Blinded by You

Chapter Sixty One- Bells are ringing, just not the right ones

Ellen's POV:

Look over these designs and tell Harry what you think. Xoxo, darling. -A McQueen

Designs? I felt thoroughly confused as I stuck my hand back in the envelope pulling a rather heavy booklet out and gasping.

Wedding dresses/2015

Was this some kind of sick joke? My heart was pounding in my chest as I fumbled with my phone and dialed Harry's number.

"Hey love," he answered after the first ring.

"Harry Edward Styles," I blurted. "Are you playing some sick joke on me?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

"I just got home from practice and Alexander McQueen sent over designs for wedding dresses."

"Oh," he replied. "They got there faster than I expected."

"What is all of this?" I was going to faint if he was going to propose. Why would he even propose? I'm gross and eat too much pizza and Milky Way bars.

"Open your front door and I'll tell you," Harry laughed. Walking toward the door and swinging it open, there he was.

"How the hell did you get here?!" I squealed.

"I have my ways," he smirked before pulling my face to his and kissing me softly. Closing the door behind him as he walked inside, I moved the book off the couch and motioned for him to sit down. Plopping down across from him, I wrapped my arms around his warm torso and inhaled his scent deeply.

"I missed you." His hair had gotten crazy curly and shoulder length and I couldn't help but smile as I ran my fingers through it,

"I missed you too. However, I do have just one question."

"Harry."

"Ellen, I love you."

"Harry."

"In light of what's happened in the past, I love you with more than just my heart. I love you with every fiber of my being. I've loved you when you came on stage, I loved you when you were in the hospital, and I love you even when you're curled up with ice cream and your hair in a bun. You make me smile even when I just think of your name. You know me like no one else. You're my best friend, my favorite good morning, and my hardest good night. I love you like a fat kid loves chocolate cake," Harry sighed, tears forming in his eyes. We both chuckled and I tried not to let my tears fall.

"What I'm trying to say, my darling Ellen, is that I've got my whole life ahead of me and I wouldn't want to share it with anyone else."

"Harr-" I choked out, my tears falling.

"Will you my darling, beautiful, gorgeous Ellen, give me the absolute honour of being you're husband and living everyday happily with you?" He pulled a small black box from the pocket of his coat and I couldn't help but smile widely.

"Yes!" I screamed and pulled him toward me. "A thousand, million, trillion times yes." Our lips met and the saltiness of both our tears mixed in and I couldn't help but beam as he pulled away and slipped the diamond ring onto my right hand. Kissing him again, my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest.

"I love you," he beamed, his dimples on full display.

"I love you more," I sniffled.

"And you, my darling, I love you most."

THAT WAS THE END. I'M CRYING TOO. BUT DONT FREAK OUT. THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL. I know it was short, but I wanted to thank you all for all the reads, comments, and votes. Almost 6K is amazing and I know it doesn't seem like a lot because of how many stories on here get millions of reads, but it means so much to me.

Basically, Harry realized that he was in love with her because of the song he was writing and he wanted to marry her because he realized that there was no trip or amount of money he could show his love with. Again, there will be a sequel posted soon, probably today, but I have to create the cover and start planning, so please stay tuned!!! I love you all so much.

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-Alyssa