Oblivion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 23

~Two Years Later~

Harry's POV

"Why can't you just tell me where we are going?" Julia asks, blind folds covering her eyes.

"Because it's a surprise," I laugh.

"I swear as soon as these blindfolds come off, I'll smack you," Julia huffs, her arms crossed. I smile at her.

"Whatever you say, baby." I pull the car to a stop. "Wait here."

"Do I really have a choice?" She asks.

"No. Not really," I shake my head. I close the door and pull out my phone, calling Jeff.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Is everything ready?" I ask.

"Yep, and I mean everything," he laughs.

"Perfect. Make sure everyone is quiet. We're heading to the pier now."

"Roger that," Jeff says. I hang up the phone, going to the car.

"Okay, we need to get out of the car," I tell Julia.

"Whatever you say," she sighs. I help her out of the car, then go behind her, gripping her hips, and directing her.

"Watch your step," I say.

"Ooooo I feel sand. Are we going to go swimming in the ocean naked?" She jokes.

"You wish," I laugh.

"I really do," she laughs. I continue directing her to the pier. "I hope I'm not about to get ax murdered, and the past three years of our relationship was a lie."

"I promise you'll be staying in one piece tonight," I assure her. When we get closer to the pier, I pick her up bridal style. Julia squeals as I pick her up.

"Where are we going now?" She asks.

"You'll see," I tease. The two of us walk down the boardwalk to the end of the pier. I put her down. "Okay, you can take the blindfolds off now."

"Finally," she groans and slowly unties them, pulling them off.

"Surprise!" Everyone yells. She jumps back, completely surprised.

"Oh my Gosh!" She exclaims. "Is this for me?" She asks, turning to me.

"Yep," I smile. Julia jumps into my arms giving me a hug.

"I love you," she smiles.

"I love you, too."

She runs off to greet everyone, and I go to find Jeff. "Nice job, man. Your planned work," he pats me on the back.

"Well part one worked out. Thanks for helping me with all of this," I thank him.

"Oh no problem. The fireworks go off in an hour."

"Okay," I nod.

"Nervous?" He asks. I look over at Julia, who is laughing at something.

"No. Not at all."

After socializing and having a few drinks, the firework show started. "I can't believe you did all of this for me," Julia shakes her head, watching the show.

She seems fascinated by them. Truth be told, I hate fireworks. They're so loud and scare the shit out of me. The final three fireworks shoot off, and I know that's my cue.

"Marry Me?" Is what they read. Julia lets out a gasp, putting her hand to her mouth. She turns to look at me, as I get down on one knee.

"I love you with all my heart. You are the best thing that's ever happen to me, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

Tears fall fast from her eyes, as she nods feverishly. "Yes."

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Eden's POV

I cried into my mom's shoulder, as they lowered the casket into the ground. She wrapped her arm around me, comforting me the best she could. This very moment made me hate the world. How could someone so young be dead? And why did that person have to be Stephen?

He was killed instantly in a car crash two weeks ago. A drunk driver slammed into his car, causing Stephen's car to swerve into a brick warehouse. It wasn't fair that he was taken away from me. I couldn't stand another broken heart.

After the funeral, I rode home with my family. "It's alright Eden," Emma rubs my back, soothingly. I smile down at her, but it was more of a pathetic attempt of hiding my pain.

"We were thinking," my mom begins, "that maybe you should move back to America with us. We have an extra room for you. I don't want you to be alone right now."

"Please come," Elizabeth says.

"I'll have to see," I sigh. Being with my family is something I need right now.

"We don't leave for another week, so you have time to think," my dad tells me.

"Okay. I will."

A month later, I was leaving London and going to be with my family. My younger brother, Ethan, and my dad helped me carry in the things for my room. I know moving in with your parents at 25 wasn't really the wisest thing, but it was what I needed.

I don't think I could handle being on my own again. For awhile at least.

I unpacked my stuff, finding a spot for everything in the room. While I was pulling out items from boxes, I cut my finger on some broken glass. "Ouch," I hiss, gripping onto my bleeding finger.

I went into the bathroom and got a band aid for my finger, then returned to my room. So
I wouldn't cut my finger again, I wrapped a towel around my hand, pulling out the pieces of glass and throwing them in the trash. Once that was done, I found a picture at the bottom of the box.

It was of Harry and I from the zoo. I found it hard to believe that it was taken over five years ago. Everything's changed so much since then.

I caught myself wondering about him. What was he doing now? Was he happy?

I thought about him every now and then. Daydreaming about what we could've been. I missed him. I missed his voice, his sense of humor, his caring personality, and his ability to calm me down and make me happy.

I hope I never forget him. He was the greatest thing that's ever happened to me.

A/N: I've had a lot of free time to do these updates. I can't believe this story is almost over. Only 7 more chapters until the end!!