Jayden's POV
I walk with Harry, in the park before I look over to a bench longingly.
"Do you want to sit?" He chuckles.
"Please."
We walk over and sit down on the bench. I lean back and place my hands on my ginormous belly.
"This really sucks." I pant.
Harry takes my hand and rubs the back of it. "I know baby, but it'll be worth it."
"Ugh I'm just tired of being pregnant." I lean my head against his shoulder and he kisses my forehead.
"I know, Jade."
After a few minutes of sitting there he shifts under me and I sit up.
"Your nervous about something." I state and he looks at me, surprised.
"How did you know?"
"You always cross and uncross your legs when your nervous or scared... what's wrong Baby?" I brush a strand of hair out of his face and he breathes out.
"I have a question for you." he admits.
"Okay."
He gets up and kneels down in front of me before taking my hands.
"Jayden." he says.
"Harry."
He smiles and looks down before reaching into his back pocket.
"I wanted to do this at the dinner I had planned for us tomorrow but I can't wait any longer." he pulls out a dark blue box and I stare at him, trying not to lose my shit. "Jayden, will you make me the happiest man alive," he pops open the box. "and marry me?"
I stare at him with my mouth agape. "Are-are you serious?"
"As serious as I'll ever be." he nods and I sob.
"Yes! Yes Harry!"
He stands up and hugs me. I cry into his shoulder and he sits down next to me.
He slips the ring on my finger and I just sit there crying.
"Baby, you can stop crying now." he tells me.
"I would if I could." I wipe my face but the tears keep flowing.
He laughs before bring me closer to him. He plants a kiss on my nose before getting up.
"Shall we walk again?" He asks and I nod.
He holds out his hands to me and I take them. He pulls me up and doesn't move, so I'm right in his face.
"I love you." he tells me and I smile.
"I love you too."
He kisses my nose again before kissing all over my face.
"Harry." I giggle as he finally kisses my lips. "Come on, let's get going."
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L.A girls (H.S)
FanfictionHe thought girls of L.A were self-centered, over confident, brats. Until he met her. She thought boys of L.A we're the cocky, rude, guys that only thought about sex. Until she met him.
