Zander was pleased to see her admiring the house like he had the first time he'd seen it. He had gone through so much trouble to get this house, he'd been through at least six estate agents, and even Noelle knew he hated real estate agents, just like he hated clowns and girl scouts. But anyway, the point was that he had found the house, and he had signed the contract straight away. He didn't want anyone else to even look at the house until he owned it. The place would put a serious dent in his savings account, but with his CD's still in the music track, he'd earn the money back in near to no time. He just wanted Noelle and himself to be happy, he wanted everything to be perfect for her. She deserved the very best.

He chuckled as she mentioned the word trespassing. It was almost like a small joke to him. But he had to play along with himself. "It's not trespassing." He winked at her. "As long as nobody finds out babe." He flashed her a grin, rubbing her arm lightly. Zander loved the fact that Noelle was always so soft to the touch. Her skin was like silk. He could stroke her all day if he had the chance. Even at night, he'd fall asleep with his hand on her shoulder, her cheek, absently touching her with his fingers. It had become a habit to him, and he didn't see that habit going anywhere in the near future.

"I love you too baby." He grinned. Every single time he said that it felt like a jolt of electricity was flowing through him. That saying would never grow old for Zander, as long as it was said to Noelle. Otherwise, the words were meaningless and empty. "Always." And it was true. He couldn't imagine himself with anyone other than Noelle. She was his soulmate and he knew it with every fiber of his being. He trusted her with his life. He would give anything for that woman, even his own life if he had to. There was nothing that he wouldn't do for her. Buying this house for her was a tiny deed compared to the things he was willing to sacrifice for Noelle. And every time he looked at her he was reminded of that fact.

Occasion. Shit. He smiled at her while he thought of something to say. With a childlike smile he took her hand and kissed her palm. "Do I need an occasion to spoil the love of my life?" He turned her hand over in his and kissed the back softly. "Being around you makes me happy enough to celebrate every single day."
He actually wasn't lying. He just wasn't telling her the whole story. But that was a surprise for later. First he was going to pull out all the good food that the old bat had packed for them. Perhaps she'd be impressed.
He started unpacking. Glad that the store woman had packed everything neatly so that nothing was squashed or broken. He put the platters out, taking the thin wrappings off as he went. There was everything from cold meats to caviar. He didn't even eat caviar. There was no way that they would finish everything, but hey, at least they'd have leftovers for a while.

Zander laughed lightly as she mentioned that fact that he was 'bad'. He thought it was so cute when she said stuff like that. "My fault." He agreed with a nod, "But don't you worry your pretty face, we're not going to get caught." Again, he smiled at the inside joke in that. She had no idea that they were sitting in their garden. Just outside their house. He was nearly brimming over the top with satisfaction. She really seemed to like this place, and that was all that he had wanted. He couldn't even begin to describe how stupid and dissapointed he'd be if she hadn't liked it. Zander knew it was a risk; buying the house without her even looking at it. But it seemed to it that this house had 'NOELLE' written all over it. She would probably love giving the warm interior her private touch. To be honest, he couldn't wait to move into the place with her. He imagined them late at night in the pool when it got too hot. Zander had always wanted a pool... That was just a bonus for him.

Finally, once he had unpacked the huge basket, he sighed in content as she took one of the strawberry things that looked pretty sweet. He wasn't a fan of sweet things, but if it had chocolate on it, he would eat it. Hell. You could probably cover a fly in belgium chocolate and he'd eat the thing. "Glad you like it." In his head he was thanking the old lady, especially as he ate the treat from her hand. It was really good. He'd deffinately be buying more of those soon. He leant a forward a bit, intending to kiss her. But after a brief second of his own confusion. He sat back and took both her hands in his. He couldn't wait any longer. It was now or never.

Clearing his throat, Zander put on a very serious expression. He looked into her eyes, and there wasn't a hint of a smile on his face. He had been working on this for ages, since it was so difficult to look at Noelle and not smile.
"Noelle." He paused. He had to get just the right amount of suspence. "I have something I need to tell you." He dropped his gaze for a few seconds and then diverted back to her. He needed her to think that he was nervous or something. He didn't like playing tricks on Noelle, but he felt the need to do so, just so that he might get a better reaction when she figured out that nothing was going wrong.
"I lied to you." He swallowed again, shooting his eyes away from her and back. "I'm sorry." He tried to square his shoulders as best as he could. He could feel his cheeks burning as he fought back the smile. This was proving much harder than he had thought.

"I've been keeping money aside. In a savings account you don't know about." He felt a little like a double agent. Noelle knew everything about his finaces. "I had to hide it from you..." He released her hands and covered his face with his own as he hung his head. Behind his hands he was grinning. He clearly wasn't good at this. He bit his lip. He was going to start laughing. He had just realised how stupid he sounded. In a last desperate attempt he flung one hand out and pointed at the house. When he lifted his head he was smirking like a retard. "I bought you this house!" He couldn't sidestep the fact anymore. He felt like saying something like 'sorry I had to try that', but something held him back. He noticed his heartrate going up. And he felt a little cold. Ah. This was a feeling Zander wasn't used to. He was geniunely nervous now.

Slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. She was probably grumpy now because of his little trick stunt. Hopefully this would cheer her up. "I want to spend forever with you too, Noelle." His voice was steadily growing softer."And I am so sure of that... I wanted..." God he was tripping on words. He shook his head. Taking one of her hands again. He held out the box as he manoevered himself onto one knee. He popped it open with his thumb, hoping and praying that she would like the ring that he had picked out. "Miss Frangos. Will you do me the honor?"
He had never been so afraid in his life.

Zander hadn't quite known relief until now. She had said yes. She had said YES. He was engaged to the love of his life. For a while, while she was holding onto him, he tried to find a moment in his life when he had been happier. There, of course, was no such moment that could match up to this one. It felt like a surreal dream, it felt like he was going to wake up any second now. He squeazed her gently, rubbing her arms a little until she was done crying. Heck, he felt like crying too. But he swore he had literally cried all his tears when she had left. Zander didn't think he had any tears left. But if he did, he'd probably be shedding them right now, even though all he could do was smile as he slipped the ring onto her finger. It suited her, but then again, anything suited Noelle.

"Sure we can..." He stood and helped her up, dusting them both off without reason. He fumbled in his other pocket for a bit before he found the keys. It took a while to find the right one that actually fitted into the backdoor, but he found it in the end, and he swung the door open, making a grand gesture for her to go inside. He moved the thin curtains out of her way and waited until she had passed him to go in after her.
"You do know you are going to have to explore a little bit first..." He chuckled. He had a feeling she was going to ask him where the bedroom was. But there were so many other rooms as well. He glanced at the stairs. Everything looked a little dull, since he had only put an ample amount of furniture in. There were no paintings or decorations yet. He would leave that to Noelle. And something that surprised him was that he was actually looking forwards to shopping with her for the household goods. He wasn't the best person to take on a shopping trip, but he enjoyed going with none the less. His input was somewhat cautious, yet he seemed to be getting the hang of it.

With a gentle click he closed the door behind them, admiring the woodwork for a second, and then glancing at the nearest object. The couch. He didn't really like it that much, but hell was it comfortable. And the couch salesman guy had convinced him into buying the thing because of that. God he hated salesmen. He didn't stand a chance against their cunning ways of being able to sell him a broken eggshell. He was glad he didn't stay too long, because he'd probably end up buying too many couches. That was why he usually took Noelle with him. There was a big difference between the two. She knew how to say NO. Zander was just hopeless with that word.

He looked her way, smiling lightly and taking her right hand. He lifted it to his face and looked at the ring for a while. Thank god it was a perfect fit. "Hmmm..." He started. He just had to try the name out aloud. "Mrs Noelle Walker..." It felt like he was going to pop with all those positive feelings welling up inside of him. He felt pride, joy, honor. There were too many to list on one page.
"I love you." He whispered softly against her velvety lips. "I always will."

He was content now that she loved the house. She said so herself, and unless she was a very good liar; he had done a good job. He felt pleased and somewhat proud. He had found her the perfect house, and now he was going to give her the perfect life in it. Zander was going to do everything in his power to make sure she was the happiest girl on earth. And the great thing about that was that Zander never would never stop. Once he started something he carried it through until the end. And to him; him and Noelle would never end. He had never been so in love in his life. In fact, he had never loved another woman other than Noelle. That was the truth.

He was a little taken aback, in a good way though, that she didn't seem to want to explore. He smiled, shrugging his shoulders. Of course she was right, she could look around some other time, it wasn't like the house was going anywhere. He kissed her jaw quickly as she mentioned the pool, stepping back to let her do what she wanted to. Hell, it was a very, very good idea. He admired her body as she slid so easily out of her dress. Noelle had one of the best figures he'd ever seen, and unfortunately, thanks to his band, he had seen a lot of streakers in his life. Or girls that were just too desperate. He shook his head as he pulled off his wifebeater and dropped it on the floor, unfastening his jeans and kicking off his vans as he did so, soon he was down to barely nothing.

In one quick movement he swept her up into his arms, using only one to support her carefully and using the other to touch her face, lift her chin up so he could kiss her lips softly. She was so small against his body. Fragile, he'd always look at her as fragile. No matter what happened he would treat her like glass. Zander had always and would always be gentle with her. Smiling, he opened the door again and escorted her out of it, closing it behind him. He didn't want it swinging in the wind or something and bugging him. He was planning on giving all his attention to Noelle now.

The feel of grass under his feet was nice. He actually hadn't felt it in ages. Sure, he'd felt sand, at the beach, and sand because it was the only thing he'd had in his apartment. Now everything had taken a turn for the better. The water wasn't as cold as he had expected it to be, but it was pleasant. His skin prickled a little, but as soon as the majority of his body was in the pool, it immediately felt refreshing. He lowered her too, letting her stand on her own. She whent way further down into the water than he did. Their height difference always made him grin. He bent down, kissing her again, with both his hands on her soft face. This was clearly going to be interesting.