13. Christina Perry - A thousand years

Percy didn’t know how or why, but somehow Oliver and him just worked.
      He had always been one of those people that couldn’t help but put question marks behind every sentence. If he couldn’t back up an opinion with something like solid proof, he would think twice before taking a stand. He tried to act confident and self sure, but however hard he tried, the act part was still key to it all. Left to his own devices he was rather prone to worrying until he felt dizzy, overcome by the sheer number of worst case scenarios his mind had dreamt up.
      Oliver was the exact opposite. His problem wasn’t that he worried too much, but rather that he simply blurted out anything he thought or felt, all too often without taking a step back and considering what it would mean if he said something. He needed someone to slow him down and to force him to think about things rationally just as much as Percy needed someone to tell him not to do this, at least not excessively. There was, however, one occasion when Percy didn’t even dare dream of stopping Oliver. “Perce, will you marry me?”
      Coincidentally, this was also one of the few times that Percy didn’t hesitate at all in giving his answer.

Dit was het dan, het laatste stukje. Ik ben hier niet honderd procent tevreden mee, want achteraf gezien had ik graag een aantal nummers vervangen voor iets anders of gewoon helemaal weggelaten, maar ik hoop dat jullie het desondanks niet al te vreselijk vonden. (: