Skye

I glanced down at my phone as Harry’s ringtone came through. Growling to myself I hit the ignore button.

“Are you going to ignore him for the rest of the day?” El asked me softly. I turned my glare to her and nodded.

“We’ve been here for three days and all he’s done is work, so yes I think I can ignore him for the rest of the day, perhaps longer.” I growled at her.

“He would have been here if he could.” El tried to reason. I rolled my eyes and turned away from her.

“He promised we would do things together. He promised he would see the Eiffel Tower with him but instead he tells me this morning that he can’t.” I grumbled as we made our way back to the hotel room after visiting the Eiffel Tower. Everyone stayed quiet as I stood brooding in the corner of the elevator as we rode up to the top floor where our rooms were situated.

I walked into mine and Harry’s room to see him sitting on the couch. He jumped up the moment I walked in, flinching as my eyes narrowed in on him. Walking past him I headed straight to the room and dumped my scarf and bag down on the bed before moving towards the kitchen to get a drink.

“I’m sorry.” Harry started, I shot him a glare. “I tried to be here, but things came up.” He pleaded with me.

Ignoring him I moved towards the couch and turned the TV on. Harry walked over and turned it off before taking a seat in front of me on the coffee table. I continued to glare at him.

“Please don’t be angry at me. Not while we’re here.” I scoffed at him.

“Oh are you here Harry? Because it hasn’t felt you like you’ve been here the last three days!” I said slamming my drink onto the table next to him. He rolled his eyes at me and stood up so he was towering over me.

“I’ve been working; you know I can’t help that.” He said glaring back at me. I stood up to minimise the distance between our heights.

“I know!” I hissed back at him. “But you promised! I’m sorry for just wanting to spend time with my boyfriend in PARIS!” I screeched at him. He frowned at me and sighed.

“I don’t know what else to say but that I’m sorry.” He said defeated. Sighing I moved towards the window and stared at the view of the Eiffel Tower we had.

“I have to go again.” He said from behind me.

“Of course you do.” I muttered not turning around.

“Why don’t you go out with the girls and do some shopping.” He suggested lightly. I ignored him. I heard him shuffling before he opened the door.”I left my card for you to use.” He said before I heard the door shut.

I whirled around, surprised to see his credit card placed on the counter. Anger instantly rose in me at the thought of him trying to buy my forgiveness at this point. Storming forwards in anger I grabbed his card and left the apartment and headed straight for Lacey’s.

She opened the door at my loud knocking and I instantly moved on to Eleanor’s before getting the other and letting them know we were going shopping.

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“What’s wrong with you?” Tate asked me suddenly as I ran Harry’s card through the machine at the counter as the lady handed me some bags. “You know the boys can’t help it when they have to work. You’re normally okay with that.”

I sighed and began to walk out of the shop with her close behind me.

“I know. I guess, for once, I just wanted Harry. I mean we’re in Paris; I just wanted my boyfriend to be here with me. Sometimes I hate him for being famous and not being able to take me to the movies or just walk down the street. And then I hate myself for hating him because I know it’s not his fault, he’s just doing what he loves.” I told her honestly.

“All that hating sounds like an exhausting process.” She teased me. I laughed and nodded.

“I know we came here because the boys had work to do. But, this is going to sound childish, he promised that we would see the Eiffel Tower together. He promised and I guess I just got my hopes up.” I mumbled to her. I suddenly felt guilty as I glanced down at the shopping bags. I never liked using Harry’s money. Most of the time he gave me his card, I never used it unless it was something he practically forced me to let him buy.

“Let’s just go home.” I groaned to Tate as we met up with the others, the bags suddenly feeling a lot heavier than they were before.

I said goodbye to the others as I pushed the door open to our hotel suite and I set the bags near the table.

“Hey.” I jumped and looked up to see Harry standing in front of me. He glanced at the bags before looking back to me. I bit my lip guiltily.

“I’m sorry for being angry before. I’m sorry for using your money. You know I hate to, but I was angry so I bought a lot of stuff. And I’m so sorry, I’ll take it all back. I just wanted to be with you and it’s hard sometimes not to have you. It’s hard when I start to get the feeling that I’ll never have all of you.” I rambled to Harry not meeting his eye.

It was silent for a moment as he walked over. His feet stopped in front of mine before he nudged my chin up with his hands so my blue eyes met his green ones. He pecked my lips softly as my eyelids fluttered closed and then opened.

“It’s okay love. I don’t expect you to be okay with it all the time. And you don’t have to take anything back, I offered to buy it. I’m glad you used my money so I at least got to spend some money on you while we’re here. You don’t have to be sorry okay.” He said to me softly before placing another kiss to my lips. His hand slid down my arm to grab onto mine before he began to pull away, bringing me with him. I followed him out onto the balcony where a table had been setup, with candles and cutlery. I glanced to Harry surprised.

“I wanted to do something special for us.” He said biting his lip. I smiled at him and pressed a kiss to his lips before taking the seat he offered to me. He poured me wine before running inside to grab the food he had prepared. I sat there smiling softly and enjoyed the view of the Eiffel Tower as the sun began to set. The scene was too perfect for words.

“We have tomorrow off. How about we go see the Eiffel Tower together?” Harry suggested as he placed a plate full of pasta in front of me.

“I would love that.” I said honestly as he took his seat across from me. His foot gently slid up mine underneath the table in soothing motions.

“So what did you do today?” Harry asked me before taking a mouthful of food. Smiling at him I began to tell him about the day I had with the girls as we explored the city and saw the Tower before shopping for the rest of it.

“So what have you and the boys been doing the last couple of days?” I asked him curiously.

