Smooth Criminal - Styles - Completed

Chapter 33 - Last chapter

The meeting with Harry's family had gone better than I would've ever expected. I was scared it wouldb've been very, very awkward since this is also kind of new for Harry himself. But seeing him with his family was like seeing a completely new Harry. 

His mother would be waiting for us when we would arrive, but she had fallen asleep on the couch, with the TV still on. It made me feel a little uncomfortable because this meant I would sleep in her house, in the same bed as her son, without having met her. Harry had put a blanket over her and turned off the lights and the TV. 

It felt strange to sleep in the same bed as Harry again. And even though we've been through a lot within the last few months, and most of that 'a lot' had been lies and violent, I felt safe when I was with him. I could still turn off all of my thoughts when we were underneath the sheets and my head was on his chest, his arm loosely draped around me. 

It still felt safe to his soft mumbling while he was asleep, and his attractive morning voice when he would wake up. It still made me feel special and welcomed and loved, all at the same time. 

I was the first to wake up, the morning after we arrived, and I couldn't help but stare at him, examing every inch of him whie I already knew every part of him. And I couldn't help but think about the fact that I never had that with Ryan. That I didn't smie when he would wake me up, I just mumbled something about going back to sleep. 

I loved it that Harry literally dragged me out of bed so we could get his family breakfast at seven-thrity on a Saturday morning. And I loved that he showed me the spot where he got his first kiss and told me about it, then asked me about mine. 

I did not love the fact that he laughed at me when I told him (after a lot of begging) that my first kiss was with a guy who turned out to be gay and had a crush on my big brother. But over all, my day started amazing. 

When we returned at his mother's house, she and his step-father had just woken up. I got introduced to them and immediately felt welcome in their house. 

The parents of my previous parents always asked what I wanted to achieve in life, and they were always very interested in my parents. Harry's parents wanted to know me because of me and him, not because of my father's business. 

His sister joined us for breakfast, with her fiancé. Harry hadn't told me that they were expecting a baby within two months, so I was surprised to see big-bumped young woman walking through the door. I think he had forgotten to tell me that because it was all so new and exciting to him. 

That evening Harry and I went out for dinner with his parents, and after that he wanted to go for a walk through the park. The park seemed to be our thing, since the moment we met. And that moment seems to be ages ago. 

So we are, walking through the park, with our just-bought hot chocolate. There's some event going on and it seems to be pretty crowded. ''Would you like to go there?'' Harry questions me when he notices me looking that way. ''Do you?'' I question back. He shakes his head with a smile, but it almost looks like a nervous smile. ''Me neither.'' I smile back as we continue our walk. 

When we're standing on a bridge, we have a clear view on everything, but it's still quiet and peaceful. There are candles hung up in the trees and all over the bridge. It kind of makes the place romantic. ''I have to like, tell you something. Or ask you something, I don't know.'' Harry suddenly says, kind of scaring me. ''You remember when we were in your gazebo and we like, shared our opinios about marriage?'' 

Where is he going with this? Is he going to say he's married to someone? I simply nod my head, not sure how to reply to his question even though the answer is very easy. 

''And we both thought marriage was just bull shit, because, if you really love someone, you don't have to show it with a wedding. You have to show it yourself.'' He runs a hand through his hair before taking my hands in his. ''But you, Vicky, you changed my opinion. Not only my opionion, but my mind and my world too. You changed me in general.'' 

Maybe this is like, the opposite of him being married to someone. He's not going to do it, right? 

''And I know that you are only eighteen, and you're probably not even thinking about stuff like this right now, but... I want to marry you. Not just to show you that I love you, but to show the world that I love you. To make you feel loved every day. To keep the connection that we have. To let you know that you're my expection, that you're the only woman I'll ever want to marry.'' 

If he wouldn't have said all these sweet things, that might not make any sense to anyone else but me, I would have already told him 'yes' a thousand time. But right now, I just look at him with the most surprised expression on my face I will probably ever have.

''Please say something, you're scaring the living shit out of me.'' I simply nod my head, not trusting the steadiness of my voice. The most wicked smile I've ever seen spreads all over Harry's face. He pulls a ring from his pocket and just by seeing that, I realize he knows me through and through. It's not one of those 'big rock rings', it's simpel and elegant. He slips it onto my finger before I almost attacked him. 

I can't believe I had almost given up on him. 

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