A/N: Hey People! I'm so glad that you like my story! In this chapter, we stay in Zach's POV 'cuz I love writing from his perspective. It's fun. But, anyway, I hope that you like this chapter!

I checked the clock. It was 11:37pm. Cammie was dancing to MTV in the next room over. I was grabbing us something to drink. I grabbed us each a Coca-Cola.

"Hey, hon," Cammie yelled over the loud banging of the music. "Could you put my drink in a glass?"

"Sure," I replied loudly. "Ice?"

"Please and Thank You!"

I reached into the cabinet and pulled out a wine glass and put ice and her Coca-Cola into it. I checked my pants pocket. Check. Got the ring. Just gotta wait until she calms down... I thought. I walked into the living room, holding both sodas.

"Thanks, Zachy," she said.

"No prob, Cam," I replied. We sat down on the couch and turned down the volume. Some song that neither of us knew turned on, so we pressed mute and just talked.

"So, Cam," I said. "You seen Josh lately?"

Cammie flashed me a sarcastic look. "Why, Zachary Goode, are you Jealous?!" she asked me.

I blushed. "No! It was just a random question. Nevermind."

"Okay, Zachy," she replied. "And no, I haven't," she muttered. I smiled lightly.

"So, uh, how was Bex and Grant's wedding a few weeks ago? I missed it; on a mission," she asked.

"Oh," I said, surprised. "It was, uh, good. You know. They said 'I Do' and everyone cheered. Liz was the maid of honor. Jonas was the Best Man. Obviously. I heard about their honeymoon, too. England. That was really nice of Grant; splurging for England. He certainly got his," I laughed. Cough, Cough

She nodded. "Nice. So, uh, everyone but us and Macey. Uh…odd, huh?"

"Oh! That reminds me! I got this in the mail yesterday." I produced a wedding invitation from Macey and handed it to Cam. "She apparently met her 'soul mate'. His name is Matt, or something. They're getting married in about 4 months."

"Cool. How…um…nice for them," Cammie said. She obviously wasn't very happy.

"Cam?" I asked. A tear fell from her chin. "Cammie, what's wrong?" She looked away, her hand at her mouth, stifling tears. "Cammie! Tell me what the matter is!" I sounded really strict.

She put her head on my shoulder and cried her eyes out, just hugging me. "Oh Zach," she whined. "I can't believe it."

"What can't you believe?" I asked her, hugging her back.

"Everyone's getting married except us. I just wish that sometimes I could actually have a husband. You. I wish you were my husband! I need to start a family! I just need to!"

"Oh, Cam," I replied sympathetically, into her hair. I kissed her head, then put my hand on the back of her head. "It's okay. Come on, Cammie. It'll be alright. Please? Please stop crying. Please. It's okay. Cam, come on. Get a hold of yourself. Cammie, you're ruining my shirt. Please stop crying. Please?" I asked over and over.

Eventually, she sat up and wiped her eyes with her hand. "Sorry, Zach. I just…I just…lost a hold of myself there. Sorry."

"It's okay, Cam," I said, rubbing her back. "Can I ask you something?"

"You just did, but sure," she sniffled.

I laughed. I grabbed the ring case out of my back pocket. "Cammie?"

"Yeah, Zach?" she asked, obviously confused.

"You are the sweetest, kindest, funniest, and smartest spy I have ever known," I said. Cammie gasped. "I love you, Cameron Morgan. Will you Marry Me?"

Cammie covered her mouth with her hands. "Oh my goodness, Zach! I don't know what to say!"

"Say yes, Cammie. I love you with all of my being. You are my first and only love, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" I asked her. It seemed to me more like begging, though.

"Zach! Oh, Zach! Yes! Yes, of course I'll marry you! Oh my goodness! Yes!!!" Cam squealed.

"Really?" I asked. "I mean, you really mean it?"

"Of course, Zachy! Of course!" she answered.

"Yes!" I shouted, throwing my hands in the air. "I am the happiest man on earth!! I have the most beautiful and kind woman on Earth as my fiancée! Yes!!!" I kissed her.

She kissed me back. We pulled away, and I slipped the diamond onto her finger. "Happy now, Gallagher Girl?" I asked her.

"Yes, Blackthorne Boy," she replied. "Very happy, indeed!"

We kissed again. As it was about to evolve into something more, Cammie said, "Let's wait until our wedding night."

"Okay, Cam. Anything you want, cupcake. Anything at all." We kissed.

A/N: Okay, I hope that you people like this chapter! I know I do!!! This is the end of The Proposal. Next in this trilogy: The Engagement. Please R&R&R!!!