Born to Be

First Man

~Harry Styles' Point of View~

I knew things were finally getting serious between Eleanor and I when we started talking about her moving in with me. After her nan walked in on us, we debated keeping us a secret any longer and after I accidentally revealed us to the public we talked about needing to clear things up with our parents. She explained she had talked to her dad and he was as she expected, and my mum was obviously mad but understood after some explaining telling me to bring her over for dinner that evening. I wasn't at all surprised that the three women got along instantly and I was being embarrassed by my mom showing my girlfriend my baby photo album Eleanor relished with the "I hope our babies get those curls" making me turn red and my mum laugh as my sister teasingly asked me when I was going to make her an aunt. I knew I wanted to propose, marry, and have a family with Eleanor from the very early days of our relationship and nothing changed but that desire grew: I wanted to call the woman my wife for life and spend all of eternity with her. I had suggested having brunch with her parents to her and she agreed, and two days after the accidental reveal we met David out for brunch.

El excused herself to restroom leaving us alone in silence, I sat running over the scenarios and everything in my head. "Harry, we've already met and I trust my daughter's choice, El knows her worth." He shrugged, I grinned. "I know. Th-That's not...I-I actually am the one who s-suggested this." I stuttered, taking a deep breath to try calming down. 'Do it, Haz! This is your chance!' I thought, I looked at the man across me. "I wanted to ask you for your blessing to ask Eleanor to marry me."

~David Beckham's Point of View~

"I wanted to ask you for your blessing to ask Eleanor to marry me." He said, I pressed my lips together and rubbed my hands together but El came back. "Sorry I'm back." She said, I shook my head taking a sip of my coffee as she sat down. "So, I was going to tell you...unless Haz did while I stepped away...but we're thinking of me moving in with him." All I could think about was what was said before. That night as I sat with a drink scotch I thought, then took out my phone then sent out the text before a hand tiredly rubbed my shoulders. "That took a good long thought, wanna share?" Victoria asked. "Hm. Don't worry about it." I said, patting her hand standing up as I downed the last swig before moving to place it in the sink for the morning. "C'mon let's go to bed." I sighed in content.