Cian // history
"pick a song, any song," cian asked wrapping his arming around my waist.
"history, one direction," I replied leaning my head on cian chest.
"good choice," cian replied smiling.
"why did you ask?" I asked confused at the random question.
"I've got my reasons and right now is one of those reasons, I'm standing here in central Park with the most beautiful girl in the world, funny thing that you say that song because I'm going to mention it in what I say next," cian said nervously scratching the back of his head.
"what?" I asked, cian didn't normally act like this.
"babe I love you a lot and you and me have a whole lot of history, we can be the world's greatest thing. Will you marry me princess?" cian asked bending down on one knee a blue tiffinay box in his hand display a dimound encrusted band with a big dimound in the middle.
"yes, yes and yes," I replied kissing cian.
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Damn it's the finial preference and my last hometown book for a while...I mean I've wrote God..5 books about them and If you ask me that's alot🙈at the moment I'm working on the tide preferences and a few new hope club bits🔥 I want to say a huge that you for your amazing support and I love you lots just like a love pringdayls 😉❤❤
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Hometown imagines ✔
FanfictionJust some imagines on that really cool band from Ireland called hometown! Requests CLOSED
