Dylan and I were enjoying our last week of our days off from school.

We were walking hand in hand through the forest. "Do you remember when we kinda first met here?" Dylan asks.

"Because I ran?"

"Yeah. You had closed your eyes for a few seconds-"

"And then you were immediately right in front of me. Scared the crap out of me."

"Yep. It was that tree." He said, pointing to a tree.

"How do you know?"

"I may or may not have clawed our names into it."

"When?"

"Oh you know.."

"No I really don't.. That's why I'm asking."

"I had come back at one point. I don't remember when but yeah."

"So you basically carved our names in it?"

"Yeah, to remember where we first met. I mean, properly met."

"And that's why you brought me here?"

"Yeah, now go over to that tree."

"Why..?"

"Just go on over there." I nervously nod and make my way there. And there is was. Our names. It was sweet.

Alpha Dylan Zanders & Luna Alexis Lee Forever

It was surrounded by a big heart. It was cute. "That's so sweet."

"Yeah. Look over there." I pick up a piece of paper which was by the tree.

I looked at it and it was a drawing of him, with a big stomach. I look at him weirdly. "What the hell am I looking at?"

"Cammy drew it for me. She's a real good artist you know?"

"Its you but you're pregnant! What the hell?!"

"Remember that one time you asked me if I was pregnant?" I furrow my eyebrows trying to remember. "You said I had mood swings like a pregnant woman. Then you said you were pregnant and I got angry."

"I remember.. That was pretty funny when I asked you if you were. I don't know how I managed to keep a straight face cos your face was well and truly priceless!" I laugh and he joins in, shaking his head though.

"This is just that memory. I got Cammy to draw it since you somehow thought I was pregnant so I wondered what it actually looked like."

"You look silly. I'm glad your not the one to get pregnant. It would look, well, weird!"

"Definitely. Now, have a look at this." He pulled out something from behind him. Probably from his pocket. It was a DVD. Could a DVD really fit in his pocket?! "I know you seem to like Channing Tatum movies even though that makes me crazy jealous.. So I got you this. I hope you haven't seen it before.."

"21 and 22 jump street? No way! Thank you!"

"You haven't seen them?"

"No, but I really wanted to! Thank you!" I hug him and he growls.

"You do know I'm way better looking than him, right?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Good."

"Now, tell me something."

"What?"

"What's all this about?"

"Hm?"

"All these.. You know, trips down memory lane."

"Because I want to.. Now sit down. By our tree."

"Why?"

"Just sit."

"Okay." I sit down, with my back against the tree. He goes behind another tree and bends down and gets some stuff and I am not ashamed to say I stared at his ass.

He comes back with some hair styling stuff. He sits down in front of me and picks me up, placing me on his lap. "Dylan?"

"Shh. I'm styling your hair."

"Why?"

"You styled my hair quite a while ago, now its my turn." I go to say something but his hand covers my mouth. "Now shh." He starts playing with my hair doing God knows what.

Soon after about five minutes he stops and puts a mirror in front of me. I look at my hair and it had blue ribbons. "You put your favourite colour on me so I'm putting my favourite colour on you."

"Okay?"

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah." It didn't look half bad. I mean all he did was tie my hair into two ponytails and put ribbons on them. Who knows why it took five minutes.. Would've taken me one minute but oh well.

He stands up, lifting me up in the process. He puts me back onto my feet.

He holds my hands and looks at me with a huge smile on his face. "You know, I honestly never knew I could love someone as much as I love you. I always used to look at my parents as I grew up and wanted that kind of love. Then I turned sixteen and didn't find my mate. After a year of waiting I practically lost hope and well slept with a bunch of girls."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Shh. You know the morning when I saw you, you saw me and then ran?" I nod. "I was actually going to sleep with some girl then and there.. Well I had wandered off because I smelt you." God that hurt. "As soon as I smelt you, I knew I had to stop. But then you ran and I got hurt. At first I kind of thought you were new and all.. But then I recognised you. Once you ran I knew I had to run after you. There was no way I was letting my mate escape from me."

"Dylan-"

"Let me finish. Then I caught you by that tree. And what you said, what you thought of me hurt. It was true though. I was a manwhore wasn't I? I knew I definitely had to change especially if I was to have a mate and if I wanted the love my parents shared. Then we got to know each other. And I loved you more and more everyday. As the days go on still, I love you more and more. I honestly have never loved anyone as much as you. I mean yeah I haven't had a girlfriend before but even with my family I don't love them as much as I love you."

"I-"

"Please, let me finish." He probably was getting irritated that I wanted to speak. But I was getting irritated that he wouldn't let me. Where was he going with this? "The first day I kissed you was amazing. I never felt more aroused than ever." Well, mood is kinda over. "But then I never felt as much love and passion. I obviously never felt that with the sluts I slept with. With you, everything is different. My whole world is brighter with you in it, and I know we will but I want to spend the rest of our lives together. I want you to carry our pups and I know you want to wait and that's fine.. You're still only sixteen. But one day you will. And we'll have loads."

"Loads?"

"Twenty?"

"No way! That's too much."

"Okay five? Or more?"

"Apparently child birth is painful. Do you really think I want to go through that five times? Or more?"

"Okay well we'll cross that bridge when it comes to it. Anyways.. As I was saying. I love you more than anything. You're more important than life itself. I'd put my life at risk to save yours any day. I mean, I hope it doesn't come to that but I would. I'd take a bullet for you. Anything." He bends down on one knee.

Oh my God! Is he going to propose?! "Dylan.." He pulls out a little black velvet box. He looks up at me.

"As I said, I love you so fucking much. And as I said again, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You are my life. Will you marry me?" He says, opening up the little box.

I look at him. Shocked. Kind of. I do love him. And I do want to spend the rest of my life with him.. God, I'm making it sound like I'm not ready to marry him. Its just so sudden and unexpected!

"I- Uh- Um-"

"Please tell me you want to marry me."

"I do.. I do want to marry you-"

"But?"

"But nothing. I'm just in shock. I didn't expect this.. Its all sudden.. But yes, I'll marry you and boy I love you so fucking much too!" He places the ring on my finger and stands up, pulling me into a kiss which I return.

"I'm glad you said yes."

"What else would I have said? There was no other option."

"There- Ohh."

"Yeah. I love you. You're too swee you know?"

"Why thank you. Cammy helped me plan this. She told me to take you down memory lane basically. I mean, all the things I said came from the heart. But the memories were her idea.. I mean I came up with this but she literally just suggested to relive memories. That's all she helped with."

"You don't need to explain yourself. I love it, thank you. And that pregnant picture of you is going up on the wall! It looks so realistic!"

"Well, I did say Cammy was a great artist."

"And, we're going to go and watch these movies now! Channing, here I come!" Dylan growled. "Don't worry, I still love you more." I say, rolling my eyes. "Now come on, these movies aren't going to be watched themselves!"

I pick everything up and manage to still grab his hand and drag him back to the house.

Well, what a lovely walk eh?