You sat at the table with your cup of tea softly humming to the song white wedding by Billy Idol. A sudden crash made you pause the music and make your way into the kitchen to see Tom frustrated with his burnt toast.
"Let me make that for you." You suggest pushing him aside. "What are you doing there princess?" He asks. You were a little surprised with the new nickname. "Um, some edits." You say. He nods his head before looking down at his phone which was alarming with notifications. You ignored and prepared breakfast for him. "Um, are you busy tonight?" He asks. "No. Why?" You ask. "I finish work early so was thinking we could spend some time together." He says. "I'd love that." You say moving closer to him but he panics and hides his phone behind his back. "I was just gonna kiss your cheek but okay." You say turning around to leave. "No wait. I want that kiss." He says behind you but you ignored.
Tom sat at the kitchen island having breakfast and texting Harrison about any plan ideas.
Tom: "She's playing some song about a white wedding."
Harrison: "Billy idol? Why not ask her she would love a white wedding? No wait! Maybe play that tonight or ask that tonight? 🤔 "
Tom: "Not a dinner. Dance?"
Harry: "I'm so bored of you too and thinking."
Tom: "Help us then."
Mom: "A dance on the rooftop to her favourite song and then pop the question."
Tom: "MOm!! What are you doing here??"
Mom: "You needed help."
Tom: "Thanks. I'm so nervous."
Harry: "I helped. Bye."
Harrison: "Get to work Thomas!"
You kept your eyes glued on the screen as you read the paper over and over again. Tom stood by the end of the sofa staring at you and making you start to feel uncomfortable. "Um, Tom? You want to ask something?" You ask. Instead of replying he grabs your hand lifting you up from the sofa. He rests one hand on your hip as he intertwines the other other with yours. Pulling you closer to him you place your hand on your shoulder. Slowly dancing around the living room to white wedding.
Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
Hey little sister who's your superman
Hey little sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister shot gun!
It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.
His eyes looking deep into yours.
With the end of the song he leaves a kiss on your forehead. "Would you love to have a white wedding?" He asks. "Is that a proposal?" You ask looking at him. He looks down with his nervous laugh. "No." He says softly making your smile fade away. "Wait." He says rushing to the bedroom and coming back.
"This is." He says opening a black ring box. He gets down on one knee. "Y/n, will you do the honours of being my wife?" He asks with a big smile. You nod your head trying to hold your tears. Smiling big as he places the ring on your ring finger. "Yes!" You say as he got up to hug you tightly.
"You would laugh at me if I told you about everything." He says. "Why? What happened?" You ask curiously. "The boys have been giving you a hard time because I accidentally spilled about proposing you in a live interview." He says itching the back of his head. You laugh.
"I didn't know what to do babe. I knew I had to do it sooner. Sooner than I had planned to and I know this is the worst way to ask you in the middle of the living room." He says frowning at himself now. "I'm just happy it happened. Love you so much." You say pulling him towards you to kiss him.
"Well, thanks to that guy for helping me propose to the love of my love." He says pointing at the record player. "I thought a dinner is meh. Too common and I was panicking to think of a new way. My mom said about dancing on the rooftop and then asking. I had a feeling I will chicken out or something." He says. You stay quietly looking down at the ring.
"Oh my gosh are you wishing that that happened and not like this?" He asks nervously. "What? No no. It's s just.. I'm engaged!!" You say jumping a little and falling towards him. He laughs at your hyper self.
