{A/N: Don't worry guys! This ain't smut haha! But if you'd want one, you can always tell me. And I'm truly sorry for not updating as much now. School's already starting in our country! And I hate to say this, but.. I might be updating very spontaneously now! *cries* Though, I promise I'll do my best working on more if I'd find the right time to make one!! Promise! Just a bit too slow this time. But anyways, hope you all enjoy this one, since the last imagine was quite emotional. Sorry about that!  Okay, let's go!! Enjoy!}

|Y/N's POV|

"(Y/N)! I'll just go head to the festival, okay? But.. Y'know what? You should come along! It'd be fun!!"

"Nah! I think I'll just stay here. Besides, Patrick said that he'll be busy today. And I don't think I'm up for festi-"

I was surprisingly cut off as my bestfriend pulled me away from my couch, and got me some clothes. What is she up to? I'm not sure, but I think I just heard her mutter 'You're such an an with a devilish angle..' to me? She have got to stop listening to too much Gym Class Heroes, especially that Patrick's included there. Clothes Off, I believe was the title?

"Now.. Get ready, 'cause this is not the right day to just lay your ass here!! And I swear to all the gods (Y/N), if you don't fix yourself right now.. I'ma fix yourself for y-"

"Okay, bes!! Chill! Just wait for me downstairs, then we go, yeah?"

Finally, she sighs in defeat and makes her way out of the room.

Oh God! I forgot! Patrick and I.. We've been together for quite some time now. And by that, I meant 8 freaking years. That's why I just trust the little guy way too much now. Yes, we've talked about marriage sometimes. We never rushed each other, which is cool for me.

"(Y/N)? We don't owe the whole time of the world now, do we?"

I definitely have to get ready. I can't hold up much ranting and sassing in one day! Knowing my bestfriend, this issue will never end if I won't finish up soon. So in the end, I got dressed into a black Fall Out Boy shirt (I support my boyfriend too much, so yeah), a skin tight jeans, and my red converse. Nothing too casual. I mean, it's just a festival, right?

After doing a quick styling with my hair and make-up, I'm all set. Being a simple citizen I am, I looked well.. Just the way I am? Which I prefer myself to look like every single day.

Now. Off with this 'festival'..

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"Oh my gosh!! Let's grab a cotton candy!" She squealed for the fifth time today. She's occasionally answering her phone's text messages and squealing about something she sees in the festival like a little girl who just got her kiss from an ultimate crush. Very ironic. But I love this girl. Such a naughty-nice type of bestfrie-

"Hey, bes! I got two!! Can you please pay for 'em? Pretty please?"

And there goes those puppy eyes again. Well, remembering that I haven't treated her lately, maybe paying two cotton candies wouldn't hurt. I got my wallet out and payed for them, handing me the other one. Aww. So it was for the two of us. Sweet.

After roaming around and exploring other booths, she once again, answered a text message and smiled. What's odd was that, I haven't received any text messages from Patrick yet? He must be very busy.

"Cool! Look, bes!! The puppet show's about to start!"

Then I got pulled towards the mini puppet show, only a few excited kids surrounding it. I know this is too awkward, but I did miss watching mini puppet shows like these. I used to love watching them when I was young. Patrick thinks that, that habit of mine before, is cute. Hmm.. Maybe a little?

And it began. The scenarios that the secret puppeteer showed, were all too familiar. The first one seemed so realistic. As if it really happened. Tears started to blur my eyes. It was the very first time that Patrick and I had met.

Were I humiliatingly slipped from our school canteen, and a pair of arms caught me. The moment I opened my eyes that time, it held pure humiliation and adore in them. Knowing it was the Patrick Stump who caught me. And that's where it all began.

Then, the scenario where Patrick walked me to the beach and showed me an amazing sand art that said 'Will you be my girlfriend, (Y/N)' to me. Until now, I still have no idea who exactly made that art. Though, it never stopped me from answering him with a sweet 'YES' as we both enjoyed the beautiful shore.

Unfortunately, the show came to an end, making the other children groan in disappointment. While I, on the other hand, already had happy tears trickling down my pale cheeks. I also noticed that my bestfriend was surprisingly out of sight?

A man stood up from the mini puppet theater in front of us. I suppose he's the puppeteer. I looked up and there he stood. My man. Patrick Stump. My boyfriend. And my soon to be husband?

There he held a paper that said
'(Y/N), will you marry me?' on it, as he had his puppet holding the ring with it. Seeing this unexpected scene, caught me off guard. I eagerly nodded my head and immediately engulfed him in a loving hug, realizing he can't hug me back as he was holding stuffs.

I chuckled and pulled away, smiling genuinely back at him. He got the paper and the puppet down, as he slowly slipped the beautiful ring onto my finger. It fitted perfectly.

"I love you, princess!" He cheered as he finally got the chance to hug me tightly. I quickly hugged back and said, "I love you too, Pattycakes!"

And with that, a camera flashed. We both looked into where it came from, only to see that ever so cheerful bestfriend of mine. Her smile crept up to her ears.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!! My OTP's finally getting married!" She squeaked, jumping up and down.

"Thanks for the help, mate!" Patrick smiled waving back to her, as she gave him a thunbs up in return.

"Sooo.. She's your new mate then?" I playfully teased, making the two of us chuckle, as he turned to face me, both of his hands on my cheeks. He then, scrunched his nose and shook it with mine, as we both giggled.

"She's a mate. But you're MY princess!"
I didn't waste any time, and pulled him in for a passionate kiss, which he gladly took.

The rest of the day wwnt well. My bestfriend decided to run her own errand, leaving me and Patrick to enjoy the festival ourselves. He also thought of telling the guys about the news, which they really congratulated us with. What's best was that, he sang for me when we got home *GIF*. I just love this guy SO much!!

Maybe going out with my bestfriend to this festival ain't bad after all?! Thanks bes!

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{A/N: Please let us take a moment of silence and pray for poor Christina Grimmie's soul. She absolutely did not deserve that!! She could've gone further if it wasn't for that creature who shot her! But anyways, let's all just hope that justice will be claimed. And may her soul rest in peace. We all love you Christina! And thank you all for reading!!👽}