LUCY

So, next to his door I waited. 15 minutes passed before I got a but worried. I turned to face the door and knocked. "Lockwood are you alright."
I got no response. I tried again. "Lockwood if you don't answer im coming in there!" This got me something. "No! Don't come in!" I was startled to say the least, but I waited. An hour passed and I only left the door to use the bathroom and get a drink of water. I sat next to the door for quite some time before it opened, very, very slowly. I looked over and into the eyes of my boyfriend. Yes, I was sitting and could look directly into his eyes. He came out in his oversized pajamas and just stood there. I smiled warmly at him and pulled him into my lap. He rest his head on my collar bone, and after sometime I thought he fell asleep.
"Lockwood?" I asked softly.
"Hmm?" He mumbled. I suppose he was close to dozing off.
"Did it hurt, are you in any pain." I felt him shake his head.
"I was standing there, waiting," he said in his small squeaky voice. He sounded so different without his charming, buttery voice that made you want to melt in his hands- *cough* sorry, too much. " then I felt queasy and tired. I couldn't breath well and eventually I passed out. I woke up and found myself stuck in a mound of clothes." He laughed, not his deep laugh, a high pitched laugh of a child.
"You sound, no offense, adorable." I said laughing.
"Ehhhhh. Stooop." He said.
I scooped him up in my arms and went into his room, shutting the door with my foot and placing him on the bed.
"Why didn't you want me to come in?" I asked.
"I thought I was gonna throw up and I knew you didn't want to see that." He said quite embarrassed like. I laughed and lied down next to him. He curled into my side.
"How does it feel?" I asked.
"You know how it feels."
"Oh yes but I mean, like for you. I mean dont get me wrong but your like really short and your usually really tall..." He just looked at me, before smiling.
"I didn't hit a major growth spirt until like, 13 I believe. I wasn't always like this. When I was 10 I was short and a bit pudgy. At 11 I started getting acne but it wasnt bad until I hit 12. At 12 I was still pudgy and had really bad ache. At 13 I had enough and started eating right and always practicing with my sword," he paused. "I finally found how to get rid of my acne and hit my growth spirt." I laughed.
"Wow, I would have never thought someone like you-"
"What do you mean?" He said sitting up.
"Well your so, perfect."
"Oh Lucy im really not.
"To me you are." He smiled and lied back down. We fell asleep like that.

On the third day Lockwood was so excited. We stayed in his room waiting for it to happen. Hours of story telling went by, and nothing happened. I could see it in his face that he was worried. I kept telling him it would be alright.
"Yeah but you and George changed back in the morning and its 6 in the afternoon."
"Come on, finish your story, it'll take your mind off it." I said. 9 pm rolled around way too quickly and Lockwood's face was so sad, It broke my heart. I reached over and took his hand.
"Im gonna run to the bathroom." He stood up, took two steps and fell to the ground. I was there in a flash, trying to help him up but all he said was "get out!" I did so and waited. It was just like 3 days prior. But this time, at 9:15 the door fling open and out ran a fully dressed ( he can never be without that darn coat) and fully aged Lockwood. He pulled me up so fast im surprised my neck didn't snap( ok ok, exaggeration) and held me in his arms, placing kisses all over my face. I laughed and swatted him away, but internally I never wanted him to stop. He became serious after awhile, placing his fingers under my chin, leading my eyes to his beautiful brown ones. He kissed me with this burning desire, with his own dark flame. It engulfed me in its warmth, showing me happiness in the future. He pulled away leaving me cold and warm all at the same time. My lips felt empty but my heart full. He kissed my cheeks, forehead, nose, eyelids, and mouth.

----------time skip 1 year later-------------------
This time skip is brought to you by lil Locky

"Lucy? Can we talk?" Lockwood asked placing his magazine down. My heart froze at these piercing words.
"Uhh, yeah of course." I said.
We were in the basement, working on nothing.
"Do you remember when we all shrunk down to little six year olds?"
"How could I forget?" I said trying to make him laugh. I failed.
"Well yes of course, well, do you remember what I said after I, changed back?"
"Clear as day." Im going to marry you one day
"Well I've had some thought as to that sentence and well," he didnt look at me during his pause. "Im so sorry to tell you this but im- im"
He couldn't say it. No, he wasn't, he couldn't. We'd been through everything together. I loved him so much, he couldn't leave.
"I understand." I said standing up.
"No! Lucy thats not what I was trying to say!" He jumped up after me. He stood two feet from me now. "I was trying to remember the speech I wrote." He burned bright red.
"What?" He slowly got down on one knee, taking a black satin box out of his back pocket. My hand went to my mouth.
"Lucy Joan Carlyle, I am madly in love with you. I know this isn't the best place for this, I know. I was going to take you out to dinner, a really nice place, but then I had this thought. Well that really isnt the point here is it," he looked into my eyes. " you captured my heart the day you walked in. I could never live without so, will you marry me?"
At this point I was crying but those words swept me off my feet. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring.
"Yes!" He jumped up smiling his real smile, his happy, sloppy smile. The ring slid on my finger indicating a perfect fit. Picking me up buy the waist he swung me around. He kissed me over and over again.