I Didn't Save You To Get Proposed To Novels & Stories

Disappointment overwhelms me. “She...she what?” I frown, blinking to reboot my brain. Ava showed a video of my proposal??? I didn’t even know I was going to propose that day, and Ava definitely didn’t take a video. It’s ridiculous how everyone thinks I’m in love with Ava when of all women, I have never even dated her.

“I need you to believe that I would never abandon you.” “I know you’ll never abandon me Papa, but why are you talking like this?” Her eyes were already clouding with tears. Something must have happened when she gone. “And I’ll never do anything that will put you in harm’s way.” “You’re making me worried-” With a deep breath he finally looked at her, stroking the back of her palm that was still on her cheek. “You got a marriage proposal today.” “That hardly seems like a reason to worry. We both know I’m not ready for marriage. Besides, I’m not going to leave you all by your self.”

"Yes... I want you to be mine. All mine." [A/N: Oh my God! I did not see that coming. What did you guys think? That proposal was...just wow! Thank you guys for reading.] Ps. My birthday is actually on Halloween.😅😅😅

It can only end in heartbreak. Before I get the chance to talk myself out of it, I scribble a note to her on a scrap of paper I find behind the bar. You don't know me, and I'm sorry that I can't explain this properly in a note. You should know that the man who just proposed to you is not the right man for you and while it may be unpleasant to hear, I thought I should tell you now in an attempt to spare you more pain in the future. One day I hope to explain myself properly but for now this is all I can do.

Lucy saved her the last time, and she wasn’t there to save her again. "I really wasn’t expecting you to drive me here today, judging by the fact that I rejected your proposal." She voiced out her thoughts as she opened the door. Zayn placed his palm over his chest and feigned a wince. "Ouch?" "What?" She asked, chuckling softly. "I thought we were friends." He muttered. "But I guess you don’t see me as one." "Friends?" She asked, raising her brow. He nodded his head. "Yes. I thought we could be friends, which is why I offered to take you to work every day—not because of the marriage proposal."

“Thanks for listening and for being here, or I might end up jumping off this yacht and drowned myself.” “We’re your friends, T. Your brothers in crime.” “I realized that she trusts me back. It all happened so fast.” “Aren’t you like planning all this proposal?” “Yes. I was supposed to propose over dinner, but then it got delayed. So I just asked her to marry me.” “Sorry, man, if it didn’t go as you planned.” “Something is off. I can feel it in my bones.” I wanted to pull my hair out. Nothing seemed to make any sense.

I quickly got dressed and made my way downstairs to see Apollo with his hands still in his pockets and a smile on his face. "How do I look?" "Beautiful" as I walked down the stairs, something came across my mind, which instantly turned my smile into a frown. "Apollo, what's going to happen if I don't make it in time?" I asked, slowly making my way over to the couch. With a now faded smile, Apollo sat next to me. "I don't think this is what you want to hear right now." "I do" "Well, Your sister will permanently stay dead, and so will you."

Mr DiCaprio Earlier "Baby snow have you taught of my proposal" I said to Samantha through the phone. I had already come up with another plan to get her accept my proposal. There was just something about her that made me feel like an hormonal teenage boy. " There is nothing to think about . My answer still remain the same nothing and no one will change my mind. I won't be your lover not in this lifetime or next so get over your self. By tomorrow I will be looking for a job somewhere else. So guess what I quiet Mr DiCaprio. You didn't fire me , no....because I quit! " she shouted through the phone temporary damaging my ear drum .

We were both getting drinks from the bar, we smiled, had some exchanges of pleasantries…in short - we just hit it off. Our friends said we were really meant to meet. We are each other's savior. I saved her from getting back to that guy and she saved me from my solitude. Everything in the last 3 years was wonderful. Then, there's the pandemic that made us even closer. When I hit 30 early this year, I proposed to her and she agreed to marry me," he said. Cela is in awe. She's still playing in her head everything that Nate said even after he's done narrating.

A second later, she shoved the screen toward me. Still awake? I stared. “That’s it?” “Yep. Low effort, zero cringe. It’s the universal opener.” “That’s childish.” “It’s effective,” she shot back. “Unless you’d rather send her a PowerPoint on why you deserve her friendship.” My chest tightened. “This is idiotic.” “It’s three words, Vincent. Not a marriage proposal.” I hesitated a beat too long, then hit send. The seconds dragged like hours. My pulse hammered as I kept glancing at the phone, half-convinced she’d ignore me.