Happiest Woman Alive

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I got out of the hospital after a day, just like what the doc told me.

I was in crutches that annoyed me.

Louis kept on asking me to take those pain killers, but I didn't want to.

Why on earth would I want to?

I didn't really remember what happened when I took them last time.

Everything was a bit fuzzy.

The driver was still driving while Harry was sitting beside me blind folded.

"Why do I need to wear this blindfold again?" He asked annoyed.

"Cause its a surprised you dummy." I giggled.

My lips met his, until the limo stopped.

I smiled and lead Harry out the car.

I told him to go in a trolley because I didn't want him to figure out that he was in a forest.

I think he'd find out if he walked.

He kept on whining, but still followed what I told him to do.

He stepped in the trolley before I pushed it.

It was a bit difficult still having crutches, but I was able to do so.

I was about to walk around the lake, but I had an idea.

"Promise me you won't take off your blindfold until I tell you too." I told him.

"Yeah yeah yeah.." He sounded impatient.

I pushed the trolley with Harry in it into the lake while I giggled.

Harry was surprised and stood up.

"Otto! Where are we? Can I open it now!?" He complained. "I'm wet!"

He said making me laugh even more.

"No! Not yet." I told him.

I pulled the trolley back to shore with a wet Harry in it making him giggle.

That was just for fun.

"You wont be laughing once I open this blindfold." He warned making me giggle even more.

I lead him to the house.

When I opened his blindfold in the cottage, everything was dark.

"Surprise!" Everybody cheered and stuff.

We played many games and did some speeches.

I wasn't allowed to drink because I had to take care of someone inside me.

After a while, I took Harry's hand and lead him at the backyard where my gift was.

"I'll steal the birthday boy for a while!"

When we stepped out, my hands were still over on Harry's eyes.

I lead him inside without him knowing that we were in the tree house.

Then I opened it.

Harry gasped. "Wow. Where are we?" He asked.

His eyes were roaming around examining the area.

It wasn't too small or too big though.

"The place where our little Hazel will be running around." I said.

"Hazel?" He faced me with a smile.

He stepped closer and his face was inches from mine.

His hands met my waist.

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