"I want to ask her to marry me!" I say leaving the boys dumbstruck.
Faith is the first to squeak, drawing attention to our table.
"When? Where? Do you already have the ring?"
We burst out laughing, Faith's enthusiasm is contagious.
"I thought I'd do it at the end of our last concert."
"Oh, how romantic!"
"Oh yes, something intimate and without the pressure of having thousands of eyes on you." Gabriel pointed out.
"Oh, shut up, Gabe! You're just envious." Ice retorts, with a mischievous look.
"If you are sure of your choice, we will make that evening one of a kind." Lucas tells me.
“I'm sure Angel is my soulmate. And I know you'll think I'm crazy, but she manages to make me better. It's as if I've really started living."
"To make you better we believe it, I have seen the latest written lyrics and they are sensational!" Dean retorts and Ice gives him a high five.
"Fuck you Ice, my lyrics have always been great."
"Pfff, yes good but now they are fantastic," he replies, and I show him the middle finger.
We laugh and keep talking about how to do it in a perfect and unique way. Faith promises to help me with the choice of the ring and I'm dying to do it. I just hope these two weeks pass quickly, because I can't wait to have her with me forever.
Chapter17
Angel
"Hi doll, how are you?"
“Oh my god, it seems like I haven't heard your voice in a lifetime, Kate. Talking via text or email starts to tire me out. I'm fine, are you okay?"
"I’m super, doll, I had to go to Milan for fashion week, but I'll be back in a few days."
"I know, unfortunately I couldn't be there this year, I'm overloaded with work."
"And what a job!" she says in an amused voice.
"I have some news, anyway."
"You know I love gossip; do I have to sit down?"
"Maybe," I say laughing, only Jake and Chris know about my move in with Matt. I am quite reserved about my private life and even if I try to open up more with my friends, I often fail.
"So? Come on, don't keep me like that. What happened?"
"I moved in with Matt." I throw the bomb and wait. I hear Kate spit something out and cough.
"Sorry, sorry," she says trying to catch her breath. “Fuck, Angel, I just spit my coffee on the waiter, who was really hot! Are you crazy? Are you serious?"
"Yes, I really mean it."
“Wow, girl you are really in love. With Damian you didn't even think about this option."
“I know, Damian was just a dickhead and still is. We met him in New York and Matt broke his face!"
