(a/n this might make your heart break)

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"PETE?!?" I yelled running down the dock to a dark figure at the end.

"Yeah it's me baby." I ran up to him hugging him tightly.

"I was so worried something happened to you!" I said kissing his cheek.

"I'm fine, I'm right here baby." Pete said. "I wanted to talk to you." I nodded pulling away from him.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I love you." Pete said kissing my lips.

"You made me come all the way out here to tell me that?" I laughed.

"No, no there's more." Pete said fumbling with his hands. "I want you to know this. You're beautiful, I love your hair, your face, your eyes. Ah I could stare at them all day. Your body is beautiful and I love it. I wish you felt the same way about it. You've gone through so many things in your life and you're still here. And still strong, that gives me hope. And Patrick one question is the only thing I can do to show you that you aren't an appetizer." Pete said getting down on one knee. I gasped covering my mouth with my hand. He pulled a ring box out of his pocket. "Will you marry me?"

"Oh my god! Yes oh my yes!!" I cried and Pete got up slipping the ring onto my finger and kissed my lips.

~*~

"What have we done Pete?" I asked looking at my ring.

"What?" Pete asked leaning on my shoulder and putting his hand over mine.

"We're 17." I said.

"I'm 18." Pete said kissing my hand. "And so?"

"Pete, we're so young." I said.

"You aren't my appetizer Patrick. This is forever." Pete said.

"Ok I guess." I said.