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Harry
You've known from the start that Harry had a huge romantic side to him. Everyday, you would look forward to his little acts of love that made you blush and giggle and made your heart flutter with those butterflies in your stomach. The best thing was that when you would tell him to stop with all these acts, that he didn't have to keep making you dinner or buy you little trinkets, Harry would just laugh and say that he likes to do these things. It wouldn't matter how many times you would tell him to stop-because he'd just keep doing them. Today was just another ordinary day. You would have class then you'd come home and expect to see Harry at work in the kitchen, a sight you complained about but secretly loved. Much to your dismay, when you reached your shared flat you had noticed that the door had been locked, but Harry's car was located outside. The worst fear came to your mind, that he was cheating on you and all of those stupid little lovey-dovey things he did were to make you not suspect anything. However, when you did manage to unlock the door, the sight before your eyes was astonishing. The lights were dimmed and scented candles were scattered that had the aroma of cinnamon and vanilla. There was red velvet ribbon wrapped around the lamp post and you soon noticed in a single line, almost like trail. Setting down your purse on the counter, you then noticed little notes attached to the ribbon on the floor. As you picked them up, you smiled to yourself, reading them as memories of yours and Harry's relationship. One note read about the night you met, the other about your first date. Reading one of the night you both said you loved each other, made your cheeks flush a darker color as if it was possible. When you finial reached the last card that was in front of your bedroom door, this one was different. It read, "You found the cards, now open the door and flip them around..." You smirked, thinking what on earth this boy was up to this time. Following the rules on the card you did so, spelling out the words it made on your bed. There was a note on your pillow that said, "Flip me over when you've spelled it out.." All of this made butterflies appear in your stomach and when you finally spelled out the words the notes made, you couldn't believe your eyes. You picked up the note on your pillow flipping it over to see a ring taped to the back. Tears formed in your eyes and you couldn't bring yourself to form real words. "Well, what do you think?" You heard a low husky voice from behind you, making you spin around as fast as possible. "You-you did all of this?" Your question made Harry smirk, and you saw that he was in a suit, which made your mere jeans and a t-shirt look so drab. "I thought it was a good idea.." He said through his lashes with an innocent look on his face. "This is amazing. No-actually you are amazing." Walking closer to him, with the ring and notecard still in your hand, you reached up to touch his face with your free hand. Slowly, he craned his neck to attach your lips to his for a sweet yet emotional kiss which made your stomach do a 360. "Y/N." He said pulling away. "Yes?" You replied with a whisper. "You still never answered my question." He motioned over to the notes on the bed spelling out "Will you marry me?" "Oh, right. The answer is yes. A billion, million, thousand times yes. I will marry you Harry." You said detaching the ring from the card and sliding it on your finger.
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FanfictionI've read a bunch of these and I love them, soooo here's my go at it. NOT ALL ARE WRITTEN BY ME!