M Y V A L E N T I N E

Epilogue

It's finally time! I wear a black vest topped off with a black leather jacket and a pair of black pants. I hold the mic tightly in my grip and walk forward towards the stage. I start to sing and when I reach the middle I forget the lyrics. I run off stage and cry, tears roll down my face taking the pigment from my mascara with them. Harry gently soothes me with his sweet voice. Suddenly I heard the sound of a gunshot and feel something wet at my stomach.I look down and see blood oozing out. My assumed lifeless body lays on Harry's lap and flash back from my life comes back. Our second Valentine's Day together. 

Harry's P.O.V.

"Where are you taking me?" Karin asked as I shielded her eyes with my hand. I smiled slightly to myself as I avoided her question. I couldn't see it but I could tell that she rolled her eyes under the palm of my hand because she knew I was purposely ignoring her.

I led her towards the car with my hand still placed firmly over her eyes. On the walk to the car, I could hear the sound of her heels clicking against the driveway. She didn't seem to ask any more questions as I helped her into the front seat. She opened her eyes and I'm assuming she thought she would be able to see where I was going to be driving her.

She thought wrong.

Before I sat in the driver's seat I pulled out one of my bandannas from my back pocket. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head once she picked up on what I was going to do. I chuckled slightly and wrapped the cloth around her eyes.

I put the key into the ignition and turned it on. I waved my hand at Niall who was sitting in a car across the street. He opened his car door and quietly walked over to my car. I gave him a quick pat on the shoulder and mouthed the words "thank you" before he slid into the drivers seat with a nod.

He buckled his seat belt and began to drive away with Karin in the car. I'm sure Karin would ask a million and one questions to who she thought was me in the car, but I informed Niall to stay silent the entire ride.

Karin's P.O.V.

"Please talk to me." I said softly with a pout plastered across my face. The bandanna covering my eyes began to itch but every time I'd try to move it off of your face, Harry would slide it back down. I let out an exasperated sigh and the car made another turn. It felt like we were going around in circles and I really wanted to see where Harry was taking me.

I had told him that I didn't want to do anything crazy for Valentines Day. In my eyes, a nice dinner at home and a movie would be wonderful but Harry thought otherwise. I came to the conclusion that Harry was probably taking me to a fancy restaurant quite some distance from our shared apartment.

The car finally stopped moving and the engine was quickly killed. Harry got out of the front seat and helped me walk up three steps. He opened the door and took off my blind fold.

We were standing in our own apartment. Harry was leaning against the wall opposite the front door. He wore a pair of black trousers and a white button up shirt, the very one I told him made me swoon. But I it didn't change the fact that I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw him standing there. I turned around quickly to see who I was actually driving with. Niall was waving at me from across the street from inside his own car and I couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

Once I turned around I allowed myself to see how Harry practically transformed the room. The kitchen table was decorated neatly with flowers and a bottle of wine was placed on it as well. Something inside of my house smelled absolutely wonderful. I loved when Harry cooked, but he never had time to do it much with his busy schedule. A big pot of what you were assuming was spaghetti was sitting on the stove. Harry smirked at me and walked over to me swiftly.

He led me over to the table and pushed in my chair once I sat down. The bottle of wine was opened and poured into the glass next to the plate on the table. He poured himself some as well and then picked up both of the empty plates off the table. I pressed the rim of the glass to your lips and took a sip, savoring the flavor of the expensive wine he had purchased.

Harry returned back to the table with two steaming plates of ravioli, my favorite. He sat down in the seat across from me and I tried to piece together something to say because I was practically speechless.

"Harry this is wonderful." I said before I placed a ravioli into my mouth. I chewed quietly and he smiled one of his signature dimpled grins that you loved so much.

"Your wish is my command," he said sweetly and he pressed the glass of wine to his lips. He swallowed and began again, "I originally wanted to take you out to one of the best restaurants England has to offer but I remember how you told me once that a Valentines Day at home would be wonderful so I'm planning on fulfilling your wish."

I dabbed your mouth with a napkin and smiled widely, "Anything would've been amazing because I would be spending it with you. This couldn't be more perfect," I began and Harry shook his head.

"Yes it could." he began and he got up from the table and headed into the kitchen. He came back moments later with a red and pink gift bag. He placed it on an empty part of the table and gestured for me to open it.

Inside was all of my favorite movies and books, a framed photo of you and Harry on our first date and a small velvet box. I couldn't help but smile like a crazy person because of how well he knew me.

The movies and books were all of my favorites, the very same ones I would go on for hours telling Harry all about them. And the photo of me and Harry had to be one of my absolute favorites. It was a candid photo that my mother had taken of us both standing in the kitchen. I was leaning against the counter and Harry was standing in front of me with his arms placed on my waist. We were smiling at one another while looking into each other's eyes when my mother quickly snapped the photo.

As for the box, I had no clue what it was. I slid my hands across the velvet cover and quickly opened it. My jaw nearly dropped when I saw two pairs of rings. One of them had Harry's name written into it along with our anniversary and the other had my name along with the day we both began to date.

Harry leaned over and pulled out the ring with his name on it and slid it onto the finger. He grabbed the other one and slid it onto his finger and I could feel my cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so much.

"I know you aren't the type of girl who likes when I spend money on you but I had to do something extraordinary." Harry said softly with a smile. I got up from my seat and immediately latched my arms around his neck. I pressed a deep kiss to his lips and he pulled me onto his lap.

"I love this, all of this and I love you," I mumbled against his lips and he smirked. His forehead leaned against mine and he raised an eyebrow.

"There is one more thing," he said softly. My eyes widened and I wanted to hit him for doing so much for me on Valentines Day, I felt like it was too much. "I figured after dinner we could go into bed and cuddle while watching those movies." He said sweetly and I could feel my heart melt even more into a puddle.

"What did I do to deserve such a wonderful boyfriend?" I said softly and he smiled against my lips.