Harry Styles Imagines

78 - Ferris Wheel (au)

PERSONAL IMAGINE

Ferris Wheel

                           Hot lips are pressed against my hair as we are waiting in the queue to have a ride with the huge Ferris wheel. Harry told me about the fair a few days ago and we decided to go here. My boyfriend wanted to have a ride with the Ferris wheel and begged for it for about twenty minutes until I finally gave in.

 I'm not scared or anything. I actually really like heights and Ferris wheels but I wanted to do something more fun or get some food. After the guard rolled his eyes when Harry told him we would like to have a gondola on our own, we sit down and I scoot closer to Harry and cling onto his biceps.

 My eyes hike over the many buildings and I feel a tingly feeling in my stomach the higher we go. Harry holds my hand and his thumb strokes semi-circles on the back of my hand as I see the people getting tinier and tinier.

 "Look at that view, Harry!" I say amazed and point over the edge.

 "Beautiful, isn't it?"

 "Yes, it's amazing!" I say and slowly we get higher and higher until we are on the top and I can see over a huge part of the city. I turn to Harry with a huge smile and wrap my arms around his neck to place a kiss on his full lips. His hands are placed on my thigh and my smile gets wider the longer our kiss lasts but suddenly he pulls away.

 "We can continue this later, baby." He winks and all of a sudden climbs off the little bench and tries to fit into the tiny leg area.

 "Harry, what are you—"

 "Anikka, give me a second." Harry murmurs as he kneels down on one knee in front of me in the tiny leg area. A giggle escapes my lips as I cover my mouth with my hand.

 "Alright, woah, so, uh, I'm not the best with words and so on which you know by now. I love you, Anikka. I love you so much I couldn't express it in words no matter how hard I'm trying. It's just impossible to tell you what a feeling goes through me when I see you or when we hold hands. The closest I can get to that feeling is when I tell you that I love you with all my heart and all that I am, all that I have. There has never been someone like you and there never will be, love.

You are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with and..." Harry makes a weird noise when the thing we sit in dangles a bit and he tries to hold his balance by gripping my knee. My hands reach out for him to hold his shoulder while I laugh with tears of joy in my eyes.

 "Uh sorry, so I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I hope you feel the same way about me. Because I love you, I love you so much and it's incredible how much you mean to me. Anikka, love, would you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?"

 I laugh and wipe the tears from my cheeks as I nod violently. "Yes, Harry! Yes, yes, yes!" I say and he takes my hand to put the silver ring on my finger. I don't even give myself time to admire the beautiful ring because I pull Harry from his knees, in the exact moment the Ferris wheel starts moving again, and kiss him.