Harry Styles Imagines <3

//Proposal//

I wait at the airport for Harry so we can catch the flight to Greece. I haven't seen him in five months, because he has been away on tour. So I drove here this morning, and am currently waiting for his flight back from America to land. Confusing right, it always is with Harrys hectic schedule.

I have been waiting for half an hour, where the hell is he? Just as I think that, he walks round the corner dragging his suitcase.

"Harry." I say, and his head snaps up so our eyes meet.

"Molly!" He drops is bags and runs over, picking me up and spinning me round in circles. "Baby." He breathes, and kisses me quickly but passionately. We just stand there holding each other for a while, before the a man over the intercom says our flight will be leaving soon.

"Come on." I say, taking his hand after he grabs his bags.

"Where is your stuff?" He asks.

"I already put it through." I say as he put his luggage through the drop off. We rush through departures, and we quickly stop to get a drink at Starbucks before getting on the train to our planes departure point.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Always." I say, and we board the plane to Greece.

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Wow. It's so beautiful. Clear blue water crashing gently against the sand, which is soft against my feet as we walk down the beach hand in hand. The house we are staying at is right on the beach, and we get this section of the beach to ourselves.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asks, bringing my hand up to his lips and kissing it softly.

"How beautiful it is here." I say.

"It's very beautiful, but I still can't take my eyes off you." He says, looking down at me smiling.

"Thank you baby." I lean up, kissing him quickly.

"Do you want to go back now, so we can get changed before dinner?" He asks, and I nod, so we walk back up into the house. "I'll meet you back out here in half an hour."

I walk into our bedroom, to see a box wrapped up on the bed. I open it quickly, and a dress, shoes and a necklace falls out. I take one look at the shoes and gasp.

Christian Louboutin is written on the tag attached.

"Harry." I whisper, shaking my head and smiling. He always spoils me with expensive gifts like this.

I get up, quickly rinsing any sand off my body in the shower, before drying myself and sliding the dress on. It's so beautiful, soft black fabric that matches perfectly with the heels and necklace. It's simple but perfect.

I curl my hair, but don't bother with make-up. I don't wear much anyway. I think it's been about half an hour, so I walk out of the bedroom to see Harry standing by the door in black jeans and a black shirt. He looks amazing, like usual.

"You look stunning princess." He comments, placing his hand on my chin and tilting my head to face him.

"So do you. The shoes, oh my god." I say, and he chuckles.

"I thought you would like them." He smiles, and pushes my hair back to kiss me quickly. "This way." He takes my hand and leads me outside into the sunset.

On the beach there is now a wooden walkway leading to a platform, where there is a table for two layed out with food, drink and candles. There are rose petals scattered over the floor.

"I had someone put the temporary platform up. I figured you wouldn't want sand in your shoes." He smiles.

"That was very thoughtful." I say, and he pulls my chair out for me and I sit down. He takes the one opposite.

We eat the delicious meal, talking about random things whilst watching the sunset. After the meal, he takes my hand and we walk halfway back to the house before stopping.

"Molly, I have been wanting to ask you this for a while." He begins, and I gasp when he gets down on one knee. "I love you more than anything else in the world, and I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you." He takes one of my hands in his, and pulls out a box, opening it to reveal a gorgeous diamond ring. "Will you marry me?"

"Yes, oh my god, yes!" I practically scream, and he slips the ring on my finger. He gets up, and I jump into his arms.

"Simple, but effective." He whispers in my ear, and I laugh at my stupid fiancée.

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I HAD TO. IM SORRY.