Laying in bed, I looked at the ceiling fan and watched as it fastly turned, my girlfriend with her head on my chest and both of us unable to sleep.
"I love you." She says.
"And I love you," I reply.
And I think of our future, hopefully we'll have a long one together.
"Do you wanna get married someday?" I ask.
"To you, of course yes." She replied.
"I would love to marry you, to have children, and just grow old with you." I tell her.
"I want the same with you," she says, ending it with a yawn.
This precious girl gets so much hate, and yet she remains the sweetest and most kindest person I have ever known, no matter how hurt she gets.
"No one knows what it's like, you know? To just lay here with you underneath the nightsky and just talk." I say.
"I know. They think I'm with you because you're "Skate Maloley" when really I am with you because you are Nathan Montgomery Maloley." Y/N sincerely tells me.
"Second to I love you, that has to be the best thing you have ever said to me." I tell her and she laughs.
