Will you be my girlfriend forever?

Here's the story about how Anthony proposed to me. I'm gonna write this in English, since so many of my American friends are interested. It's a funny story, not as romantic as you may think. But very real and very simple. Haha... Let's take it from the beginning.

I arrived to Sacramento Friday night and for some weird reason me and Anthony were fighting three days in a row. Maybe it was the jetlag, maybe it was the tension because we haven't seen each other since January. On the third day when we were fighting Anthony had enough and said: 

- Naffe (he only uses my name when he's mad), if there's something wrong and you don't want to do this anymore tell me. Because I'm getting a ring fitted and sized right now. That was gonna be your belated birthday present, that's why I haven't given you a birthday present yet... 

I was drop dead silent. And then I started to cry (women are crazy, I know). And to add even more confusion to the whole situation I blurted out: 

- Why?! Why would you propose?

Now you're all laughing, but imagine how that must've felt for my poor Anthony! I was in shock. I was mad after our fight. I tried to explain, but after that he was so heartbroken that he told me he would postpone the whole proposal until later. Much later. I was sad and the next days apologized a thousands of times for my huge brainfart, but he wasn't sure it was a brainfart or that I wasn't ready. But after that we didn't fight anymore. 

One day, when he was driving, he asked me with a smile: 

- Will you be my girlfriend forever?

I said no and I told him I wanted to eventually be his wife one day. But he just kept asking me that question to tease me.

Friday morning, the weekend when I was leaving for Sweden. The sun just started peeking through the curtains of Anthony's bedroom. The birds were chirping. Anthony hold me in bed. He was big spoon, I was little spoon. I remember he said "my beautiful baby" or something cheesy like that. I snorted, hugged him and told him to get up, or he would be late for work. Again, he asked me: 

- Babe, will you be my girlfriend forever?

I turned away from him, pretended I was mad and sighed. You stubborn boy, I thought. Suddenly his voice changed. He asked me again, very softly.

- Babe, will you be my girlfriend forever?

When I turned around to hit him hard or at least give him an angry glare, I suddenly saw a little red box right next to me on the bed. 

- Will you marry me? he said and opened the box. 

2 carat diamond. Princess cut. Fitted in a simple white gold band. It was perfect. I smiled a big smile.

- Yes.

And then he texted his boss he would a bit late for work. 

A bit later the birds outside heard me exclaim: 

- Oh my God, it's huge!

Our first pictures together as an engaged couple!