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Moving To England

Chapter Thirty-Two



*Destiny’s POV*
*One week later/Thursday – afterschool*


It's the beginning of December, and there is a thick, white layer of snow covering the grounds of our town.

I was finishing up my homework, just as it started to snow outside, again. Just then, I got notifications from the group chat I had with the girls.

Mable: You girls are coming to the ice cream shop, right?

June: Yup!

Elizabeth: Definitely!

Ally: Of course!

Destiny: Yup! Our parents are coming, too, yeah?

Elizabeth: Yeah. So are the boys.

June: Oh snap! I almost forgot, today is the day Mr Styles will propose to Ms Cox, just as he did, seventeen years ago.

Mable: That is honestly too cute!!

Ally: Lol. Destiny, don't steal the spotlight again!

Density: I’ll try my best :P

June: Too bad it wasn't on the same day they proposed before.

Mable: Then it would’ve fallen on Destiny’s birthday!

Destiny: and I would've stolen the spotlight again hehe :3

Ally: smh.

Elizabeth: Lmao! Aii, girls get dressed!!

June: Me, Niall, Ally and Liam will be going in Liam’s car.

Mable: Me, Zayn, Louis, Elizabeth, Destiny and Harry go in Harry’s car.

Ally: Yup. And our parents will think of something, themselves.

Destiny: Lol, yeah. I still want to walk there. smh.

June: Oh hush, Destiny!

Destiny: Fine

Ally: Get dressed!!!

Destiny: Okay. Byee. C ya girls!!

I looked at the time, 6:30, it read.

Putting away my books, I got up to rummage through my closet for something nice to wear. In the end, I found my pink, acid wash sweater hoody, which I wore over my white tank top. I pulled on a pair of sandy coloured Barbour Rymill Jeans. Braiding my hair into two Finnish braids, I applied maraca and lip-gloss to my face.

I slipped into my grey pointed toe chunky heel boots, Bennet Gene light grey cashmere gloves, and wrapped a dark red Banana Republic scarf around my neck.

Pulling on my dark green parka coat, I waited outside, with my friends for the boys and the two cars.

Just as the boys came with Harry and Liam’s cars, we split up and drove off to the ice cream shop.

‘Ice cream in the middle of winter.’ I thought, giggling, ‘Perfect.’

Once we got to the shop, the parents slipped into their regular booth, while us kids sat at a nearby round table.

“How about a little game, Destiny?” Harry asks me.

“Sure. What game, though?” I asked.

“I speak, and you finish my sentences. Okay, love?" Harry says.

“Alright.” I nodded.

"I am in a dark room..."

"Everything is black."

"I turn to find the door..."

"But there is none."

"From the wall comes a sliver of daylight..."

"And I realise there is a chance of escape."

"I feel the wall and discover..."

"There is a door, but it is stuck."

"There is a key on the floor."

"But the door stays stuck."

"Kiss the key, open the door, on the other side is my love."

"I thought your love would be in the dark room with me," I say.

"It was, you set us both free." Harry finishes.

“That got dark, too fast,” Niall says, making everyone chuckle a bit.

Afterwards, our voices continued to babble on happily like a mountain river. Then, just as it happened, about 17 years ago, Mr Styles propose to Ms Cox the same way he had done before.

“Okay, I am going to get your ice creams.” Austin grinned.

“Uh, I have to go with you,” Desmond said, quickly retreating with him into the kitchen.

“I am going to get your ice creams.” Justin smiled to our parents.

“I am going with you!” Mr Styles declare. Mum and Dad exchanged smiles, as did the other parents.

Ms Cox looked a little confused, as to why he had to go with him. The past seemed to not at all come to her mind at this time.

“Where is he going?” Anne questioned her friends.

“Got no clue.” Jack shrugged, leaning back, as he threw his arm around April. Anne shrugged it off, and the friends resumed to their conversations. Soon after, Desmon came back to the group, who were laughing and chatting away.

The air in the ice cream parlour was filled with positive vibes. Everyone bore lighted faces. Their smiles are bright and large. The sweet and loving connections between friends and family grew stronger. Everyone was happy. Everything was perfect.

