Shane = Bold

Cleo = Italics

"Well...this was an anti-climax."

"What was?"

"This."

"Well, what did you expect it to be like?"

"I don't know...it's just...it's a national monument. I expected it to be more...exhilarating I guess."

"It's not meant to be exhilarating Lost Boy."

"What is it meant to be then? I'm dying of boredom."

"You're meant to admire the beautiful view of London."

"London isn't really the most beautiful city, Super-girl."

"I know."

"It would be cool if it was Paris."

"Yeah...I've always wanted to go to Paris."

"Why?"

"I'm not really sure. It just sounds like a pretty good dream to have."

"Did you know that Paris is traditionally the city of love?"

"Stop looking at me with those weird, suggestive eyebrows Caliente."

"Aw...you're blushing."

"I still can't believe you've been living in London for over three years and you still haven't been on the London Eye."

"Well...I'm on it now, aren't I? Can't say I'm enjoying it."

"Would you prefer it if it went a little faster?"

"Yes."

"Just admire the view Lost Boy."

"I would...if it went faster."

"But then you wouldn't be able to see the view."

"Exactly. I don't like heights."

"But you're the one who suggested going on the London Eye in the first place."

"It seemed like the kind of thing they'd do in the movies."

"Fair enough...you didn't have to get us our own private pod though."

"Yes, I did."

"Why?"

"It's more special that way."

"You just said you were bored."

"I lied."

"Okay...why?"

"It is boring. But it would be even more boring if I was on my own. It's not where you are that makes a moment special; it's who you're with. We could be in London, Paris, Tokyo, Madrid, hell we could be in a dimly lit alleyway and it would still be special. As long as I'm with you."

"You really know how to make a girl blush, you know that?"

"I'm aware."

"Put that that little smirk away Lost Boy."

"Okay but...I'm about to make you blush even more."

"You are?"

"Uh-huh."

"Is it going to be movie worthy?"

"It is going to be the most cliché movie scene that you have ever witnessed."

"Am I going to swoon?"

"I bet you a tenner that it does."

"...deal."

"Okay...so...before I begin this loving, movie style serenade I would like to warn you that we are currently at the very top of the London Eye so will not be able to get you any medical attention if you faint or suddenly stop breathing because you can't handle the amount of cliché movie that I'm about to throw at you."

"Oh, just get on with it Lost Boy."

"Fine, be that way. Break my heart."

"Shut up and make me swoon Lost Boy. Either that or I'm ten pounds richer."

"Okay."

"..."

"..."

"OH MY GOD. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

"I'm being cliché."

"YOU ARE DOWN ON ONE KNEE LOST BOY!"

"Yeah..."

"As in marriage proposal style one knee!"

"Yeah...can I continue now? I kind of want to do it while we are still at the top so that it will be as cliché as possible."

"...okay."

"Calm down Super-girl. I'm not actually proposing to you. I'm just trying to be as cliché as possible here."

"...okay. So you're not proposing to me?"

"As much as I would love to...no. I'll save that for later."

"Later?"

"Much later."

"Are you still going to be alive then?"

"...I sure hope so."

"...me too."

"Hey...hey. Stop crying. You're supposed to cry after the marriage proposal, not before."

"..."

"Cleopatra Rebecca Super-girl Quinn. I have not known you for very long but, I feel as if I have wronged you. 

I called a random number in hope of someone to talk to. I held no realization of how that could affect the person on the other end of the line and that...that was incredibly selfish. I bulldozed into your life without permission and forced you to make room for a guy who probably isn't going to stick around for very long but...I can't help it. I...I just couldn't stop calling. You're the only person I've actually wanted to talk to in a long time.

And then I lied to you...just not straightforwardly. After the first few words you said I knew...I just knew I had to get to know you before I...I died. Once again, selfish I know, but...but I just had to. I had watched enough movies to know the kind of guys that girls were into these days. I saw the smirks they wore, the bad pick-up lines, the thin line between love and hate, the awful jokes, the cocky attitude, the egotistic comments and I saw the way they treated their girl and I thought...yeah. That's who I'm going to be. Good-bye insecure Shane who hated the world and hello this fake jumble of every lovable character ever created rolled into one.

And...it seemed to work...I guess. But then...but then you started to see the real me. The insecure me who second-guessed everything and had everything planned down to the final detail because he feared something would go horribly wrong if he didn't. And...and you still stuck by me. You saw the me I had desperately tried to hide from you and you still answered my calls. You didn't try to run away when you saw what I mess I was and the mess I had caused and that's...that's the best thing anyone has ever done for me. You saw the real me and didn't try to fix me. You saw me and took me for what I was. You didn't try to patch me up. You just made me feel okay with who I was. And I just want to say...thank-you.

And, for the purpose of this cliché movie outing, will you marry me?"

"For today and today only I will be your wife. Yes."

"Wife? What happened to the wedding?"

"We skipped it."

"May I kiss the bride?"

"You may."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Are you...are you still going to kill yourself?"

"...I don't know. It's not something that's really a choice. It...it's more of a thing that I feel I have to do."

"..."

"Please don't cry."

"Now that you're here I can't imagine a world without you."

"..."

"..."

"Good God, I'm so selfish. I'm so damn selfish for even considering leaving you here alone but...but I can't. I can't promise you anything and...and I'm sorry but I can't. I can't promise you something that I don't know I'll be able to keep."

"..."

"..."

"May I kiss the groom?"

"...you may."

"..."

"Hey, Super-girl?"

"Hmmm?"

"You owe me a tenner."

"Shut up and kiss me Lost Boy."