you very much and I think marrying you would be quite lovely.”
“Really?” His eyes lit up. I slipped on the ring in response. “I love you so god damn much.”
“I would hope so.” I said.
“That went perfectly, guys. Thanks for the help.” Mike said to everyone.
“I get to have Charley for a sister. I’m pretty excited.” Vic said sarcastically.
“I could beat you up if I wanted to, so put a sock in it.” I replied. “Charley Fuentes. I’m going to get some strange looks because I’m white as fuck and I’ll be walking around with a last name straight out of Chihuahua.”
The guys gradually left, leaving me with Mike. “I’m so happy you said yes.”
“Did you really think I could say no to you?” I asked.
“You never refuse me.” He grinned. “It’s because I’m cute, isn’t it?”
“Definitely.” I agreed.
“Me, you, and Godzilla. And a baby boy eventually.” Mike said dreamily. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
I smiled. “I love you, Mikey.” and even though we’d had our ups and downs, I knew that Mike was the only one I’d ever want.

Notes

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