“We had a signing on the first day otherwise we’ve just been to a few meet and greets with people from management and a fair few radio stations. We filmed for a TV show yesterday.”

“How did that go?” I asked, taking a drink of the wine.

“Great, it was a lot of fun. They asked about you.” He grinned at me cheekily. I rolled my eyes.

“And what did you say this time?” I asked him laughing at his dimples.

“Well actually they wanted to know if I could do an Australian accent now.” He grinned even larger at me as I started to laugh.

“Oh god, did you do one?” I asked already knowing the answer before he nodded. “Go on.”

“G’day mate, I’m from Brisbane Australia. Where you can find the deadliest snakes and the best beaches, as well as the best looking chicks.” Harry said in a pretty good Australian accent.

I burst out laughing however at everything he said.

“I can’t believe you said that! I don’t even say G’day! Not many people I know even say it! At least you can pronounce Brisbane the right way now.” I giggled at him. He smirked at me. “And I’m glad you didn’t call girls birds.”

“I really do think calling girl’s chick and birds are the same.” Harry said to me as I shook my head at him.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I asked Harry curiously as he poured me more wine. He chuckled softly but didn’t respond. “Are you okay?”

I watched as he bit his lip and looked out towards the Eiffel Tower. The sun had set by now and all the lights of the Tower had been lit up. It was an amazing view, made even more romantic by Harry’s dinner. It was cliché but I still loved it.

“I love you. You know I do. And I’m really sorry that these last three days haven’t been that great. I had other plans, great plans. Where you would be having fun and you definitely wouldn’t be leaving my side or getting angry at me.”

“It’s okay Harry, I’m sorry for getting upset today, but it’s okay. I understand.” I said softly, reaching over to grab his hand. I felt terrible for getting angry today. I knew he couldn’t help it and instead I rubbed it in his face that he was spending more time with work then me. I was unfair.

“Exactly.” He said making me confused. “You understand. You understand that sometimes or a lot of the time my work is going to pull me away from you for long periods of time. And I am so lucky that you understand. Knowing that I have you to come home to makes it that much better to come home.”

“Are you okay Harry?” I asked him confused as to where he was going with this. He smiled and nodded at me.

“Of course because I have you. I always have you. You’re amazing you know that. For everything you do and have done for me. I used to worry for so long that something would happen to us, like at the start. But I know now that we’re never leaving each other, ever.”

“We can’t.” I smiled at him comfortingly before standing up and moving around to him, I grabbed his face in my hand and placed a kiss on his lips. “Are you sure you’re okay? I feel like this is your death speech or something?” I added on quite nervously. His smiled filled his whole face lighting up his dimples. He pressed a kiss to the palm of my left handhn before making me step back as he stood out of his chair.

“I’ve never been better, I assure you.” He winked and pressed a kiss to my lips. He pulled away too soon, making me pout. His laugh slithered through the air as he stared directly into my eyes. His face got closer before slowing passing mine and heading further down. I watched him curiously as he bent down in front of me.

He reached up to grab one hand and that’s when I realised he was on one knee. My eyes widened and a weird choking noise fell from my lips as I stared down at his handsome smiling face. My heart beat was beating so fast that it started to become painful. For a moment I had even stopped breathing as I stared into his bright emerald eyes.

“Skye Elizabeth Jackson. You are the love of my life. I know for a fact that I will never find anyone or love anyone as much as I love you. I thank God everyday that I met you, that out of every place we stumbled into that day, we stumbled into your coffee shop. You are the most beautiful, gentle, sweet, funny, crazy, stubborn and amazing person I have ever met. Every day you surprise me and make me laugh. Every morning that I wake with you in my arms I know it will be a perfect day. Even the days when we fight constantly about irrelevant things and you make me more angry than I have even been with anyone else. But I love you. I love you and I want to know if you will do me the honour of becoming my wife?” Harry looked up at me expectantly as his speech rang through my head.

My heartbeat became almost deafening to my ears as I felt my hand shake inside his but I could also feel how much his own hand shook as he pulled out the small blue box that had been easily concealed within his pocket. Letting go of my hand briefly he opened the box and turned it towards me before grabbing my hand again.

My eyes narrowed in on the massive diamond sitting in the middle of the blue box. It was the shiniest and biggest diamond I had ever seen.

Harry’s hand squeezed mine suddenly, pulling my attention away from the ring and back towards his eyes. He was still waiting for an answer. I could see the doubt in his eyes. I couldn’t believe that after everything he would actually doubt what my answer would be.

“Yes,” I whispered softly reaching my other hand up to caress his cheek softly.

“I’m sorry what was that?” He asked me teasingly. I laughed and I couldn’t help as my eyes filled with tears. Happy tears.

“Yes! Yes Harry Edward Styles I would most definitely love to marry you. Nothing would make me happier!” I said louder to him not being able to fight off the massive smile that slid across my face. Harry’s own smile matched mine as he instantly pulled out the ring and set it on my left hand ring finger.

It felt strange to have a ring rested on that finger but it was a feeling I was almost too willing to get used to. Harry rose off his knee and stood back up to full height. I stared at the ring for a moment before wrapping that hand around Harry’s neck and pulling him down to my height. Our lips crashed together instantly and Harry pulled my body tightly against his. Our tongues fought while we kissed until I gave in and gave him control.

“I love you.” Harry mumbled against my lips.

“I love you too.” I responded easily before wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my head in his shoulder. He wrapped his own arms tightly around me. I felt the happiness bubble in my chest as my stomach had thousands of butterflies fluttering around. But the good butterflies. My head was so erratic by this point that I probably couldn’t form a coherent sentence. But it was still the happiest I had ever felt. I never wanted to let this moment go.

Notes

You cheeky people guessed this :P