PROMISE ME, JAKE
For a moment, it felt as if we were the only ones on this rooftop, but I realized we are still in the middle of the dance floor.
My hand shot up to my mouth when I noticed Jake wasn’t standing behind me anymore, but kneeling on one knee, holding the promise ring I was thinking of just seconds ago.
“Jake…”
He smiled, “Bobbie.” He chuckled when the song changed to Make it With by Bread. Jake glanced at the music station where Zach and my brother were grinning widely. “Damn, annoying bastards.”
I giggled lightly against my tears, feeling my heart swell with joy. This is too good to be true. But when he spoke, I knew it was damn real.
Bab Populer