Keegan and I are getting married in about 2 months. We have so much to do, plus PLL is in the middle of a season. So basically my days are so hectic. But I wouldn't want it any other way.

"Keegs?" I call, walking into his dressing room.

"Hey Troian!"

"Why do you always call me Troian when I bring donuts?"

"It wasn't on purpose! Besides, my mom is in the other room."

"Okay...so haven't you told her?"

"Well...no."

"Keegan!" I yell.

"We are getting married! And you haven't told your mother?"

"No?"

"Tell her! Right now. I'll go with you."

"What? Now? In front of the entire cast?"

"Are you embarrassed?"

"No...no. It's just...I feel like when we talk about us, the cast treats us different."

"Really? It is different, Keegs."

"I know...but I'm not sure I like it."

"So you don't want to get married?"

"When did I ever say that?"

"When you said you didn't like the way we got treated, and you don't want to tell your mother, you implied it."

"You know that's not what I mean."

"Prove it. Let's go tell your mom."

"Fine."

We walk into the other room where Keegan's mom was, and sat down on the couch across from her. A lot of the cast was around us, all talking to Keegan's mom.

"Hey, Mrs.Allen!"

"Hello Troian!" She says.

"How are you?" I ask, as I run my hands through my hair.

"Good! Thanks! That's very pretty!" She says, pointing to my huge engagement ring. Dang. I guess it is huge.

"Yep. Keegs has good taste, doesn't he?" I say, and then look at Keegan. His eyes are huge. My eyes get big as I realize what I just said. We are awful at actually people things.

"Wait? What?" Mrs. Allen asks.

Keegan and I both look at each other.

"Did you just say KEEGAN gave you that ring? The HUGE diamond ring on your ring finger?"

"Bust-Ed." Ashley says like a little kid.

Keegan and I both blush and look down.

"Wait? What?" She asks again.

"Mom, Troian and I are engaged." Keegan managed to get out.

"What? You're together? When did this start happening?"

"Let's see. We made it official between us about 9 1/2 months ago, because we are getting married on our 1 year anniversary."

"Why didn't you tell me? I'm going to have a daughter-in-law! When were you planning on telling me this?"

"In my defense, he didn't even tell me you didn't know until today. And I totally yelled at him for it."

"Keegan! You can't lie to your fiancé!"

"Yeah! You can't lie to me!" I say, laughing.

"Keegan, you better get out of the triangle soooon."

"I'm fine right where I am." Keegan says, putting his hands around my waist.

"So when did he propose? Where? How? How am I the last one to know? How did everyone else figure it out? What about the wedding? Details? Troian, do your parents know?"

"Oh gosh! Well I took her to a fancy French restaurant, and I proposed perfectly, and-" and then I cut him off.

"You always tell this story wrong! He didn't get on one knee, he didn't even hand me a ring! He just asked me. It wasn't perfect! But-" and then he cuts me off.

"But thankfully she told me how I needed to do it! She told me no, that she wouldn't unless I got on one knee and popped the box open. So I did, and in the best Irish impression-" and then I cut him off again.

"The WORST Irish impression ever. You asked me in the WORST Irish impression ever and then I answered in the BEST Irish impression ever."

"Mine was better than yours!!" He says.

"No! Yours was AWFUL!!"

"Nu-uh." He says like a 4 year old.

He takes my neck under his arm and gives me a nookie.

"Quit!" I yell, "stop it!"

He lets me go and we start laughing. Everyone is looking at us. I completely forgot they were here. I quickly fix myself and smile. Everyone starts laughing and Mrs.Allen says,

"Yep! They are definatly a couple!"

Then Keegan and I start laughing with everyone else and start talking wedding.