*violently winks*
H A V E N
"H-harry." I gasp looking at the large white yacht. Decorated with fairy lights strung around,
"I'm not an a.sshole, I didn't miss Valentine's day." H He smiles in accomplishment. We walk toward the walkway and he steps onto it first,
"Let me help." He offers grabbing my hands in his and pulling me up onto the steps.
"Thanks." I mumble and click my heels against the stairs.
"Welcome to S.S Styles." He grins and swings open the door. Holy s.hit.
"It's beautiful Harry. " I began to glance around at the scenery admiring it.
"You okay?" I ask quietly. Harry looks like he's about to s.hit himself.
"Yeah just hot in here." He fans himself.
"Oh."
"Anyways how about food?" He quickly changes the subject.
"Sounds good, I haven't ate anything since lunch."
"That's not good baby," He frowns looking at me.
"I know." I utter and he leads me to the table.
"M' lady." He pulls out the chair for me to sit down in. I sit down about the same time he does across from me.
"So what are we having?" I ask suddenly intrigued.
"Chicken carbonara."
"Sounds good."
"It is." His short sentences are starting to worry me. I mean he's not talkative 24/7 but he does engage in conversation when talked to. I silently cut a piece of chicken up after putting a napkin on my lap.
"And you got my favorite wine?" I tease when he sits two wine glasses filled with moscato down. I've drank about half of my wine when Harry breaks the silence.
"I love you." He looks at me.
"I love you." I smile and he shakes his head.
"N-no I mean I really love you."
"Harry-"
"That's why I'm going to be some f.ucking cliché b.astard that's going to propose to you right now." He stands up and grabs my hand kneeling down on one knee.
Holy f.uck
Waterworks are going on right now. I place my mouth in my hand to muffle a sob.
"Hi, " He whispers when I run my hand through his long curly locks.
"Hi," I sniffle whispering back.
"Haveanna, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Ive been thinking about this for quite some time but never had the balls to ask. I know im some cliché f.ucker who asks you to marry me on Valentine's day but hey atleast it wasn't Friday the 13. Anyways, you make me so happy, so f.ucking happy. You're my baby girl, will always be like that. I'd be honored if you would feel the same way. I'll be there for you during everything I swear to god I will. I want to wake up to your beautiful face every morning throughout the rest of my life. I want to have kids with you. God, they'd have your eyes, they'd be beautiful. I want to make more memories with you. I want to grow old with you. And you know what? I'd be perfectly fine and happy when I die, as long as I have you in my arms. I'd die happily. F.uck im rambling. Okay.. Haveanna will you make me the happiest man, will you marry me?" He tugs his lip inbetween his teeth biting it nervously popping open the velvet covered box revealing a diamond ring from Tiffany's,
"You're a f.ucking idiot." I grin shaking my head his face turns into a frown.
"You really think I would say no?" I tilt my head laughing softly. He clears his throat before standing up, I quickly attatch myself to him throwing my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He grabs me by the thigh catching me when I whisper into his ear,
"Yes."
CONGRATS TO PEOPLE WHO GUESSED IT THANKS FOR RUINING MY STORY PLOT JK ILY
OH S.HIT DOUBLE UPDATE. HAREN SHIP HAS SAILED ALL ABOARD. PROBABLY UPDATING TOMORROW TOO #YOUREWELCOME -SAM X.
