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~Rosemary's pov~

"I'm sorry, Princess..... But maybe you should stay home tonight. I don't want another run-in with that drunk bastard." He pushed the hair out of my face, and kissed my forehead lightly. "But.... But what about the surprise?" I asked Niall, and he chuckled. "We'll take a rain check on it. I promise I won't forget." And with that he was out the door. I locked it behind him, and then proceeded to lock all the windows. If you're like me and have seen many horror movies, much to my dismay, then you should know that the murderer will come into the house in the easiest way possible, so if you lock the doors and windows, they will have a difficult time getting inside.

Even with everything locked, and the windows curtains drawn, I was huddling in the bathroom, talking to our daughter. It always makes me feel a lot better. This case is not an exception. "Hi, love. It's your Mummy again. Daddy going to be singing on stage soon. I wish you could go and see it in person, but Daddy told me to stay home today. He'll be home soon, and then we can all cuddle together. I was thinking, and what would you like for your name, love? It would be easier to talk to you if you had a name. Daddy and I will talk about soon, ok? I love you baby."

I have no idea how, but I managed to fall asleep in the bathtub, while rubbing my stomach. It was very uncomfortable, but I fell asleep anyway. I slept for a few hours, and since my phone was in my room, I missed all the phone calls and texts from Niall during the concert. By the time the concert got out at eleven p.m., Niall was worried. "She hasn't replied." He told the lads, who were smirking. "You worry too much. She's fine. She probably fell asleep, and her phone didn't wake her up." Liam suggested, and Niall shrugged. "I'm just worried about her, that's all. No need to smirk at me!" He added, and that made Louis burst out laughing.

~Niall's pov~

I rolled my eyes, and left for home as fast as I could. When I arrived, everything was as it should be... Except the door was locked, like I told her to do. I used the key to open up the house, and called out, "Princess!! I'm home!" When I heard no reply, I instinctively felt in my pocket for the small velvet box. I bring it with me wherever I go. In case I ever bring up the courage to ask her. "I'm up!" Rosemary called back, and she limped out of her bedroom, holding her back. "What's wrong, love?" I asked, and she just rubbed her back. "It's a long story. " She huffed, sitting down on the sofa, and sighing.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I told her, and she shook her head. "Well, I was nervous after what happened, so I kinda hid in the bathtub for a while, long enough for me to actually fall asleep, and now I'm really sore." I chuckled, and moved my hand to rub her back. "You didn't have to be nervous, Princess. You were fine, and you will be fine. And I'm here now, and I'll always protect you." She smiled and leaned her head on my chest. "I'm sorry about Damian. You could've given me the surprise if it weren't for him." She said, and I shook my head.

"That doesn't matter, all that matters is that you're safe. That he didn't hurt you." I said, caressing her cheek. She smiled. I could feel the velvet box holding the ring in my pocket, and I slowly reached in and closed my hand around it. "I love you..." I started, not really knowing what to say. "I love you too." She replied, an oblivious smile on her perfect face. I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat went dry, all words dissolving, and I started sweating. I can't do this.... I muttered to myself, sighing deeply. "What's wrong, Niall?" Rosemary asked, and I shrugged.

"Hold on." I told her, before jogging to our room, and collecting my guitar. I would tell her how I feel, in the only way I knew, by singing to her. As I padded back out into the living room, I could see her confused stare. I just smiled, and sat down on the sofa in front of her. Before I started, I looked up at her and said, "do you remember, shortly after we first met? How I brought you back here out of the rain?" She nodded, still looking confused. "How I acted really nervous around you?" I didn't realize until just now, that I was talking really slowly and nervously, like when we first met.

Rosemary nodded again, a small smile on her face. "If only I had known what my life would be like now. It might sound crazy, but I'm happy Damian cheated on me." She giggled, and I chuckled along with her. "Me too, Rosie." I looked down, considering my words carefully. "Anyways, I was nervous because I knew I loved you from the start. And the reason? I could see from the moment you walked into the living room in my clothes, that you were special. My one and only. That's why I fought so hard to get you, and when I did, then I fought to keep you." She was grinning, and she nodded.

"I'm going to have a really hard time saying this, so the only way I could tell you is..." I held up the guitar, "Is by singing to you." I waited for a response, and Rosemary nodded eagerly, getting comfortable on the sofa. I spent a lot of time on this song, when I was stressed I would go and sing this song. Playing it for her, I made sure to slow it down, and make it more meaningful. I sang her Fireproof, only acoustically.

By the look on her face, I have a really good feeling that she likes it. She smiled whenever I reached the chorus, and she even blew me a kiss once. I felt like I could fly, and at that moment, like I could actually do this. Ask her to be my wife. As I finished the song, and peeked a glimpse at her, she blushed and looked down. It's been a while since she's been embarrassed around me. I think it's adorable. I gave her a ghost of a kiss, causing her to look up again. I reached into my pocket once more, and the velvet box was still there. And I was going to take it out.

"This is probably the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, but I will do it because I love you. There are no words that can describe how I feel around you. I'm only hoping this will help."

~Rosemary's pov~

I know where this is going, and I'm not sure how to feel. Niall got down on one knee in front of me, and I covered my face with my hands, so Niall wouldn't see the tears spilling down my cheeks. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Niall's voice cracked as he looked up at me.

I didn't know what to say, except I already knew my answer. I couldn't say it. Seriously, I was at a loss for words. I'm probably the worst girlfriend ever, because I curled up into a ball and almost sobbed with joy. Well, as close to a ball as I could, because of the baby. "Princess?" Niall asked, coming in front of me. I was literally gasping now. I nodded over and over again, telling Niall yes. Niall's concerned face, suddenly brightened, into the biggest smile I had ever seen on him. "Really?!" He asked, like he didn't even believe it himself. I nodded, and he kissed me, and I could feel the tears coming from both our eyes. "I love you so much, Rosie." He said, our foreheads touching, as he stared into my eyes. "You too." Was all I could manage to squeak out. He laughed, before wiping the last of the tears off of his face, then sliding the gorgeous ring onto my finger.

Seeing the ring, on my finger, made me emotional again. I threw myself on Niall, hugging him tightly. "Be careful of the baby." Niall teased, and I giggled. He placed his hands on my stomach, and rubbed it softly. "Now we're one big, happy family." He said, and I replied, "We weren't before?"

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