"What?" I asked staring at him wide-eyed as he shrugs his shoulders as he takes a step towards me and takes my hands into his.
"Marry me." He says again as I shake my head as the tears start to well up in my eyes.
Please tell me this is some sort of joke.
Tyson can't actually be asking me to marry him. He's bullied me since first grade. He's the one who broke my first bone because he pushed me off the swing.
This boy can't possibly be asking me to marry him.
This is just some sick joke.
I'm being punked.
Any second now Ashton Kutcher will pop out of the bushes and tell me that I was being pranked.
Yeah, that's what's happening.
"Where's Ashton?" I ask looking around as Tyson's raises his eyebrow at me.
"Ashton? Who the hell is Ashton?"
I roll my eyes and pull my hands away from
