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A Valentine's Day to Forget

Normally, you weren't a huge fan of Valentine's Day. It wasn't because you had been single for most of your adult life, but because you thought if you truly loved someone you should want to show them/tell them/do something nice for them any day of the week, month, or year and not just a specific day that everyone was going to be doing the same.

However, ever since you've been in a relationship with your current boyfriend for almost two years, you've enjoyed spending Valentine's Day together. The past two Valentine's Day dates had been simple ones. The first one you two had only been dating for a few weeks prior, so you two had done a nice dinner out before heading back to his place for ice cream and a movie. That was almost the night he officially asked you to be his girlfriend.

The next year, you and Harry had decided on a night in, eating Chinese food and watching Rom Coms the entire night while you cuddled on the couch. For this year, you had suggested maybe doing something a little more formal. You had tried talking with Harry about ideas, but he said he would have everything taken care of. He wanted the night to be special and a surprise.

Part of you wondered if he had something up his sleeve, perhaps a marriage proposal, but you shook that thought out of your mind. One neither of you had really brought up the topic of marriage and two, you really hoped he wouldn't ask on a day like Valentine's Day. But anyway, you were currently getting ready for your big date with Harry.

You had purchased the most gorgeous blood red velvet floor lengthen dress that fit you perfectly. Again you weren't sure about the color red because it was known for every one to wear a shade of red on Valentine's Day, but you fell in love with it as soon as you put on it. You paired it with a simple diamond necklace Harry had bought you on your first anniversary and a pair of diamond stud earrings he had bought for your birthday.

You found a thick sliver heels in your closet and slipped your feet into them. You  also picked out a black coat to wear and one of your small handbags to put your things in. You still had no idea what Harry had in store for your date night, but you do remember him saying he would be there to pick you by seven.

While it was technically the night before Valentine's Day, you both had agreed on going out before the actual day and then maybe doing something simple on the night of, so that way you weren't stuck with the huge crowd of people. Once you were all ready to go, you did a double check in the mirror. You were a bundle of excitement and you weren't sure why. It was amazing that you still felt like this whenever you were with him or going out with him.

When you were satisfied with your look, you grabbed your coat and bag before heading down to the living room to wait for Harry. You weren't sure if he would need to freshen up or change before leaving, so you poured yourself a glass of wine to sip on while you waited for him to arrive. Six forty-five rolled around and you still hadn't heard from him. Now, that you thought about it, you hadn't really heard from him all day.

You knew he was going in for some meetings regarding the tour and rehearsing for his upcoming Brit's performance, but surely he would have checked in at last once. When six forty-five turned into seven thirty, you probably should have been more worried than you were. You also probably should have sent him a text or phoned him to see if everything was okay.

However, during your wait you had gotten infested in the Law and Order SVU marathon that was on and a few glasses of wine. It wasn't until you started feeling a little tipsy that you realized just how late it had gotten. It was well after nine o'clock and you had yet to hear from Harry. You grabbed your phone, double checking for any missed calls or texts.

Nothing.

You were really starting to worry now wondering where he could be. It was never like him to be over two hours later without letting you know. You called him first, but it ended up going to voicemail. You sighed typing a quick little message and pressing send.