Once in a lifetime / harry s.

36 ; pizza and rings

"I heard this pizza is the best in town," Harry said, but something was different in his voice. In his tone.

"As long as it's good, I don't mind any pizza." I smile.

We were laying on his couch as his arm was swung across my shoulders.

The pizza got to the house, and me and Harry were sitting on the dining room table, a pizza in each of our hands and our cups of soda in front of us as we ate quietly.

We only have about a week left until we go back to New York, and I'm beginning to think that staying was a mistake.

We've grown a bit distant.

"It's pretty good." I chew.

"Yeah, it is." He smiles, he hasn't taken his eyes off of me, and it's kind of weird.

I take a bite into my pizza, and hit something hard. Ow.

I take the small object out of my mouth, and start to clean it up. I feel like crying when I see the shape of a ring.

Harry stands up, and makes his way over to me. When he gets to me, he takes the object and gets down on one knee. Oh my god.

"Isabel," He starts. I'm gonna cry, I know it.

"Oh my god, Harry." I begin to cry.

"I don't want to be cheesy," He looks at the pizza and then back at me. His attempts to make a joke terribly fails. "But I'm stupidly, uncontrollably, and completely in love with you. I know people are going to talk and say we're to young.. but fuck them. I love you and I don't really see a point in waiting, I want a ring on your finger so it's sealed. Now, Would you do me the great honor of being my wife, and Marry me?" I am full out crying by this point.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I scream and throw myself on him.

I hear him chuckle as I plant kisses all over his face.

We stand up, and he places the ring on my finger. Is this a dream?

I ask Harry if he wants more pizza and he says no, so I finish the whole pizza by myself. It really is the best pizza in town.

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Super short blaahhhh sorry

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