Harry's P.O.V.
The concert had just ended and it was amazing! I can still feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as they boys and I part ways for the night and head of home for some rest. I always love to perform, the excitement and thrill of doing what you love will never get old. The fans were absolutely crazy tonight, one of them almost knocking me out with their iPhone even though I should probably be used to this by now. But no matter how wild our fans get, I love them all. We wouldn't be anywhere without them and for that I am grateful.
Once I have said goodbye to the boys I look around for that familiar face. My girlfriend of 4 years came to my show tonight, still cheering me on after all this time. She was there at my X Factor audition and has been to almost every show since then; always supporting me and the boys. I search frantically for her, when suddenly, I feel a small weight on my shoulders and a kiss is being placed on my cheek. I laugh and lock my arms around the back of me thighs, keeping her in place. "That was great babe! You smashed it tonight!" She exclaims happily. "You say that every concert!" I giggle. I drop my hands and she hops of my back, choosing to hold my hand instead as we walk to the limo. "Well that's because it's true." she laughs. "Thank you, thank you" I reply, holding my hands out as if instructing a crowd to quiet down. She scoffs and rolls her eyes, "you know, maybe I should just stop complimenting you. It's obviously gone to you're head" I laugh and pull her into a side hug, messing up her hair. "You know you love me." She pulls out and glares at me, attempting to fix the mess I made upon her head. "Hey! What did I tell you about my hair?" she scolds. I laugh and that encourages a smile of her own. "Oh shut up." We reach the car and I open the door for her, ushering her in with my hand. Once we're inside we begin our usual conversations of the concert or just random topics that pop into our minds. The ride itself however is rather rough and awkward with sharp turns that cause us to fall on top of one another and abrubt stops that makes us fly forward, yet we ignore it, choosing to focus on each other.
The ride is filled with laughter and cuddling, with the occasional kiss when her phone begins to ring. She moves to answer it, scooting towards the other side of the vehicle for a bit. Not knowing what to do while she speaks to the person on the other side of the line, I decide to log onto twitter to see what's happening. I scroll through my mentions, laughing at a few of the odd tweets and ignoring any hate. I suddenly stop at a particular tweet saying "Seriously Harry. You need to marry the girl already. You two are too freaking cute!" and attached was a picture of us kissing with the words "True Love" edited on. I smile with the knowledge that I'm already one step ahead of them.
I've been planning it for more than a month now, wanting it to be perfect. I chose the best ring I could find and pictured the look on her face when I am to get down on one knee and ask her to be my wife. I'm determined to not let anything get in the way of making that vision a reality. I look over to her as she continues talking on the phone. She must have noticed me staring as she turns her own head, smiling at me warmly. My heart flutters as I imagine the look on her face when I ask her to be my bride. Suddenly, the car swerves and jerks to a stop. I look over to see if she's okay when I catch a glimpse of something from her side of the window. My heart stops. For a moment I'm paralyzed, unable to move my eyes from the sight and then I react. "LOOK OUT!" I scream, reaching out to her, but it's too late. An ear shattering screech erupts and the last thing I see before my world fades to black, is the love of my life with tears falling from her eyes.. and a car hurtling straight for her.
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-Anamarija xxx
