Imagine Harry and you are on a romantic date.
Harry: Isn't this lovely (Y/N)?
Harry and you were on top of the Eiffel Tower. The view was tremendously beautiful, all the lights were overwhelmingly pretty.
You: Lovely? I think it's beyond that. It's so, so, ugh. Words can't even describe it.
Harry gives a quick laugh. As he bites his lip, he reaches in his pocket to pull out a small, black box. He gets down on one knee and gently grabs your right hand.
Harry: Well, if you think this is a beyond beautiful place to be, will you be my beyond beautiful wife ?
You covered your mouth quickly, trying to hold back your tears.
You: Harry, of course I'll be your wife. And this really is the most beyond beautifully moment of my life. I love you Harry.
Harry: Cool, bye.
Harry tosses the little black box down the side of the Eiffel Tower and started walking away with his hand on his hip.
*Boss Ass Bitch is playing in the background as he does so*
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanficImagine this, a book about just Harry. I think yes. Read on to see what imagines makes you go from happy, maybe even to mad. Maybe some tragedies, and maybe a little bit of some smuts(;
