Yes, Sir.

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(Harrys pov)

Its been a couple of weeks since Luke came home and Louis said he was taking me out today. i don't know why but i don't like it. Im not a big fan of surprises.

"Harry, get dressed." he snapped at me. He had to go to work today so he is really stressed.

He told me to dress fancy so i changed into a black suit and since i already took a shower i was just doing my hair.

"You ready?" He asked, he seemed nervous. He was shaking a lot as we were walking to the car. We got a babysitter so Luke was out of the house.

We drove to a really expensive looking place. I gulped as he pulled up to the valet, throwing them his keys as he got out like the rich guys did in the movies. They smiled and opened my door for me.

"Reservations for Tommo," Louis smiled. "I had to make this place at least a little fun," he whispered in my ear, giggling loudly.

"Right this way." The woman said, leading us over to a corner table. There was a window right next to me and i sat down in the chair he pulled out for me.

I looked around and the place was beautiful. It had gold lights strung everywhere and red curtains on the windows. All of the tables were a dark wood with red covers and there were many tables in this one room.

"Stop looking like you're about to rob this place." Louis joked, placing a napkin on his lap.

"Im sorry its just like really fancy looking." i gushed, looking everywhere.

"Well look at me." He smirked, placing a finger under my chin and turned my gaze to him.

"Yes, Sir." i blushed, keeping my eyes on him. He was so perfect, the way his cheeks hollowed perfectly and his eyes that could either burn holes in you or lighten your day, and his voice that high but perfect pitch. God i love him.

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We were here for about an hour just eating, talking about anything and laughing way too loudly. We both were drinking wine since he said it was a special occasion.

"Okay, he breathed, with his eyes fluttering shut. "Harry, i have to ask you something."

He stood up nervously, my eyes followed him as he lowered onto one knee, making me bring my hands up to cover my mouth.

"W-wait what?" i shakily said, still covering my mouth. He snatched my hand away playfully and held onto it.

"Harry Edward styles, you are my rock." He started, and my heart began to race in my chest. "You make me happy and make me glad to wake up everyday and see your beautiful face and I'm so glad i met you way back and the fact that you didn't find it weird how i only took you out for certain things." He paused, pulling out a box out of his pocket. I looked around us to see that people were smiling and watching us; some were even crying.

"I was going to put this in a glass of wine but knowing you, you would just gulp that down." He laughed, making the other people laughed but i focused on his laugh. The one that rang in my ears and made me smile.

"Harry, will you marry me?" He opened it and i saw a silver ring with an engraving on it. "Please say yes or i will just get a bruise on my knee for nothing." He looked from me to the ring.

"Oh god," i shakily said, my eyes were blurring to a point where i couldn't even see the ring anymore. "Yes, oh god, yes." i yanked him up and kissed him. Applause surrounded us as i wrapped my arms around his neck.

I pulled away, making that popping nose. i shakily giggled and held my fingers out for him to put the ring on it.

"It fits perfectly." i laughed, bringing it to my face to look closer at the small symbol of our love.