Johnny’s Perspective

Oh God how was I going to say this.

The rest of my life depended on this.

She was just perfect. In every way possible. She was beautiful. Kind. Sweet. Funny. Understanding. Just (Y/N).

And I needed to tell her.

Tell her how much I needed her, wanted her, and had to have her. It was a feeling beyond comprehension. It was love.

I needed to tell her I loved her.

So here I am, sitting in the lot, looking at the stars with (Y/N). Doing something I प्यार with the one I love.

I look over at her, her eyes gleaming from the light of the fire.

“(Y/N)?” I ask as I grab her hand.

“Yeah?” She turns to face me.

“I-I think…” I start.

“Just say it,” she smiles.

“I प्यार you.” I blurt out.

She looks surprised for a second. But then she grins.

“I प्यार आप too.”

“When I look at you, a thousand feelings hit me. Lust. Happiness. Longing. Hope. Faith. Grace. Beauty. Humor. All these words are you, especially this one; love. I प्यार you. और than आप will ever know. I can’t go a दिन without think about you. Not day, और like a minute. If I could describe how much I loved आप in word I couldn’t. Infinite doesn’t even come close. Not all. When you’re gone, I’m physically hurting. My दिल drops, my insides go all numb. I can’t think. I’m worrying about आप when you’re not with me. I couldn’t live to see आप fall without me catching you. You’re an angel, but every एंजल needs a guardian angel. That’s where I come in. I’d do anything to save you. To be with आप forever.” He gets down on one knee.

“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will आप marry me?”