Notes

Julian's POV

Julian was damn tired, to say the least. He had to remind himself that he was doing it because he loved both Brett and Figaro and that he was doing it for their happiness and future. Well, of course, if Figaro answered 'yes'. Well, they just had to. Because here Julian stood with the whole gang. Nico, Jane, Brandon, Molly, all of Figaro's friends, and even Brett's parents. Brett, the sneaky bastard had moved in the whole group to witness what was, or hopefully would be, a spectacular show. Thank god it didn't rain. The sky, on the other hand, was divine.

Molly was down in the cafe and ordered breakfast ready for them all. It was all so very planned, Brett did well this time. Jane was hiding behind a tree, camera ready in hand. Julian gave her a little wave with a sly smile. The rest was hidden behind the slope. Brett's parents looked extremely nervous, and obviously so was Julian. It was all nerve-wracking, and it wasn't even him who was going to propose or be proposed to.

«Does anyone see them?» Brett’s parents tried out different positions for a better look over the place, but the couple was still nowhere to be seen. «They’ll be here soon, I hope,» Julian muttered back, rising to his tiptoes to look for Brett. Julian wanted to take a few steps forward, but was afraid it would reveal his position. The bottle of champagne he held in his hand began to lose its cool. Please let them come up a little faster.

Molly came running in silence to the rest of the pack. «Am I late?» she whispered. «No, we haven’t even seen them yet» Julian whispered back, glancing over at Molly.

«Here, hold this» Julian commanded, pushing the champagne bottle into Molly’s arms. His hands were icy cold and numb. As soon as he saw Molly with the champagne in her arms, he heard Brandon’s voice in his head about how minors shouldn’t drink. Jesus Christ Brett had a frightening amount of influence on him and the rest of the pack on his own. For the better, of course.

Julian rolled his eyes in frustration and took the bottle from Molly and shoved them into Nico’s arms instead. «We have the non-alcoholic champagne in the cafe» he explained.

«What was that sound?» Molly looked at Julian. «shhh, Molly, I’m waiting for Brett to.... Oh shit, that is it! Thats the cue!! Everybody, its fucking happening» Julian screamed in ecstasy and his heart started to jump up in his throat. Everyone started rushing down towards the couple who were now going to have the whole scheme documented by x-number of eyes and Jane filming.