Request for @TitanicLove713
Harry walks into your shared apartment just as you finish setting the table. "I'm home babe!" He yells from the front door. You adjust the fork on the table so it is perfectly straight. With one last glance at the romantic dinner set for two, you run through the kitchen. Harry engulfs you in a gigantic hug. He rests his chin on your head, running his hands up and down your back.
"Hi lovely," he pulls you away from him so he can look into your eyes.
"Hi," you whisper as Harry pulls you back in for a kiss. Your body heats up with desire as his hands roam your body. You moan as his kisses trail down your neck. "Harry," you giggle, breaking away from him.
"Happy five years," Harry gushes. You can't help but smile. Harry had left for the studio very early this morning and hadn't had the chance to congratulate the both of you.
"Happy five years," you repeat back in utter bliss.
Harry gasps.
"What?"
"Wait right here," Harry rushes outside before reappearing seconds later with one hand behind his back.
"What have you got there?" You question with a grin on your face. Your cheeks were beginning to hurt from the continuous smile plastered on your face. Harry wiggles his eyebrows teasingly before revealing a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
You gasp in surprise. "Harry! They are beautiful." You take them from Harry's hands and inhale their delicious aroma.
"Not as beautiful as you," he grabs the belt loops on your jeans and pulls you in, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
You roll your eyes, trying not to blush. "Come, follow me."
You drag Harry across the apartment and into the kitchen, where his favorite meal in the entire world was piping hot and ready to eat, with candles lit to set the mood. You look to see Harry's reaction.
"Oh my, it's perfect." Harry whispers, a gigantic smile on his face. Your heart fills with love and emotions too powerful for words seeing Harry so happy and in love, with you. He plants a big slobbery kiss on your lips and says, "Let's eat!"
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Dinner had gone amazing, and now it was time for dessert. You pulled the treat out of the refrigerator and Harry's eyes lit up.
"Our favorite," he exclaimed, clapping his hands together.
You each took a piece of the dessert, making sure to leave some for another night.
"So, I wanted to talk to you about something," you announce without an ounce of confidence. You had been putting the conversation off for a while now and waited for a time when Harry was happiest to finally bring it up.
Harry stopped eating mid bite and put his fork down slowly without taking his eyes off of you. "Okay," he replied hesitantly. "You can tell me anything. You know that, right?" He began to worry.
"I know," you reassured him. "I just want to make sure we are on the same page with our lives."
"What do you mean by that?" He questions. "We've been together for five years now, lived together for three, I'm not really following. We argue sometimes, but I mean fighting can be healthy too."
