Crimson Red Rush

“Sure,” She chuckled lowly

"I didn't," I said with wide eyes. "Ville didn't want me and Jyrki did, then Ville wanted me—maybe I did lead Jyrki on, I'm sorry Jyrki."

"It's alright," he sighed.

“Well,” Char smirked. “I hope you all learned a lesson.”

"Let's go," I pulled Ville off the counter and walked through the house. "I can't believe you."

“What?”

“All the shit you did,” I growled. “Let me leave, fucked Charlotte, fought Jyrki.”

"I said I was sorry--"

"No Ville," I sighed. "I know you are but why do you have to keep up making it hard for us to be together?"

“I-I-“ He stuttered.

“I’m beginning to think it’d be better to just be single,” I whined.

"Baby please..."

"Ville--"

"I swear, I'll be better."

“Valo,” I started. “If you fuck up one more time, it’s over.”

"Alright," he nodded slowly. "I'm so very sorry Jolene, I love you."

"I love you too," I sighed. "Be good Ville, please."

“I’m gonna try really, really hard.”

“Good,” I poked his forehead. “You miss me?”

"I did very much," he kissed my cheek. "I love you and I missed you."

"Ha," I laughed.

-----Six Months Later------

"I can't believe you've done so well!" Charlie slapped Ville on the back. "You did good man."

“I know,” He nodded proudly and pulled me on his lap. “You’ve done good, too, Char.”

“Yes, yes I have,” She smirked and kissed Bam’s cheek.

"Aw I'm so proud," I pretended to wipe a tear. "You guys are all good and nice now."

"I was nice before," Ville chuckled.

"But not good," I winked.

“Ewww,” Charlie grimaced as Bam chuckled.

“She’s still not good,” He pointed to Char.

"Hey now," she growled. "I'm as good as you'll ever get baby."

"Oh now who should say ew," I groaned. "Me, ewww."

"Hey!"

"Is for horses, aren't you glad you're a jackass."

“Sure,” He shrugged and kissed Char softly, making her giggle.

"I didn't think that was meant for how you thought like the show, but now I see the irony," I smiled. "Damn I'm good even though I don't know it."

"Yes you are baby," Ville kissed my neck.

“Yep,” I nodded, smirking.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked softly kissing a sensitive spot on my neck.

"Go ahead," I nearly moaned.

"Will you marry me?"

"Ville?"

"Yes?"

"It took you long e-damn-nough."

“So it is a yes?” He asked with wide eyes.

“Of course!”

"Thank God," he whispered pulling me into a kiss; I smiled against his lips and placed my hand behind his neck, getting closer.

"Did they—"

"Just get—"

"Engaged?" Bam and Charlie said at the same time.

“Yeah,” I nodded as Charlie’s eyes went wide.

“Ahhh!”

"Chill out!"

"Ahhh!"

"Charlie!"

"Ahhh!"

"Shut up!" Bam slapped her arm.

“Owww,” She stopped screamed and frowned. “That hurt."

"Sorry," I grinned as Bam shrugged. "Just shut up."

“You didn’t have to hit me,” She mumbled.

"I'm sorry," he frowned and kissed her lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."

“I love you more,” He smirked.

“Sure, you do,” She laughed sarcastically and kissed him again.

"Idiots," I rolled my eyes. "Three months."

"Three months?" they all repeated.

"And we'll get married."

----Three Months-----

"This is the most awkward wedding I've ever been too," Charlie said slowly. "Why did you pick this place?"

“I dunno,” I looked around. “I liked it.”

"It’s a circus," she said looking around. "Literally!"

"What's so bad about a circus? I'm upstaging Bam like you wished."

“You didn’t need to have your wedding at a circus,” She chuckled. “Next thing I know, Panic at The Disco is gonna come out.”

"Uh," I said slowly as I looked away, right on cue the band of the wedding walked out and took their positions in the center ring.

"You actually," she said slowly. "Have panic at the disco playing at you're wedding."