Razzbowski Imagines

(Part Two of Previous Imagine [Not Sad])

For septimoo, who told me to do this. And I loved doing it! So dedicated to you!

(Y/n)'s POV

     On a pristine, crystal clear, Hawaiian beach, I lay underneath a palm tree on a towel. I was reading a book, relaxing next to Rhys who was taking pictures with his phone and posting them on Twitter. He was being really romantic and sweet, giving me kisses on the forehead and hugs around the shoulder. He even got me a smoothie from a nearby shack and complimented my purple and grey bikini.

     He suddenly stood up. "(Y/n), we should go swimming."

     "I mean, water is for swimming in, right?" I replied with a giggle.

     Rhys took off his shirt, then pulled me up and lead me into the water. I stepped into a wave. It was warm, like bath water. The sun was setting, beautiful oranges and pinks filling the skyline. Bright little fishes swam around my feet. A small smile crept onto my face. I dug my toes into the squishy sand. Rhys sat down in the water, which reached only up to his neck.

     "Come on, swim with me, love."

     "I don't wanna get my hair wet," I whined.

     "Isn't that what showers are for?" he asked.

     "What are you suggesting?" I asked, slightly suspicious.

     "Oh, you dirty-minded girl," he said, smiling widely. "If you really want to, I guess we can-"

     "No, no, no, no-" I said, finally sitting down in the water, not minding my hair anymore. Rhys pulled me into his lap, kissing me passionately.

     I sat in his lap for several moments, watching the sunset turn into brighter and more vivid colors. Rhys prompted me to stand up, so I did. I wrung out my hair and gazed at a small yellow fish nibbling curiously around my toes.

     I looked back at Rhys, who was kneeling on one knee. I was clueless for a second, but then realized what was happening once he started talking.

     "(Y/n), when I first met you, I saw you as charming, funny, and beautiful. When I asked you out, awkward as I am, I was so surprised to hear your response, that you, in fact liked me also. When I had my head trauma and you cared for me, it made me think of you differently. I noticed that amazing maternal instinct in you, and I knew I wanted to spend my life with you.

     "Do here's the question I've been dreading for a while... (Y/n), will you marry me?" He pulled a silver ring from his pocket that had a single, large diamond in it. Someone yelled "Say yes!" from a distance.

     I nodded, and kept nodding. "Yes Rhys, a thousand times. I will spend the rest of my life with you."

     He slipped the ring on my finger. I started to cry a little, and he gave me a kiss. We hugged for a long time. A couple people cheered. We held hands as we emerged from the water. Rhys wrapped a clean towel around me as I admired the ring on my hand. He gathered all our stuff in a bag and carried it to our rental car. We returned to our hotel, and spent all the rest of the day snuggling and doing absolutely nothing.

~Two weeks later~

      We were back in Scotland, absolutely content. Rhys returned to making videos and made public that he and I were getting married. The support for both of us was unbelievable, and a couple of times it made me shed tears of happiness.

      One day I decided to take a pregnancy test the day before Rhys's birthday. It came out positive. I screamed with joy, but thankfully Rhys was recording so he couldn't hear me. I wrapped it up in a little box and planned to give it to him on his birthday. I wrote a letter  also. It read:

     Rhys's Pieces:

          I love you so much. Papa Razz is now real. You're a father. Congratulations!

-(Y/n)

     I hid it in a secret place where he would never look, and waited until our small party the next day.

     The following day, I had Lewis, Ryan, and Baz come to our house and chill. They brought him presents, too. I didn't even tell them what was happening. Everyone had no idea.

     "Rhys, I got you a present. Let me go get it," I said. He seemed a little surprised. I smiled to myself, but was still nervous. What if he didn't want a kid? But he said that he did right before the car crash. He wouldn't be so cruel to make me get an abortion... would he?

     I stopped my thoughts. Rhys was the nicest person I knew. He would never be so mean.

     I grabbed the small red box and letter and walked back to the party. I gave him the box first.

     He looked at it strangely, with a baffled look.

     "What do you think it is, boys?" he asked.

     "No idea," Ryan said.

     "No way to find out other than opening it." He tore into the box and opened it. He pulled the test out. "Wha-... No way..."

     I gave him the letter. He ripped it open and read my note.

     He smiled bigger than I have ever seen him smile. "(Y/n), this is amazing!" He gave me the tightest bear hug and kissed my forehead.

     Everyone else was very confused. "What is it?" they all asked.

     "I'm going to be a papa!" he yelled.

     "Congrats!" Lewis said as he stood up and slapped Rhys's back.

     "It's about time," Baz said.

     "You're going to be the best dad, I guarantee it," Ryan said enthusiastically.

     Rhys pulled me into a separate room and started kissing me. I kissed back, and we started making out. We eventually controlled ourselves. He sat me on a chair.

     "(Y/n), I'm so happy. Just know that I hope our family will come to expand even larger than just one kid," Rhys muttered.

     "I'll make sure it will."

     I HAD SO MUCH FUN MAKING THIS I WOULD LOVE TO MAKE A THIRD PART IF YOU WANT ME TO! I'M DYING OF CUTE

-Beeks ~w~