How We Met
Chris and I met about 5 and a half years ago the old fashion way- through mutual friends. We were friends for about a year and a half before we realized that we might actually like one another. Chris claims he knew from the beginning that he wanted to be with me, but if that’s true he certainly never let on or hinted at it to me J We had gone to a concert with a group of friends during the summer, but they were all sitting near the back and Chris and I wanted to get closer to see the show better so we separated from them and went off on our own. That was pretty much the start of it all, and we have been concert buddies ever since!
How They Asked
We dated for almost 4 years before Chris proposed. We were in Las Vegas celebrating my birthday on our family vacation. Every day we had different plans, but Chris decided that he wanted to propose when we took a day trip to the Grand Canyon. He had called my parents a couple weeks before to ask their permission and let them in on his plan. He asked them to take photos of the proposal and everything. So we get to the Grand Canyon and it turns out it is WAY more crowded than expected and he later told me that it just never felt like the right time there. There were tourists everywhere, and not a lot of areas to go hiking like we had planned on doing. I started to get suspicious while we were there- my parents were acting weird, every time Chris and I went off on our own my sister was awkwardly holding her phone like she was trying to sneak pictures, and Chris was super overprotective of his backpack. We had already been looking at rings and talking about getting engaged, so the thought crossed my mind, but I wasn’t 100% sure. The day went by and no proposal happened, so I assumed I was overthinking everything and put it out of my mind. We got back to our hotel in Las Vegas and everything seemed normal again. My sister and her husband turned in early, my parents went off to gamble, and Chris and I decided to take a walk down the strip before bed. We walked past the Paris hotel and Chris suggested we go up to the top of the “Eiffel Tower” to watch the fountain show that the Bellagio does. We got up there and there were a bunch of people waiting to see the show, but something went wrong and it never went off- after everyone realized it wasn’t happening, the lookout point completely cleared out. I asked Chris if he wanted to go back down, but he got super quiet and said he wanted to stay up there for a while. After about 10 minutes of him staring off at nothing and not answering any of my questions, he turned to me and took my hand then got down on one knee. He told me later that he wanted to say a whole speech, but when it came time, he couldn’t get it out. It was a very sweet and real moment between just the two of us, just like he wanted it to be.