His POV
She is beautiful, standing there in a skater skirt dotted with red and blue flowers, a black tank top with laced edges finishes of her incredible outfit.
"Hey Harry, you ready?" her angelic voice brings me back to the present.
"Coming my love".
As we near our destination (y/n) asks me where we are going, I tease her saying it's a secret and continue to drive down the quiet Cornish country lanes and request her to put a blindfold over her eyes.
"Is this where your going to kill me?" She giggles in question and it's music to my ears.
"Not yet sweetheart", I take my eyes of the road and look at her gorgeous sea blue eyes and smirk before she covers them with the blindfold.
Five minutes later we arrive, I help her out of the car.
"Harry where are we going?"
"Shhh darling, all will come clear soon"
I stand behind her as we walk done the slightly uneven steps where Gemma set up a tent covered in fairy lights and a large speaker as well.
"Stay here my love"
"Harry where are you going?"
I turn on the fairy lights and start playing Perfect by Ed Sheeran. I walk back to (y/) and undo the blind fold, when it falls down past her head her eyes go wide. I bring her to the tent and kneel down on one knee. I can see tears about to fall out of her eyes as she covers her mouth with her hands in shock.
"(Y/n) my darling girl, since the day i ran into you in that cafe you have had my heart, I want to grow old with you and watch our children grow up, I want to be with you forever" with. That I pull out a black velvet box and open it towards (y/n) where she is in floods of tears revealing a stunning diamond ring, "will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"
"Yes of course I will Hazza"
She's mine, she is finally mine❤️A/N I found this and I thought it was slightly appropriate :)
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