Louis got home looking very unhappy.

He lay face up on his bed lost in thoughts.

Stella's words to him kept ringing in his head.

He took a deep sigh sitting up.

"How can she ask me to marry her?" He thought aloud biting hard on his lips.

"How can who ask you to marry her?" His mother interrupted.

Louis was startled.

"Mother???"

She smiled walking into his room.

"I am sorry if I scared you" she said.

"You really did..." he placed his hand on his chest.

She shurgged "I am sorry, just that you came home looking unhappy."

He stood up from the bed taking off his jacket...