♥ Proposal ♥

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Do you want cheese in your pasta, Lou? Harry yelled from the kitchen, where he was cooking dinner to Louis, who was sitting on the couch and watching soccer on TV in the living room. "No thanks, I'm good" Louis responded.

Louis rose from the couch and strode to the kitchen. As he arrived, he embraced Harry from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist. Harry leaned back into the embrace, smiling."I'm sorry, it's not ready yet" Harry said. "It's okay, I just missed you" Louis said.

Harry turned around in Louis's arms and kissed him. They stood there for a moment, lost in each other's embrace before finally pulling away. Harry resumed making dinner a few minutes later.

After ten minutes had elapsed, Harry told Louis that the meal was ready. "This looks great, Haz!" Louis exclaimed as he sat down and starting filling his bowl with pasta. "Thanks, I'm glad you like it. I made it with a lot of love" Harry replied warmly. Louis smiled.

They continued eating in silence for a few minutes before finishing their meal. They were both full, but satisfied. The meal had been delicious, and it was nice to share it with someone they loved.

"Do you want me to clear this up?" Harry asked, gesturing towards the dishes. "No, I'll do it, thanks" Louis replied with a smile as he got up from his chair and walked into the kitchen.

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It was getting late in the evening. "Lou, wanna join me on a walk?" Harry said. "Now? I'm pretty tired, could we go tomorrow instead love?" Louis said. "I think you'll really enjoy it, it's worth your while. Trust me" Harry said as he handed Louis his jacket. "Okay then..." Louis said sighing and put on his jacket and shoes.

Harry made sure that Louis was wearing something a bit more formal than just a hoodie and sweatpants. Harry was wearing a button-up shirt with a leopard print, half of the buttons undone, and some accessories like necklace, bracelets and rings, he also had black skinny jeans on. Louis was also wearing jeans and a white collar t-shirt with the three buttons undone.

Harry held the door open for Louis, took the house keys and stepped outside. They started walking but Louis had no clue where they were going. Harry was pretty quiet during the whole walk. He was really nervous because he was going to do something big, or rather was going to ask something big.

"Where are we going?" Louis asked, breaking the silence. "You'll see, we're almost there" Harry replied with a smile on his face. Harry had been planning this for months and it was really stressing him out. They were holding hands and Louis realixed Harry's hands were sweaty.

"We're here" Harry said as he stopped walking. Louis looked around and saw that they had arrived at a small park. There was a tree with stripe lights wrapped around it and a red blanket on the grass, along with champagne and snacks.

"Wow...Harry...This is really beautiful...did you arrange this all by yourself?" Louis said as he looked around admiringly. Harry nodded and then selected a special song he made only for Louis, from his phone and placed it near the basket containing all the snacks. There was even roses everywhere.

Harry took Louis's hands in his and said, "Louis. You're absolutely stunning. I can't even begin to express how much you mean to me. I love you from the bottom of my heart and always will, now there's something I have wanted to ask you for very long". When Louis realised what Harry was about to do, he was lost for words and felt tears welling up in his eyes.

Harry's eyes were filled with tears as he got down on one knee in front of Louis and asked, "Louis William Tomlinson...will you marry me?" He held up a small square formed box half open, containing a diamond ring.

Louis was in shock, he couldn't believe what was happening. He felt tears streaming down his face as he nodded and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes of course, I'll marry you!" Harry leapt to his feet and pulled Louis into a passionate kiss "I love you boo", "love you too, so  fucking much". Harry slid the ring onto Louis's finger, and it fit perfectly...just like them.

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