𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝟕𝟒

you and harry were at a wedding for your good friend, nick grimshaw. you guys were having the time of your life. after an hour or so the ladies were all grouped up ready to catch the bouquet hoping to be the next fella to get married. you always hated this part; the pushing, the yelling, and the screams were just too much for you. and of course, harry knew that. but he still pushed you to the front of the ladies.

"c'mon love, it'll be fun. i'll be in the back hoping you catch that beautiful white bouquet." i rolled my eyes, "whatever, if i get hurt it's your fault." he smiled and kissed my forehead, "will be rootin for ya love." he then walked away and stood by the men that were chuckling at the ladies.

the bride was now ready to throw the bouquet. she turned around and started counting down, "one! two! three!" she threw it pretty far that even the flowers went past us ladies. everyone turned around to see who caught it and laughter was everywhere.

harry stood there with the big white bouquet in his hands shocked. nick starts laughing and patting harry's back, "got what you wanted!"

you walked towards harry laughing along with nick, "looks like we have a winner, a future bride." harry rolled his eyes and threatened to hit the bouquet at nick. "i told you to make sure you throw it at y/n, you dimwit! not me!"

"it doesn't matter harry. we still won."

harry shook his head, "no baby, um, i was going to tell you when you caught the bouquet but- i uh-"

"just ask her already!"

harry gave nick a sharp stare quickly before he got down on one knee to ask you the ultimate question, and hell fucking yeah you were going to say yes.