I Swore I'd Be Just Fine When You're Gone. (Jaime Preciado)

Princess getting naked

Jaime's POV~

 **flashback four years**

"You're not gonna chicken out, right?" Mike asked from the opposite end of the couch, throwing a baseball in the air and catching it over and over and over again. I just sighed and shrugged my shoulders. "Jaime Alberto Preciado." He said, sitting up and pushing my shoulder, "you're not gonna chicken out and not ask the woman of your dreams to marry you, riiiight?" He said again, more in detail this time obviously. I looked at him with a sigh. "I swear to God, if you chicken out, I'm gonna propose to her." He said with a shrug, leaning back against the arm. "She's too good to let get away."

I nodded at him, "You're right, you're right. I won't chicken out." I said, playing with the ring box in my hand. "But, what if she says no? What if she doesn't wanna get married? This could do a lot more bad than good." I looked over at Vic, sitting on the floor, nervously, knowing he was gonna lecture me about it all again. I had been planning to propose to Al for months, but now that it was getting closer to the planned time, I was questioning whether I should do it at all.

Vic just shook his head at me. "Jaime, you're being ridiculous. Answer me this, do you love Allie?" I nodded. "And does Allie love you?" I shrugged before nodding. "Yes, she does. Now tell me, why would you not want to marry her? Why would she not want to marry you? You're in love with each other, it's obvious. Right Mike?" He said as Mike nodded along with him.

"Just hike up your big boy pants and pop the question." Mike offered before getting up and walking off to the kitchen, to get more alcohol no doubt.

"Okay, you're both right." I said to Vic. "I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna ask her." I said with a confident nod. I was the opposite of confident though, I was still scared shitless.

**end flashback**

I laid on that same couch and sighed as I thought about how seemingly simple things were four years ago. I didn't imagine back then that I'd have to get up the courage yet again to ask Al to marry me. It was supposed to be a one time done deal. I wasn't supposed to have a repeat. How would I even do it this time? I couldn't do it the same way of course. I had to come up with something better.

"What are you so deep in thought about?" Mike asked, walking into the room and throwing me a beer. I realized how little had changed in the past four years and chuckled. "What?" Mike asked, sitting on the coffee table in front of me.

"I still wanna marry her." I said simply, taking a sip of the cold beer.

Mike grinned at me, "tell her that!"

"Yeah I know I will, I just don't know how." I said, staring at the ceiling. "Do you think she still wants to?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Well of course she does. Why wouldn't she?" He asked with a shrug. I just looked at him and shrugged back, you never know with Allie. "Jaime, she does. If you look back at what happened last time, it would be you having second thoughts this time around, not her."

"Yeah, I guess you've got a point." I said with a nod. "Alright, I'm gonna do it. Soon." I got up and walked towards the front door, when we had finished recording earlier I had just headed here, to Mike's, instead of going straight home to my girls, wanting to think all this through.

"Wow, wait, how soon? Like right now?" Mike asked following me to the door.

"Bye Mike!" I yelled as I started down the street. No I wasn't doing it right now, but I suddenly had the perfect idea when to, and it just happened to fit into our weekend plans perfectly.

"There you are." I heard Allie's voice say from the kitchen once I walked into the living room, naturally being ambushed by the short monster right away.