Zoe’s POV
Harry walked into the shop, spotting me and hurrying over.
“Can you help me?” he asked.
“Are you proposing to Louis?” I asked.
“Yeah” he awkwardly looked away.
“So you want to gayest ring we have?” I asked.
“Is there a one?” he asked.
“Yeah, we can also get things carved into a ring, just give us a drawing of it and we can do it on a ring” I told him.
“Can you?” he asked.
“Yeah, why?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Ok, so I was thinking…”
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“Hey Vanessa, Harry is proposing to Louis” I said through the door.
“Ok, I’m calling him right now” she spoke.
I wandered off, starting on the second metre toblerone block Vanessa had given me. I broke off the first triangle, starting to grate off the top with my teeth.
Harry’s POV
“You’re gonna propose to him?!” Vanessa screamed happily.
“Yeah, I was thinking of something really cool for the rings, actually maybe you could help me, you see I need someone who can draw up a design…”
“Sure, no problem” she answered quickly.
“Thank you so much, but I need one more thing”
“What?”
I quickly explained my plan to her and we agreed we would carry it out next week, since it fit perfectly with Vanessa’s plans.
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“Why do we have to come along?” Louis whined.
“It’ll be fun Louis” I persuaded him.
“Now get dressed, as much as I like seeing you in your underwear, get dressed” I told him.
“Gahhh” he huffed.
He rolled out of bed, sorting through some of his clothes on the floor and choosing an outfit.
I knew what he was up to when he ‘struggled’ putting on his shirt.
“Help me Harry” Louis flailed his arms around, his shirt half on.
I shook my head, huffing as I pulled down the bottom.
“Do you need me to help you with your jeans too?” I asked sarcastically.
“Yes please” he replied in the same tone.
I bent down to retrieve his jeans, kneeling on the floor in front of him and making him step into them.
Halfway through this process I realised there was no way it would happen without him jumping so I gripped his waist, hauling him over my shoulder.
“Harry!” he yelped.
I wiggled them up his legs, smacking his bum playfully and flopping him down on the bed where I did up the zip and button.
“Would you like me to help with your shoes?” I asked innocently.
“I can do them” he ran off quickly.
I laughed, finding him and waiting for him to get ready.
“Lets go boo” I took his hand leading him to car.
“Ladies first” I gestured to the open door.
“Alright then hop in Haz” he smirked.
I took a step forwards, my height towering over him to change the mood instantly. My fingers slowly hung into his jeans loop, pulling him closer to me.
“What did you say?” I spoke slowly.
Our foreheads were close to eachother, my breath puffing out slowly whilst his quickened. I peered straight into his eyes, smirking slightly.
“U-um”
“In” I spoke, knowing that my actions were messing with him.
“Alright” he spoke, somewhat dazed.
“Oh and Lou?”
He turned around.
I kissed him forcefully on his lips, my hands holding onto his shoulder blades. His arms kinda stayed there, not sure whether to move or not.
“Nice sex hair” I whispered, pulling away.
I got in the car, watching a fazed Louis put his seatbelt on robotically.
