Chapter Twenty

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Okay, last chapter. Is it weird that I'm sad? Well, don't worry! There- wait, let's emphasize this with the caps lock. THERE IS GOING TO BE A SEQUEL!

I guarantee you that you will smile while reading this chapter. Guarantee you! So, I hope you like it! Please vote and comment what you think!!

Sequel coming in December!

~Three years later~

Harry Styles

My palms are sweating so bad right now I can't stand it. I'm so nervous. This is just crazy what I'm about to do. Why am I doing this? Because it's what I have to do. I love Bethanie and I need to do this.

I grab my champagne glass and tap my knife with it.

Everyone turns their attention to me. God, Harry, you're at your girlfriend's Dad's wedding and you're doing this.

I glance down at the little gift box that everyone got and the tag hanging off of it saying: Congratulations, Karmin and Steve!

I take a deep breath and look at Bethanie who was giving me questioning glances.

"First of all, I just want to say, I'm so happy for Karmin and Steve! You guys are the greatest!" I smile nervously as everyone cheers. "Secondly, as you all know, Bethanie and I have been together for over three years. I love her to death and I would do anything for her." I take a moment to smile at her and she smiles back. "And, since you all know I'm lazy, and I don't like to be very active-" Everyone giggles and I hear a few, "Oh, Harry."s. "-I've decided to do this right here in front of everyone." I turn to Bethanie. Being completely aware of the small, silver box in my pocket, I walk over to her.

"Beth, I have loved you since the day I first met you. You're my everything and you know I will do anything just to make you smile. We've been through a lot together over these past few years, and I want to be with you for much, much longer than that." I let out a nervous laugh and take her hand. "I guess what I'm trying to say is, I love you, Bethanie. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I get down on one knee and do my best not to topple over. I reach into my back pocket and pull out the silver box and open it.

"Will you marry me?"

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