It started with a "yes". Saying "yes" was a verbal commitment to my future with Harry.
Getting engaged was the best thing that has happened to Harry and I. He really went out that beautiful night.
I woke up to breakfast in bed which didn't surprise me since he likes doing it every time he comes back home. He massaged my feet and showered me which involved a lot of time wasting water.
He took me shopping until i dropped and spoiled me crazy. He then told me to wear the small red dress i had bought in a little boutique.
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He led me to the roof of his building to a very romantic dinner. We ate, he sang, and I listened in content.
It was when he got down on one knee that I finally, really knew what he was up to.
"Y/n, it's been three years with you and you never fail to amaze me with your beauty, grace, and everything that you do. I love waking up next to you on the mornings you spent over. I enjoy watching you grow into an amazing, loving, and caring person and there's nothing more I want than to see it every single day that I live. I'll never give up on making you the happiest woman on this planet. And I know this proposal will be hard to accept as you already have a hard time just being my girlfriend but just let my happiness be yours and together we can get through it all like we have for the past 3 years. Y/n, will you marry me?"
I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around his neck while crying into his hair. I nodded my head fast and kissed his handsome face over and over again.
Now I laid in bed 6 months later... wedding dress magazines all around me as I admire my ring.
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"What made him want to spend the rest of his life with me?" I whisper and chuckle softly.
Lately he's been out doing his fiancée duties. He's been back and forth from California to New York and back. He was looking for venues while going to Gucci for his custom wedding tux. But even while being back in California, he managed to spend most of his days and nights in the streets instead of spending time with me, making me a little sad.
Some nights, I didn't even know he was in California unless I saw pictures of him online. But our relationship was built on trust and I trusted him if he was out and about without him telling me. Maybe too trustful...
"Hey!" I hear making me jump from my thoughts and shut the laptop as a reaction. I look up to see Harry with a bag over his shoulder and a book in his other hand while he stands at the end of the bed. An excited expression crosses his face and the throws the things to the ground to crawl on the bed, tearing my wedding magazines and almost breaking my laptop.
"Hey pretty boy. You're home." I smile, leaning down to kiss his lips that I missed so much. He kissed back immediately, draping his left arm over my neck to bring my whole body over his. I smile into the kiss as I start to feel the butterflies take over my body.
"I've missed you so much." He says kissing me again. I repeat the words and the action before pulling away to lay my head in the crook of his neck. "You need to stop leaving me." I whisper and pout into his neck.
"I know baby. But just one more month and I'll be all yours.. and only yours...."
