On our six-month anniversary, Don moved in with me. Not that he practically wasn't living with me already, as he was over just about every night, but it just became official on that day. He sold his old place and gathered all of his things that weren't already over here and moved in. With some of the money I've been saving up from work, and some of the money he brought to the household when he moved in, we were able to add a small addition onto my little shack-actually making it a real house...kind of. We actually have a bedroom, even though it's really small, our kitchen has gotten bigger,
and we now have a couch, and a pretty nice TV.
Don has been one of the best things that's happened to me in a long time. Having him around makes life feel so much more complete. Don't get me wrong, as much as I love him, Don is nowhere
near perfect. He hardly ever cleans up, unless I ask him to, and I'm a very tidy person, so waking up and seeing that he hasn't made up his side of the bed sort of bothers me, but he's been getting better at it. He also has his commitment issues, but we've been working on them and he seems to be very much committed to me, as whenever we go out, he doesn't look at any other girl the way he looks at me. He's told me that his vampirisim seems to have made his emotions much more intense. He keeps telling me that he didn't know he could be so in love with someone, want someone so much, or be so happy. Every time he says things like that, I can't help but blush.
I really am very much in love with him, and it makes me overjoyed that he's staying with me now. Everything is just as intense as it was when we first started going out, and he makes my heart beat extremely fast, and I can never get enough of him.
He also got a new job in the Business Career when he moved in. He told me that he wanted to make sure he could make enough money to support me, and that he wanted to, and to try to convince him otherwise would just make him want to do so even more. I tried to tell him to not worry about it, but I realized that money is tight, and having a little more income added to the household would definitely not be a bad thing, so, I kept my mouth shut. He also told me that going to work would keep him on the same schedule I am, so, we could see as much of each other as possible, and it would keep him out of the sunlight during the day. After hearing all of that, I was more okay with him doing so, as it seemed like a very logical thing to do.
I've moved up in my Stylist Career, and the local town Celebs are always asking me to make them over. Because of my constant interaction with them, I'll occasionally go to their parties. For example, a few weeks ago I went to Hunter Cotteneye's party. It was a fun party, and Hunter is a very nice guy. Of course, since I've been working with celebrities, and am living with one, I've gotten quite famous myself, and lets not forget to mention that everyone has now found out that I'm Brandon Stephens daughter, and apparently, his only child, upping my fame a little more. I really don't mind getting noticed, everyone here in Riverview is very sweet, and I enjoy getting to know them.
Of course, with my Promotion comes my awesome new uniform. I think this one looks pretty great, I mean look at me! I look so professional. I'm making quite a bit more money a week, and a day, depending on how many Sims I style. Don and I have been saving up to make our house a little bit better. I mean, right now, it doesn't really look all that bad, but it could be better. Actually, it could be a lot better. But hey, something is better than nothing. However, if I'm going to be a celebrity, I need to save up some money and build a better house so I can at least look like I'm living like one.
Don goes to work an hour before I do, so, he normally wakes up first, but he always kisses me good morning before he goes off to take a shower. He'll eat his plasma fruit, and by this time, I'm making my way to the shower, so he'll kiss me again right before he leaves for work. Our routine works out pretty well. He always gets home at right about 3 o'clock. I don't get home until 7. So, he's taken up the habit of working out and working on his skills until I get home. When I get back home, he'll drink his plasma juice, and I'll eat my dinner, and we'll talk about our day. He always offers to clean up, and I'll let him-but only sometimes. After all, I'm the one who's the perfectionist, and the neat freak, so, I should be the one to clean.
Our favorite thing to do after dinner is go out and watch the stars. Because we really don't have too much money, we have to do things that are either cheep, or free, and watching the stars in our back yard is a free thing, that's always fun to do. We always enjoy doing it, and it's rather romantic, too. It's also one of the things that brought us together in the first place, so it also brings back happy memories of our first night together.
Sometimes, we'll stay out there for hours, looking up and talking about anything, and everything. Work, people in town, being a celebrity, our future, things we did that day, who we saw, who we talked to, any parties that might be going on soon, and a whole bunch of things like that. Other times, we'd only be out there for an hour or so, in silence, just enjoying each other's company, and just being close to one another, and occasionally looking away from the sky and into each other's eyes.
Yet, there were still other times when we would just spend the entire time making out, and we'd only be out there for about thirty minuets before we decided we needed to take it back into our room.
No matter what happens, we always end up closer together by the end of the night, and that's something I really can't get enough of.
Today, I came home from work and Don greeted me with a very deep, and very passionate kiss.
I smiled at him, and laughed a little bit, "Now, Mr. Lathario, what was that about?"
He chuckled a little, "What? I'm not aloud to kiss my lovely girlfriend with passion when she comes home from work without having a reason behind it?"
"Well, of course you're aloud to,"
I said while keeping my arms wrapped around his neck, "But, it does make me think that you might be up to something."
"Would it be bad if I was up to something, Miss Stephens?"
He whispered softly into my ear.
"Well, I suppose not...."
he said, while getting down one one knee in front of me, making me shake my head slightly, but when I saw him pull out a box, I knew exactly what was going on, and I couldn't control my blushing.
"Harmony Cheryl Stephens, I love you more than anything in the entire world. I want to be able to spend as long as I can with you, and I want you to be mine, and officially mine, and I want to be yours, officially yours. I love you so much, I can't even describe. I want to take care of you, I want to have a family with you, and I want you to grow old by my side. I want to protect you, and I want to make you as happy as I can make you. There is no one else in this entire world that I want to be with. Harmony, will you marry me?"
He slid the ring on my finger and I simply couldn't speak. I looked at it for awhile, with happy tears rolling down my face. I looked him in the eyes and ended up being able to whimper out a "yes"
He smiled and stood up, wrapping me in his strong arms and giving me a deep, loving kiss. I held onto him and let out happy tears. I had never been so happy in my life. I was getting married, and I was going to eventually be able to have a family, and then, I could give my family something that I never had, a good, happy life with parents that loved them, and loved each other.
I was going to be able to start my legacy out right, and I was going to be able to give my family happiness, and security, something I never had.
Life was going to be good.
The next day at work, I got a promotion, encouraging my feeling of goodness and that everything was going to be great. That was, until I saw my new uniform.
Who else wants to join me in saying, "ew!"?
Don saw it that evening, and he told me it wasn't that bad, but I was quick to disagree.
He just smiled at me though, and kissed my forehead.
I was beyond happy to be with him, and I was even happier that soon, I would be his wife, and that he'd be my husband.
Yeah, life was going to be good.