Imagines

Harry Styles #8

"I can't wait!" you squeal in excitement. Your boyfriend, Harry, was taking you to an Ed Sheeran concert, that you'd been eagerly awaiting for months. And...today was the day.

"I heard you," Harry laughs as he drives. You were almost to the stadium and were, quite literally, bouncing with excitement.

After awhile, the two of you pull into a very crowded parking lot and get out, following the large mass of people into the building. Harry shows a security guard your tickets (fourth row back from the stage, floor level) and the two of you get scanned for any weapons before you finally go to find your seats. The two of you sit down and watch as the stadium fills with more and more people.

Eventually, the concert finally starts. You listen to the opening act, some trio you don't know, but don't really pay much attention. You were too excited to see Ed. Finally, the opening act thanks the crowd for listening before disappearing backstage.

"I'm so excited!" you whisper to Harry. He grins at you.

Finally, after about half an hour, Ed comes on stage. The crowd screams, you along with it, and Ed begins performing his first song, Don't.

He performs Don't, The A Team, and Sing. As he prepares to sing Thinking Out Loud, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see Harry kneeling down, with a small box in his hand.

The crowd around you screams. Ed stops his song and shouts, "well, look at that lucky couple! Congratulations to them!" but you barely hear him. All you can focus on is Harry, staring up at you with piercing green eyes.

"Marie, I love you. Heck, I probably love you more than Ed's music. I want to listen to music and go to concerts and have the time of our lives together forever. Will you marry me?"

"Yes, Harry," you whisper in a heartbeat. He grins and stands, slipping the ring on your finger. The crowd around you goes wild.

"Congratulations, you two! This song is dedicated to you both!" Ed shouts before singing Thinking Out Loud again. You grin at Harry, with tears brimming in your eyes. He smiles at you and whispers in your ear.

"This is our song."