L.A girls (H.S)

Chapter 38- whoa

A week Later.

The sound of my doorbell ringing wakes me up. I sit up and slip out of bed. I pad to the front door and stop at it.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"The love of your life."

I smile and open the door to find Harry standing there with a light blue rose in his hand. I smile and he hands me the rose.

"I dont beileve ive gotten you a blue rose yet have I?" he asks as he steps inside.

"I dont beileve you have." I close the door and turn to him. "What are you doing here so early?"

"Well." He drags the word out as he turns to me. "Im taking you somewhere so get dressed."

"Where are you taking me so I know what to wear." I say as I walk to the kitchen. I grab the vase that I always put the roses that he gives me and I walk to the sink to put fresh water in it.

"That is a surprise." he leans against the counter next to me and I pout.

"Why cant you tell me?" I ask.

"Because it wouldnt be a surprise. But I can tell you to wear something casual and for warm weather."

"Are we going to be outside?" I place the flower in the vase and set it in the windowceil.

"Yes, but thats the only hint im going to give you." He says as he wraps his arms around me.

"Fine." I mumble and he kisses me before pulling away and slapping my ass.

"Go get dressed." he instructs and I roll my eyes before walking to my room.

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"So why exactly am I blind folded?"

"So the surprise isnt ruined!"

As soon as Harry and I got in my car (he insisted we take it instead of his motorcycle for whatever reason) he made me put on a blindfold. He said if I saw where we were going it would ruin the surprise.

"You suck." I mumble.

"No love, you do."

My cheeks burn and he laughs as he leads me along.

"Step up." He guides me up a step and I feel the crunch of grass under my flip flops.

"Are we at a park?" I ask.

"Nope."

My eyebrows knit together and I sigh of frustration. We walk a little further and then we stop.

"Dont open your eyes." he takes the blind fold.

"Do I have a choice?" I mumble and he kisses my cheek.

"Stay right here and do not peek." His footsteps fade away.

I hear shuffling around a few feet ahead and then I hear Harry clear his throat.

"Okay, open."

I open my eyes and cant help but smile at the scene in front of me. A picnic blanket is sprawled out on the ground, theres a large picnic basket and two bottles of champegne.

"Whats this for?" I ask quietly as he walks toward me.

"No reason at all." he holds out his and I gladly take it.

He leads me over to the blanket and we both sit down. He opens the picnic basket and grabs a few containers. He poops them open and lays them out for me to see and I smile when he flashes the blueberrries (Which are my favorite fruit) at me.

"Ham or turkey?" he asks as he leans over to lok into the basket.

"Ham." I answer and he reaches in the basket before handing me a ham sandwhich.

He pours a glass of champegne for each of us and then hands me glass. We begin eating and I look around at the empty field we are in.

"You know," I look up to the sky and pop a blueberry in my mouth, "No one has ever done anything like this for me."

"Really?" he asks and I nod as I look back at him. "Well im glad that im the first."

I smile and look down at my glass of champegne before taking a sip.

"So," Harry lays down on his side and picks up a strawberry, "What do you see yoursef doing in the next few years?"

This question stops me short.

"I um." I look away. "I dont know yet."

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"Well I only stay in L.A over the summer and i'll be leaving within the next two months."

"Where are you going?" he asks.

"Thats the thing. I dont know yet. I want to move to London with my sister and go to art school but then again my dad and mom want me to take over my mothers clothing agency." I sigh. "My life has always been handed to me on a silver platter and now that no one is helping me decide... I cant figure it out."

"Do you want to take over your mums agency?" Harry asks softly.

"Yes and no."

"Well Have you ever thought of moving to London, attending art school and then taking over her agency from London?" He asks and I think about it.

"No I havent, and thats a really good idea! That way my sister can help me and youll be there too!" I exclaim and I smile.

He stares at me with a small smile and I blush.

"Why are you staring at me?" I ask as I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Because I love you and your so cute when you get excited."

I smile and take a sip out of my glass.

"Where do you think you will be in the next few years?" I ask him.

"Well..." he glances up at the sky and then back at me. "I have a whole fantasy about where I will be."

I lean over, tucking my feet under me. "Can I hear about it?"

He rolls onto his back and puts his hands under his head. "Well ill be traveling the world with my beautiful wife. Ill be an actor and she'll be a clothes designer. We will go to fashion shows and the Grammys and we will be voted the cutest couple. We will travel to areas of poverty and we'll helo as much as we can and because of that, people all over the world will love us. My wife amd I will have a side job and that will be us singing together to raise money for diffrent charitys. We will be on top of the world." He smiles at himself. "We will have two kids, a boy and a girl. Their twins and we will raise them to be good people. Theyll solve world problems and lead on our legacy."

"That sounds amazing. You and your wife will be the happiest people in the world." I say quietly and He looks over at me before rolling onto his side to face me.

"Jade, you'll be my wife." he says and I blink.

"What?"

He sits up and and reaches into the basket before pulling out a little black box.

What. The. Hell.