Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 21

Sarah's P.O.V

Harry had woken me up early Christmas morning. I didn't know why since we didn't even have a tree or presents. I brush my teeth, and stay in Harry's sweater.

"Follow me, Kitten." Harry smirks.

He leads me downstairs. Where were we going?

Harry's P.O.V

I had put up a tree, and there were presents under it. I wanted it to be a surprise, so I put it in my basement. It wasn't any old basement. It was nice. I had told Sarah not to go down there or else. I think I made her scared.

"I thought I wasn't allowed down here." Sarah whispers.

"Well, now you are." I say.

We walk down the basement stairs, and Sarah gasps.

"Oh my gosh! You lied to me!" Sarah giggles, and hits my arm lightly.

"I wanted it to be a surprise!" I smile.

"Well, I'm very surprised." She giggles.

"Good." I smile, and grab her face, and kiss her.

Sarah kisses back, and then I pull away.

"Okay, time to open presents!" I say, grabbing her hand, and leading her to the tree.

We sit on the floor, and I hand her a present. I had bought Sarah six presents. Why? Because I love her, and she deserved the whole world.

Sarah takes off the wrapping paper, and smiles at her gift.

"A 5 sauce shirt! Thanks, Haz!" Sarah smiles.

"No problem." I smile.

She grabs another one, this time it's in a bag. Sarah gasps at her present, and I smirk.

"I've been waiting for this book for forever!" She says.

"Well, you don't have to wait anymore, darling." I smile.

"I know! Thanks!" She smiles.

"How many more is there?" Sarah asks.

"Four more." I say.

"Wow." She smiles.

I smile back, and she grabs another box. She takes the lid off, and out jumps a kitten.

"Oh my gosh! Harry it's adorable!" Sarah coos, picking the baby kitten up.

"Yeah, it's a she, and I was thinking about naming her Kitty, if that's alright with you." I smile.

"That's cheesy, but I love it!" She smiles.

"Good!" I smile.

"Hi Kitty! I'm your new mommy!" Sarah coos, and I smile.

"Okay, three more, love." I say.

"Alright." She sighs, grabbing another gift.

"Oh! But first, there's something in your book." I say.

"Okay." She giggles.

Sarah grabs the book, and opens it. Her eyes widen.

"H-Harry, is this a j-joke?" She stutters.

"No baby, it's not a joke." I smile. I gave her 5 seconds of summer tickets.

"H-Harry, h-how did you-" I cut her off.

"I got the money that Louis gave me, and spent some of it on those tickets. But they're not just tickets, baby girl." I say.

"Oh my gosh. What else is there?" She asks.

"Look on the other page." I say. And she does.

"Harry no!" Sarah gasps.

"Harry yes!" I smirk. Front row tickets, and a chance to meet them. I have my ways.

"Harry this must've cost you a fortune!" She says.

"It didn't cost me that much, but don't worry, babe, I still have a million dollars." I say.

"Okay, at first I thought you spent all your money on my gifts." Sarah says.

"No." I shake my head.

"Oh. Well good." She says.

"Two more to go, love." I say.

"Okay." She giggles.

Sarah grabs the other present, and takes the wrapping paper off. She gasps. I gave her an iPhone 6.

"Harry!" She smiles widely.

"I've always wanted this one! Thank you!" Sarah smiles.

"You're welcome, princess." I smile.

She scoots over to me, and hugs me. I smile, and hug her back.

"Thanks, you're the best." Sarah smiles.

"I know." I smirk.

"But I feel bad because I didn't give you anything." Sarah pouts.

"Having you here with me is enough. You're the best Christmas present I've ever had!" I smile.

Sarah blushes. "So are you." She whispers.

"Well, I don't think you'll think that once you see your last gift." I say.

"No I won't. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Harry." Sarah smiles.

"So are you, but I'm sure that I'm right about this." I say.

"Okay, well, what is it?" She asks.

"Hold on, I have to say a little speech before I give it to you."

Sarah's P.O.V

"Hold on, I have to say a little speech before I give it to you." Harry says.

"But you always ramble!" I pout.

"I'll be quick I promise." Harry chuckles.

"Okay, take it away." I sigh.

"Okay, Sarah, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever since. You're once again beautiful, funny, smart, classy, talented, but most importantly, loving. I thought that nobody would ever love me, but that's when you showed up. You showed me what love really is. And I thank you for that. Um, I love you, so much. More than you can ever imagine. I love how you smell right after you take a shower. I love how you never take no for an answer. I love how you're so outgoing. I love how you're just so nice to everyone. I love how you sing along with me to the songs on the radio. I love how you can light up the whole room as soon as you walk in it. But most importantly, I love you because you're you. You don't try to act different because someone told you that they don't like that side of you. You don't care about what people say, and you're just so strong. And that Sarah, is what I love about you." Harry says.

"Harry, you're rambling." I giggle.

"I'm almost done, I promise!" Harry says.

"Okay." I sigh.

"Anyway, I love you, and I'm glad that you've agreed to be my girlfriend. I'm glad that you see me for me, and not some murderer. You knew that I had an innocent side to me when I didn't. You took that innocence, Sarah, and you've changed me forever. And you're the best for that. I thought I'd always be that way, but I guess not. I don't know what I'd do without you, or who I'd be without you, and I hope to spend the rest of my life with you. But what I'm really trying to say is.." Harry digs for something in his back pocket.

What is he doing...?

He pulls out a small, blue box.

That better be a promise ring...

"Sarah Michelle Eaton, I love you, God I love you so much, and I want to grow old with you so.."

Oh my gosh.

"Will you do me the honors of marrying me, darling?"