"Waiting for what?" I ask and I see a man pop out with a camera." What the..." I turn back around and see Mark on one knee looking up at me. I cover my mouth with my hands and feel the tears run down my face."(Y/N) will you marry me?" Mark says. Before I could say yes and I heard the camera click, the man took a picture. "Yes!" I scream. He stands up and takes me into his arms to lift my up and spin me around. Another picture. And he sits me back down." You planned all of this?" I ask. "Yes" he says and he kisses me. Another picture. "Ok that's enough pictures" I say laughing and he laughs too. "Thanks" Mark says as the mans leaves soaking wet. We pack our stuff and run to the car to avoid the rain. When we get in I ask "Why the photographer?" And he responds "Well I thought you might want to cherish this moment." And I smile and lean over and kiss him in the cheek.