A Year or Two

Will You Marry Me?

Freddie POV

"Will you do me the honor of marrying me?" I asked, my eyebrows raising nervously.

She looked at me with big blue eyes, and a gaping mouth. I swallowed hard.

"Well?" I asked nervously.

"I- I.." She stuttered, looking at me alarmed.

I started to get off of my knee when she gave me an answer, "Yes. Yes, ofcourse. I do! I will! I love you.." She jumped in my arms.

I hugged her tightly, a tear coming out of my eye.

"I love you too," I whispered with a shaking voice.

I woke up to a sleeping Sam in my arms, a ring on her finger and a smile on her face. I slid out from under her and snuck into the kitchen. I took out all of the supplies I needed and started on her breakfest. Eggs, toast, jam, milk, orange juice, and who can forget? Bacon.

About thirty minutes later, Sam walked into the kitchen.

"I made you breakfest," I said as I put all of the servings on two plates.

"It looks good," she fakely smiled and looked down at the food. I shook the fake smile off.

I pulled out a chair for her and she sat down, I sat down in front of her.

"Freddie.." She murmed.

"Yes?" I asked, concerned.

"Do you remember when I told you I needed to tell you something?" She asked hesitantly, shifting in her chair.

"Yes? What is it?" I raised my eyebrows, worried.

"I'm.. I'm.. pregnant."

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