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Your P.O.V.
"Nichelle Mars will you marry me," my boyfriend, Harry Styles, asked me.
"Oh my gosh yes," I screamed.
I could feel happy tears fall down my face as Harry slid the beautiful chocolate diamond ring on my finger. He got up and kissed my lips passionately.
"I love you to mars and back Red," Harry pecked a kiss onto my forehead.
Red was his nickname for me since my last name was Mars. I was the daughter of the famous Bruno Mars and Selena Gomez-Mars.
"We should tell my mom," I blurted out.
Harry looked panicked all of a sudden.
"I mean if you don't want to it's fi-"
"What about your father babe?"
I looked down at the floorboards and frowned. I heard Harry sigh and he used his finger to move my chin so I was staring into his eyes and he was staring into mine.
He half smiled, "Let's do it tomorrow babe it's getting late."
"Thank you," I hugged him.
"I know how much your mother means to you."
He was right my mom and I shared everything. There was nothing that I had to hide for her and she'd be so excited to hear that her baby was getting married.
"Bye Red," he smiled fully and then kissed my lips again before heading out the door.
I closed it behind him and went up to bed. A knock on my door woke me up the next morning and I rushed downstairs, still in my pajamas. I opened the door to my fiance and he came in.
"Ready," he asked me.
I smirked, "Does it look like I'm ready Styles?"
He chuckled adorably. I ran upstais and hurried to get dressed before running back downstairs.
"Let me grab my keys," I told him.
He grabbed my hand and I turned back to him.
"I'll drive."
I nodded and we went out and got in his car. He drove to my parents' house or, should I say, big freaking mansion. We got out and went up to the door. He knocked on it and my mom opened it up.
"Hey sweetie," she kissed my forehead.
"Hey mommy."
"Hi Mr. Styles."
"Hi Mrs. Gomez-Mars."
"Well come in."
We went in and sat down on the couch.
"Babe Nichelle is here," my mom called, "Get down here."
My dad stumbled down the stairs and I could tell he was drunk. He poured himself some liquor and then sat across from us on the opposite couch. My dad glared angrily at Harry and Harry looked panicked agian.
"So what brings our lovely daughter here," my mom asked.
I tried to look away from the silent fight my dad was giving Harry, "I have a big announcement."
It still didn't draw my dad's attention away from Harry.
"Harry is my fiance," I smiled excitedly at my mom.
