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"I want this to be perfect, Luke" I pull on my hair, nervously looking at the field full of Louis' favorite kind of flowers, sunflowers, the same color of the sunrays that Luke's complaining about because they're burning his eyes
"It is perfect, Harry. What else do you want? I wanna go back home" Luke groans of boredom, whining whenever I say something doesn't seem perfect to me
"Is this good enough? Will he even like it?" I mumble nervously, cracking my fingers every five seconds
"Give me one reason he won't like it, he has always said he wants it to be like that," Luke mumbles "Harry, Harry I wanna dance in a sunflower field while someone tells me they love me, Harry, Harry, it's my dream" He mockes Louis' British accent
Luke practically pulls me out of the field after I'm finally convinced everything is perfect which Luke said took me two hours but he's overreacting
"Louis, get out of here and take your boyfriend with you, I wanna sit with ash" Luke whines when he enters his house, finding my boyfriend on the couch binging a show on the smart TV hung on the baby blue wall, the only reason they have that shade of blue as their walls is because it reminds Ashton of his fiance's eyes
Luke wasn't even convinced with the blue at the beginning but it grew on him
"When the episode ends, shut up" Louis whines, throwing a pillow at Luke, hitting his face
"Why would you do that, shithead?" Luke throws the pillow back at Louis
"Because, I wanted to" Louis responds back, clearly not caring about the pout Luke was giving him
"Baby, just come to our room, leave them here" Ashton gets up from the white couch, grabbing his finance's hand up to their bedroom
After Louis has finished the whole season of killing Eve, him and I decide to go back to shelter to get dressed up and go out
"Can I look now?" Louis asks when we arrive to the sunflowers field and I tell him he can open his eyes
"Fina-" his voice is cut off when his eyes are on the flowers around him, right next to his legs touching them whenever the wind lugs them in his direction "Harry," he whispers, with tears filling his blue eyes
"Louis," I whisper back, sitting down on one knee after grabbing a small violet box from my pocket
"Oh, my God," He gasps "Oh, my God" He keeps repeating the same three words, surprised he lived to see his dream proposal
"Yeah, it's happening," I giggle at his reaction "Louis Tomlinson, do me the honour of being my husband" my face softens at the sight in front of me, my soulmate standing in a field of his favorite flowers, holding his hand to his mouth, happy tears running down his eyes that I fall in love with more and more every passing day
"Yes, yes, please" I slide the silver ring on his tanned fingers
"Oh, Harry" he giggles when we hug and look at the flowers under us "This is beautiful, it's so beautiful, baby"
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sorry for a short shit chapter, I don't really like it but whatever.
but, I'm planing to make the next chapter long since it's the epilogue
hope you enjoyed this chapter
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