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I cried into Hazils hair for about 20 minutes as she cried into my shoulder.

"Y/N." Hazil spoke up.

"Yes?" I wiped away my tears.

"We should probably try and find him."

"Okay meet me in the car." I replied and went to grab my keys.

I probably wasn't in the right state to be driving but to be honest I didn't care if the police wanted to give me a ticket they could, in fact, give me two, this is how much crap I give right now.

I watched Hazil walk outside and I waited for the door to closed.

I sat down on the stairs and tried to give myself a bit of a prep talk "okay Y/N, lets not start panicking. He's not dead we know that. And he won't die. You just can't cry right now. Lets do this." That's the best I could do...

I slowly go to the door and closed it on the other side.

I rested my head on the door.

"Y/N?" I quickly turn around to see our whole front lawn changed from plain cut grass to a massive crowd of people with balloons.

Then my eyes are drawn to the middle of the crowd.

Thomas stood there smiling as if nothing had happened.

"What the hell? I THOUGHT YOU GOT HIT BY A CAR?"

"April fools!" He laughed.

"THAT WAS WEEKS AGO!" I ran up him and hit him in the chest.

"I know. I'm sorry-it was Kayas idea! It's all part of this plan." Thomas pointed to Kaya.

"Sorry Y/N." She sheepishly said, looking at the ground.

"What? What plan?" I asked.

Then it went from one of the scariest days of my life to one of the best.

"START THE DIRECTION!" Kaya shouted and a group of people stood out and started singing. Believe it or not but it was actually 4 boys which now made up One Direction.

Then I noticed all the cameras around.

"Thomas?" I spoke but One Direction started to sing.

"Going out tonight;changes into something bright."

They were singing our song. Night changes. The song we listened to when we first met.

I felt some hands pulled my back. I looked around to see Hazil she smiled at me and whispered "say yes."

"Wait, what?" I was so confused I turned around and looked at Thomas.

Then it hit me and the tears started to fall.

Thomas was leaning against one of his knee with a small Tiffany box rested on his palm.

I stepped back and clasped my hands together over my nose and mouth.

One direction stopped singing and I felt all the cameras on me and Thomas.

"Y/N, I love you so much. I'm sorry about our little prank-it won't happen again. You know I'm not one for speeches so I'll get straight to the point; I wondered," Thomas coughed; obviously nervous. I can't feel my heart beat anymore. "Y/N will you marry me?"

More tears started to fall but I wanted to say my answer loud and clear because I was only going to say it once; I wiped my tears away and stood proud.

Then I ran up to Thomas and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"YES!"