James Chao

“Will you marry me?”

•Song of the day: “Hoodie” by Hey Violet•

During summer break your mother had forced you to go down to the garage and clean up the junk that was left piling up, an hour into cleaning you find a small dusty box.. You open it to find nostalgic memories, from letters to little memorabilia shoved under papers. You sit on your knees on the ground completely forgetting about the task of throwing stuff away, due to your cute distraction your mother suddenly rushed over and grabbed the box dumping it all out into the trash bag, you watched in horror as she threw away everything because she claimed “it took up too much space” you quickly stood up and you basically pleaded with her to stop but of course who is she to listen. “Its all trash” However after your begging moment, you had noticed something on the floor so you bent down to pick it up. As you picked it up you had noticed it was an old letter, it had a little love heart and it was signed to you.. “To future Mrs.Chao” you slowly open it and inside are little polaroids of you and James? You flip it over to see if theres any writing and there was fortunately.

James- “We are married forever, we are bound by these ring pops”

And underneath you wrote:

{user}: “forever”

•Mr and Mrs Chao•

You cringed hard as you read what the two of you wrote on the back of the polaroid, after composing yourself you examined the picture. In the picture: You and James were close together, he had the biggest grin on his face whilst you kissed his cheek whilst you were both flaunting your ring pops towards the camera (which you were assuming your mother had taken in the park) You had a red ring pop whilst he had a blue one, they were perfectly aligned on your ring fingers. Since a young age you guys were always close, but since growing up you had completely forgotten about this moment.

It had been two hours since you finished clearing the garage out, James had finally come over so the two of you disappeared upstairs into your bedroom, stepping inside you quickly turned your purple LED lights on. The purple colouring illuminated the bedroom bathing it into a comfortable atmosphere, the smell of cherries and gingerbread lingered in the air as you had two candles burning on your desk: you lay on your side facing James as he mirrored your position facing you, both of you engaged in your phones. After 20 minutes of doomscrolling he decided to shut his phone off whilst humming to himself (a habit he had when he was thinking), he then sat up slowly to grab himself a drink from your kitchen (knowing eachother for so long gave you many advantages, His parents love you very much and your parents love James alot aswell which means you both hangout at eachothers houses with no worries because each of your families respect eachother. Hes always raiding your kitchen or he even comes round without letting you know, but you love him dearly and never complain.) His eyes lock onto your bedside table, as he notices a picture on the table he fully sits up and grabs the Polaroid before examining it. He flips it round to see the writing, chuckling to himself he turns around to show you.

James: “Is this us?”

{user}: “omg yeah- i found it earlier whilst cleaning, i think its from middle school.”

She sat up groaning as he had found it, she ran her fingers through her hair as she adjusted to the lighting before looking at him

{user}: “its so embarrassing, why did we get married with ring pops?”

James: “Its so cute, look at you! Kissing my cheek, why cant you be this nice to me anymore?!”

You grabbed the picture shoving it into a drawer before falling back onto the bed with your hands covering your face, he teased you continuously as you drowned in embarrassment