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Dylan has been acting weird around me lately. She's been distance. And whenever I ask she gets defensive. I was slowly starting to spiral. Has she gone back to how she was before? Is she cheating on me? Has she realised she doesn't want the family life? 'Hey baby' I heard Dylan speak brining me out of my over thinking. 'Hey' I replied bluntly. Staring down at my coffee. She quickly sits next to me. 'What's wrong darling?' Dylan asks me. My heart melted seeing how serious she was. And how cute she looked frowning. 'I'm fine, it's just you've been a bit distance recently and I guess I'm starting to panic'. I saw her face tense up. 'Nothing to panic about' is all she says to me kissing me on the forehead. I'm sorry what? Is that all she's going to say.
I quickly moved my chair out and turned on my heels storming out the kitchen making my way to our bedroom. I started to get dressed when Dylan walked in and sat on the bed. 'Love, there's nothing going on. So you can chill out' she says with a smirk. The smirk that makes me wanna slap her face. I quickly turned around and poked my finger in her chest. 'Do not tell me to fucking chill, either tell me what's going on or leave me alone'. She rolled her eyes at me before getting up. 'Get dressed and meet me in the car' she says before leaving.
We've been driving for about an hour now. 'Where the hell we going Dylan? I asked starting to get annoyed. 'To my plane. We're going to Paris don't worry my parents are looking after Ava'. I looked at her with my mouth wide open. 'What the hell do you mean Paris?' Dylan just smiled my way placing her hand on my thigh. Once we got on the plane I slept for most of the it until Dylan woke me up telling me we were there. I followed behind her getting into a car. I remembered bits from last time we came so I knew we were heading to the same hotel.
As we got in our room she told me to dress up and meet her on the roof in half an hour. I was so confused. But I got changed anyway. And followed her instructions. I made my way up and opened the door. My jaw dropped. And I felt tears run down my face. Happy tears. Dylan was down on one knee holding open a box with a ring in it.
'Elizabeth Olsen, I know we've been married before. But I want to do it right this time. These past months have made me realise how happy you make me. I love you so much. And I love our little family. I cannot think of my life without you in it, so will you do me the honour of being my wife?'
I've never been more Involve with Dylan than I have right now. The thoughtfulness and effort she made for this. Really shows her love for me. I quickly ran up to her kissing her softly and grabbing the ring. 'Hell yes' I shouted at her and she just smiled at me. Picking me up and spinning me around. 'I can't wait to be Mrs stride again' I say as we kiss again.