Harry nd I were cuddling on the sofa, watching How The Grinch Stole Christmas. It was Christmas Eve and I was in the Christmas spirit! This was Harry and I’s first Christmas as a couple. I was a little iffy on what to get him, but his mom helped me pick out the perfect gift. Harry smiled down at me and kissed the top of my head. I looked back up at him, smiling.
“[Y/N], this is perfect” he gestured around to the decorations covering the walls. “You mean the decorations? We did spend a week on them…” I said, eyeing a stocking that hung, rather crookedly, on the fireplace.
Harry chuckled a bit. “Nah…I mean everything. This. Me. You. Us. It’s…perfect.” he answered. I looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah it is…” I lifted my head and kissed him lightly on the lips. Just as things were getting a little more heated, there was a knock at our door. Harry insisted on not breaking the kiss, but after numerous poundings on the other side of the door, I sighed and got up from where we were on the couch.
“Who’s there?” I asked, just before standing on my tiptoes to see out of the peephole. “It’s us!” I heard a happy voice shout. It was Liam. “NO! DON’T LET THEM IN!” Harry joked. I laughed and opened the door, anyways. Harry smiled as Liam, Harry, Zayn, and Louis(the birthday boy) piled into the house. “We came to exchange gifts!” Niall piped up. “Oh yeah!” I exclaimed running towards our Christmas tree and pulling out 4 gift boxes.
The boys gathered around the tree. I turned around and smiled at their eager faces. I handed each boy their present and then joined Harry back on the sofa.
Liam opened his up first. “Wow thanks guys!” he said holding up a sweater. It wasn’t the best gift, but it was the thought that counts, right? Next was Zayn, who received a watch. Then Louis who got matching t-shirts for both him and Eleanor. Niall was last. He got the pair of shoes, he’s been dying for.
After the boys thanked us again for their presents. I went into the kitchen to make more hot chocolate. i heard footsteps behind me as I poured the marshmallows in each cup. Soon, a pair of familiar hands were wrapped around my waist. Harry. I was about to turn around, when his lips met my neck. A small moan accidentally escaped my lips. Harry chuckled, and without letting go of my waist he said, “When do I get my present?” I laughed and rolled my eyes. “On Christmas, duh. The boys are only here because its Christmas Eve and their spending Christmas day with their family and girlfriends.” Harry laughed. “Not those kind of presents…” Harry hinted. I smiled and turned out of his grip. “That is coming later tonight, but I doubt we’d be able to do anything with the guys here.” I smiled and headed back to the living room to give the boys their hot cocoa.
"….[Y/N]…[Y/N]….Wake up, love…" Harry whispered to me. I rolled over,still tired from last night, if you know what I mean. "[Y/N]! IT’S CHRISTMAS!" Harry yelled in my ear. "HARRY EDWARD STYLES, I HEARD YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME, JESUS CHRIST!" I barked, sitting up in bed and looking him in the eyes. Harry’s eyes got wide and glassy and my heart softened.
"Merry Christmas…"I sighed. He perked back up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me downstairs. "Harry you’re going to hurt me!" I giggled. When we finally reached the tree Harry looked everywhere for a small box gift. When he finally found it, he handed it to me, "Open this one LAST!" I smiled and nodded. I opened all of my gifts: necklaces, dresses, shoes, sunglasses.
Harry opened his gifts: A huge Bristish flag to pin on our wall, for the world to see, snapbacks,shoes, and a picture of him and I. I was gathering up the wrapping paper when Harry shouted, "HEY! You forgot this one!" I looked over at him. He was holding the one he had told me to open last. I slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand. "Oh yeah…"
Harry watched me eagerly, as I unwrapped the paper. Underneath was a red velvet box. Maybe it was those earrings I had asked for, that would be amazing! I carefully opened up the box, but it didn’t contain those earrings.
Inside was a beautiful glistening diamond ring. I jumped up off of the sofa, with the ring still in my hands. Harry got down on one knee, and he said, “We’ve only known each other for over two years, and we’ve been dating for a year now…but I know, that you’re the one for me…So will you do me the honor of being my wife forever and ever?” I was completely speechless. I eagerly nodded my head. Harry rose off of his knee and I jumped into his arms. Harry let out a happy cry and we both stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity. This was by far the best Christmas ever
