Unexpected Turn of Events

Dixie felt awful when she woke up in the morning. Her stomach was in pain; she did not want to get out of bed. She felt so awful that she opened her mouth, wondering if she was going to throw up right at the moment, but nothing. Thank goodness, she didn't vomit in bed or on Chris because that would be such an awful way to wake up in the morning. She sat on her bed and she looked to her left side to see Chris, but he was not there. Then, she remembered that Chris went jogging every morning. Usually, he would inform her when he was going out for a job, but she must have looked peaceful sleeping, so he did not bother waking her up.

"I feel sick…" Dixie told herself as she paused and formed a vomiting look on her face, before she took off the sheets away from her body, before racing for the bathroom to vomit on the toilet. Chunks of last night's shrimp coattail came out of her mouth and into the toilet. After she was done throwing up, she said, "It's official, I have some allergy to seafood— "before throwing up again in the toilet.

About fifteen minutes later, Chris came back from his job. He took off his grey tank top, revealing his muscular build and whipped the sweat on his face with the shirt, before going into his luggage and pulling out a fresh black shirt to wear. After, he heard some strange noise coming from the bathroom. He raised a brow as it sounded like it was Dixie who was making the noise. The door was locked, so he knocked on it.

"Dixie, are you in there?" Chris asked with some worry to his voice.

"Yes." Dixie replied, followed with some vomiting noises.

"Are you alright? You sound like you're vomiting your guts in there." Chris questioned as he took a step back as Dixie opened the door.

"Before you ask: I'm not pregnant. It was the shrimp coattail we ordered last night. I'm starting to think that I'm allergic to seafood, which sucks because I wanted to like it." Dixie explained as she tied her hair into a ponytail, before getting back to bed slowly. She did not want to jump back to bed due to worrying that she might want to vomit again.

"I feel like garbage," Chris sat at the edge of the bed, feeling bad for getting Dixie the stomach flu, "This was the last thing I wanted to do to you. I had picked out the best restaurant in the world. It was beautiful and it had no seafood, but now, you can't even enjoy the food."

"Don't beat yourself up too hard," Dixie assured her boyfriend, "We can still spend time with each other in the hotel room. Maybe, when I get better, we can have dinner, but how about we just relax, watching some Netflix from the laptop and maybe, order some food from hotel dining—if I'm able to eat—and it will all be fine."

"Are you sure?" Chris questioned. It sucked because he was planning to propose tonight. He had the most beautiful restaurant picked out and he was planning to make a reservation after his job. Now, with Dixie having the stomach flu, it puts his plans to a pause.

Dixie kissed him on the cheek, "Yes, just you, me and a relaxing day."

Chris had one thing on his mind—propose to Dixie, but instead of having the relaxing day she was wishing her, Chris had decided to go all out. He had their hotel room decorated—not as extravagant as it was going to be if the two of them went to the restaurant he wanted too. The thing is: when you get placed into unexpected situations like Chris has with Dixie getting the stomach flu or with Dixie's ring coming a day after the day they claimed it was going to come, you are going to have to change your agenda to benefit the situation you are in and that is what Chris has done. Sure, the hotel room is not the most beautiful or fancy way to be proposed in, but he had done his best to decorate. All around the room, he managed to get candles lit all around. There was a bunch of red pedals that led to the patio, which revealed the view of the ocean. Out in the patio, there was a bunch of pillows, where they would spend time with and enjoy each other's company. Eventually, Chris would talk her into jumping over the fence of their patio and walking down the sandy shores and near the crashing waves, he would get on one knee to propose to her.

While Chris was putting the last of the pillows, Dixie opened the door to their hotel room. As she walked through the living room, she was amazed by the view of the room. It was completely different than what it was before she left it. It was simple, yet it had that extravagance that Chris believed she deserved. Once she turned her head to the patio, her jaw dropped. She noticed the white, soft pillows lying on the floor. There was so many pillows that she could not see the actual floor. Chris

Chris turned his attention towards Dixie and smiled, "I know that you're sick, but I feel like it shouldn't be an excuse to enjoy our time with each other," he held her hand as he led her to the patio and the two of them sat down on the pillows, "How have you been feeling?" he asked her.

"I'm still sick, but I've been feeling a little better. I've been throwing up less and less." Dixie informed Chris as Chris could see that she did not look so pale or even green and that was a good sign that Dixie was getting better.

"That's good," he kissed her on her cheek as Dixie smiled, "Even though you feel sick, you are still the most beautiful woman in my eyes."

Dixie blushed at Chris' compliment, "You don't mean that."

"Of course, I do," Chris said as he lifted her chin up, so she could look at him, "My girlfriend should hear all of the compliments in the world," he stood up from the pillows and sat on the wall of the patio, "You should also see the beach too." he extended his hand out in the open and Dixie accepted it.

Chris and Dixie walked and played around the beach in the night. Since it was nighttime, they were basically the only ones in the beach. The two of them played tag, Dixie rode on Chris' back and the two of them were acting like a real couple. Best of all, Chris helped Dixie take her mind off her stomach flu and focus on themselves. It was nice for Dixie and it really helped her because if it wasn't for Chris, she would be wallowing in her sickness and that was not what she needed to do. Dixie fell on the sand as she pulled Chris into the sand with her. The two laughed in unison.

"Wow, that was fun!" Chris exclaimed as Dixie shook her head in agreement, "It's always so fun with you."

"It's always so fun with you too." Dixie said with a smile on her face.

Chris smiled back, "I love our time with each other."

"I do too."

Chris picked himself back up as he helped Dixie up to her feet, "It's crazy that we've been dating for about a decade now because it feels like it's been yesterday since I first met you."

"It's so crazy!" Dixie agreed.

"I love you, Dixie. I love you so much and whenever I am with you, I feel like I can be myself around you. You make me into a better version of myself—the best version possible for you. You and I have been through so much with each other. Every up and down, but we've have remained loving and caring with each other. I want to be like that for the rest of my life with you. Dixie, I want to spend the rest of my life, have kids and grow old with you. I want a life with you." Chris gushed as Dixie bushed.

"Chris, what are you doing?" Dixie questioned as Chris held her hand and fell to one knee.

"Dixie, will you marry me?" Chris popped the question as he revealed the princess cut diamond ring in the black box that he had been working so hard to get to Cancun.

Dixie covered her mouth in shock with the other hand, "Yes! I'll marry you!" she squealed as Chris clapped in victory sliding the ring into her finger.

"I love it." Dixie stated as Chris admired the ring.

"The ring is as beautiful as the woman wearing it." Chris stated.

"Not the ring, even though it is gorgeous, but I love you, Chris." Dixie wrapped her arms around Chris' neck.

"I love you too, Dixie." Chris wrapped his arms around her waist and connected with a kiss on her lips.

The end. I'm sorry that it took so long to update this two-shot. My life has been getting in the way, but I hope that you enjoyed it! :)