One Night Stand

When clubbing leads to so much more...
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6. Newborn

Grace is three weeks old now, and I love her a little bit more every day. Oscar has been amazing with her - getting up for midnight feeds and rocking her when she is crying. I honestly don't know why I deserve him! Grace is asleep in my arms, and snuffling softly. Who would have known that a one night stand could turn into something so much better? Suddenly, I have an epiphany. Everything has become clear and I can understand everything.

It's because he loves me. And I love him.

It's 2 in the morning and Oscar has just woken up.

"I said I'd rock her so you can have some sleep! Why didn't you wake me up when she started crying?" he asks, sleep dust in the corner of each of his eyes.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask, stroking his soft hair.

"What is it?" he asks, and he sits up in our bed.

"There's a quote I have always loved, and I feel that it could not be more true than it is right now. I fell in love with the way you fall asleep. Slowly, and then all at once." He looks puzzled.

"What makes you like the way I fall asleep?" he asks, a faint frown line appearing on his forehead.

"I don't mean it literally. I mean it in a different way. Our relationship blossomed slowly in the beginning, and I had time to fall in love with you. Then it sped up and whisked me into a whirlwind of feelings, romance, pregnancy and finally Grace. And I have enjoyed every minute of it." I say. His face softens, and he reaches forwards to kiss me. Then he kisses Grace's tiny little button nose.

"There's something I have been meaning to ask you for a while" he says, and he gets out of bed and reaches into his pocket. He gets down on one knee. "Amy Olivia Jones, I love you more than peanut butter loves jelly, than butter loves bread and than cookies love milk. I love you more than blossom loves the trees and more than the sun loves to shine. I guess what I'm trying to say is....Will you marry me?"

I jump into his arms and he twirls round and round while I laugh and cry into his shoulder. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" I shout and grab Grace to pull her into our hug.

I thought I was unlucky in love. Now I realize that I could not have been any luckier than I am right now.

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