“Will you take this ring-”
“Oh god.” Kylie sighed, her eyes giant. “Zayn…I…we’re so young…and…”
“I’m not proposing Kylie.” I said quickly, and she relaxed immensely. “It’s a promise ring. I’m not proposing now, but I love you so much and I do plan on it- sometime in the future. Not soon.”
“You scared me so bad.” She said. “I accept your future proposal, but for now I am satisfied.” She grinned as she opened the box, looking at the silver ring that had an infinity sign on it. Inside, there was writing- Now & Forever.
“Technically, we’re engaged to be engaged.” I smiled at her as she slipped the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly- I had stolen one of her rings from the bus when I bought it to get sizes.
“I love you.” She said, laying her head on my shoulder.
“I love you more.” I reminded her, and she shook her head.
“Not possible.” Kylie murmured to me.
“You have no idea, Ky.” I said truthfully. I couldn’t even describe it.
“Can I ask you a question?” she said, fixing her brown eyes on my golden ones.
“You just did.”
“Of course, baby.” I said, smiling.
“How did you know you loved me?”
I took in a deep breath. “I was in my room, we were on the phone. I think I was almost 16- I had a crush on you for almost 2 years, but we were talking and you laughed and I realized it was the best sound I ever heard, and I wanted to make you laugh for the rest of my life. I actually surprised myself with that thought- I had never really thought about marrying you but I knew if I didn’t end up with you, I wouldn’t be happy. Whenever you were close to me, I started mentally freaking out over what you were thinking. Sometimes, I still do. I could talk about you for hours without even realizing. I wanted to be with you constantly. I wanted- and still want- to be with you forever.”
“Aww, that was so corny and adorable. But, why me? You’re so perfect, you treat me like a princess-”
“You are a princess.” I answered automatically.
“I’m just Kylie. I’m nothing special. Just a plain girl. You can literally have any girl in the world, you have girls falling over you constantly, and you choose me.” She insisted.
“You’re everything I want.” I said simply.
“You’re perfect.” I interrupted.
She was smiling, twirling her hair around her finger. “Seriously. I’m not smart, or funny, or beautiful. I don’t get it.”
In response, I leaned in and kissed her. We were kissing sweetly, and she deepened it. I let her tongue explore my mouth and I felt her pushing me back on the bed, her hands tangled in my hair. She was kissing me frantically, and I pulled away.
“Zaaayn. Not tonight again.” She groaned, and I laughed.
“Nothing’s happening until you say you’re beautiful.” I said.
“You are beautiful.” She told me.
“Say I, Kylie Maria Carter, am beautiful.”
“It’s not true.” Kylie insisted. I didn’t get it- she was drop dead gorgeous, how did she not see that?
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Zayn's Best FriendFanfiction
Kylie and Zayn have been best friends since they were little kids. They're going through the ups and downs of friendship and along the way, maybe even love. (I promise the story is better than the summary)