Knuckleball (Closed)

"I don't know. Things just seem different I guess. I never really thought about getting married when I was younger I was just focused on my career. I never thought I would meet a man who would change any of that."

"Yeah let's go." Natasha said eager to get out of there and hopefully never see her agian.
"You'll regret it." Aimee said clearly annoyed "my father wount be happy about your marriage. It's a distraction from your career."
 
"Bella I have thought that about that you know marriage a lot while I was away. Why do I make you think of marriage why me? I mean like you said I'm your first serious boyfriend what if it wasn't me." He said "Would you have marry married earlier?"

"Tell your father that my marriage won't damage my carrer. You know what I'll invite him to the wedding. See ya around Aimee." He said takingNatasha away from that evil woman. Walking back to the parking lot he looked at Natasha. "Are you ok? I didn't mean for any of that to happen."
 
"No. I wouldn't have married just any guy I was serious with. I love you. I see us having a life together. I don't think any other man could make me as happy as you do." She said.

Natasha started crying "see? People don't think I belong with you. I'm not good enough for you."
 
"I make you happy..." he said smiling at her. "I think to myself that it was my fault you lose your job, crashed, and everything else. If anything I brought you worse fortune. Yet I can't help, but try to be more like you."

He grabbed her as she began sobbing his shirt staining with her tears. Damn that woman for making her sad and try lowering her self esteem. "Don't cry she was jealous that she lost her chance with me. She can't admit that your better than she will ever be. Please don't cry that's what she wanted. Natasha calm down you belong with me I don't care what people think and you shouldn't either."
 
"None of it was your fault. You aren't the one who drove into me or fired me. You cheated on me and I can't deny that it hurt. But I do love you and I want to be with you." She said wrapping her arms around him.

Natasha continued crying "but everyone looks down at me. Like in just some kind of insignificant thing... I've messed up things in my life and I feel like in still being punished for that."
 
He looked down at her in shock as she hugged him. "I love you, too. Bella I want you as much as you want me. I promise that I will purpose to you and won't leave you. You don't have to be alone anymore."

"Your not being punished they just don't see you like I do. If you were still paying for your past then why did you end up with me and a baby." He didn't let go wanting her to just not cry anymore.
 
"Your planing on proposing?" She asked letting go of him and sitting up "I don't want to know its coming..." She said "I want it to be a surprise..."

"Because I feel quilty. I've ruined your life. You deserve the pretty little blonde and a family you actually planned for." She said "your so much better than me."
 
He smiled seeing her anxious, but not wanting to know when or where. "You didn't think I would, I love being with you." He said reaching for her again.

"Your ten times prettier than her. Don't feel guilty you've change my life for the better. I love you please don't cry anymore." He replied to her. Looking at her tear filled eyes hoping she would stop.
 
"No. I didn't really think you had plans to. I thought you might eventually but that I would be years..." She said falling back into his arms.

"Let's just go. Maybe if we get some wedding stuff done ill start feeling better." Natasha said getting into the car "I'm sorry. All the hormones aren't helping."
 
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"You would expect me to not purpose until a few years pass. I love you so much I would never lose you." He said satisfied with having her in his arms.

"That's fine I'm not going to hold it against you. Do you want to go to that hotel around the corner?" He said turning on the car and began driving.
 
"Have you bought a ring?" She asked curriuos. "Nevermind... I don't want to know." She said snuggling up to him and getting comfortable.

"Yes." She said taking a deep breath trying to calm down as she stared out the window.
 
"I was looking at rings while I was gone. Who knows if I bought one or not?" He teased her about the engagement even more. He closed his eyes a little as she rested on him. "You'll found out soon enough."

He would glance at her as she stared out the window. He wondered if she was ok. He drove to the other hotel. Asking to see the manager as the employee led them to the ballroom. "What do you think does it look nice?"
 
She smiled "okay. Well I don't want to know anymore alright." She said pulling a blanket over them "I want it to be a surprise so lets talk about something else."

"Yeah. This will work." She said looking around "it should be fine." Natasha sighed not sure having a big wedding was the best idea anymore. It would just be people staring at her and judging her.
 
He liked that they were finally having a positive moment. "Alright then hmm..." He said thinking of a question to ask. "I can't think of anything do you have any questions?"

He looked at the decor imagining it in his mind how it would look liked. Then he was good with her approval and then heard a sigh. He walked back to Natasha. "What is it there something on your mind isn't there?"
 
"Why do you love me?" She asked "and not just 'because I'm a great person'. What actually made you fall in love with me?" Bella asked.

"No, I'm fine." She lied "do you like it? Is there where you want to have the reception?" She asked "you need to like it."
 
He thought about it for a moment. "I fell in love with you when you made me forget about my ex. The happiness you had when we met and how you just stayed with me thru our hard times and didn't abandon me." He looked at her. "That's what I love the most though your smile."

"Natasha I like it this seems like a good place for it. I'll be right back let me talk to the owner." He knew she was lying, but just went to ask and sure enough they had the place for their reception. "We got it. One thing down... by the way we can get the field for our wedding." He asked looking a little uneasy about her not telling him what was wrong.
 
"Thanks." She said sitting back up "what did you do now?" She asked.

"Okay. So now we need to pick out flowers and invitation and food. Then we get your suit and my dress." She said starting to walk out of the hotel.
 
"I don't know I have a practice later..." Then Ken got a small idea. "Hey I like talking Bella, but do you think I can do something for you. I've done this before so I think you might like it."

He followed her out of the theater walking towards his car. He couldn't believe how much they still needed to do. He turned on and look over at her. "Where to flowers, clothes, or food?" He asked.
 
"Um... I guess so." Bella said sitting up "what did you want to do?" She asked not sure what he has in mind.

"Let's start with flowers. We can do food tomorrow and then we can both get our clothes when we feel like it." She said looking out the window agian.
 
"Well you know I like seeing you happy and this might make you smile or maybe not, but it will feel good." He fell to his knees unzipping her jeans pulling them down he began kissing her legs.

"There's a florist on the way back home. We'll stop there so we don't need to go that far." He said as he drove. Again sure she looked out the window what was wrong.
 
"What are you doing?" She asked watching him "I'm fine, you really don't have to do this. I am happy." Bella moved away from him "you don't need to do that to make me happy."

"Alright. That's fine..." She said "what do you want? Did you have a Type of flower you like or a color you want?"
 
He stood up pulling her pants up. "Oh I'm sorry I just wanted to make you feel good both ways, but I'm glad your happy." He said a little red embarrass from the little performance.

"I don't know any type of flower would do. Purple umm... I don't know." He said. "Why don't you want to talk? I just want to know what's wrong so don't get mad. I know you think people are going to judge, but there's something more."
 
"Why don't you microwave us some popcorn and well watch a movie?" She said curling up with a blanket "I'll see what's on tv."

"Everyone judges me." She said still staring out the window "everyone is going to think that your just marrying me because I'm pregnant." Natasha sighed "No one thinks I'm good enough to be your wife. What if they are right? What if I can't keep you happy?"
 
"Ok that sounds good be right back." He said excusing himself he headed to the kitchen. In a matter of minutes he returned to the living room with the snack. "Did you find anything?" He asked while covering himself with the blanket.

"Could you at least look at me when you talk." He said. "No one knows that your pregnant and who cares I would've married you when or after you told me you love me. Just worry about us not other people."
 
"No, there isn't anything good on." She said handing him the remote "you can take a look if you want."

"Fine." Natasha said finally looking over at him "I just don't want to be a disappointment. I'm not going to be the perfect wife. I'm not the cooking, doing housework, taking care of the children type of person and people know that, they expect me to fail."
 
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