The weather outside continued to reflect the emotions of the friends. This day seemed to feel of joy. Happiness was like a cloudless spring day; the kind of day when one didn’t notice the weather at all, which was exactly the conditions were today. The sky was blue, it wasn’t too warm or too cold. One would’ve stopped to notice the delicate flowers that lined the sidewalks.

Everything was perfect. Today was like ‘happily ever after’ to the ten friends.

Ignoring Ms Cox’s confused expression, the friends chatted away as if nothing suspicious happened just now.

Ten minutes later, Austin returned with the group’s orders. Although, instead of giving Anne her own cup, Austin gave Desmond his own ice cream cone and Anne’s cup of ice cream which was sealed with a lid.

“Uhm. Where’s mine?” Anne questioned.

“I have it. I wanted to give it to you.” Desmond says.

“Why?” Anne chuckled.

“Because I needed to tell you something crucial. And I need you to pay attention to me.” Desmond started.

“Desmond, what’s wrong?” Anne worriedly asked. She grabbed on his hands, as he knelt down in front of her.

Soon after, Harry’s father came back. Moments followed when Justin came with everyone’s desserts. Again, Ms Cox didn’t receive her cup, but instead, it was given to Mr Styles.

Mr Styles came back. Soon, afterwards, Justin came with our ice creams and then a little later with the parents’ ice creams. He hadn't given one to Ms Cox, but instead to Mr Styles. Ms Cox’s ice cream had a lid on it.

Mr Styles smiled, got up, and went down on one knee in front of Ms Cox, with the cup, containing the ring in his hand. Immediately her hands flew to her face, cupping her wide opened mouth. Ms Cox’s eyes glittered, as they were wide open in surprise, blushing a little, as well.

Ms Cox had cupped her wide open mouth with her hands. Her eyes glittered and were wide open in surprise. She began to blush a little bit, as well.

“I love you, alright. Whatever I do. I do for you. You have you understand. I make so many mistakes. So many stupid things. I need you to forgive me, okay?” Desmond continued, with a solemn look.

“Desmon. What did you do? What happened, baby?” Anne cried, tears forming in her eyes.

“I want you to listen to me okay?” Desmond asked.

“Alright.” Anne nodded, fear and worry running through her veins.

“I was always asked, ‘what type of girl are you going to settle with?’ That took me too long to decide. But when the decision was made, it was that I wanted to marry someone who lets me have a bite of their brownie, even when I said I wasn’t hungry. Someone who laughs at the same things I do.” Desmond started.

“Desmond …” Anne asked quietly.

“Let me finish. Anne, I want to marry someone who kisses my nose on a cold day. Someone who is proud of me whether I earn £5 a week or £5 000 a week. Someone I can tell everything to. Someone I’m not afraid or embarrassed to hold their hand in public. Someone – Someone like you. I want to marry you, Anne.” Desmond says, with a hopeful look on his face, as he took off the lid of Anne’s ice cream cup reliving a beautiful diamond ring.

“Oh my gosh!” Anne exclaimed, cupping her mouth with her hands, tears rushing down her face. The girls looked admiringly at the couple. The boys had a look of approval on their faces.

“Anne, will you marry me?” Desmond asked.

“Oh my gosh! Yes! Goodness, Desmond, a million times yes, I will marry you! I love you!” Anne cried, as Desmond slipped the ring on his new fianceé before they embraced each other in a tight hug.

“Oh my gosh!” Ms Cox cried, staring at the beautiful diamond ring, he had given back to Desmond when they got divorced. “You still have it …”

“Annie …” Mr Styles, began with a smile, opening the lid of the ice cream cup, revealing a beautiful ring. “Will you marry me … again?”

“Oh my gosh! Des!” Ms Cox exclaimed with a little laugh. “Yes!” she cried, as Harry’s father slipped the ring onto Harry’s mum’s ring finger. Immediately, they reached for a hug, just as I was licking my nut filled ice cream, stupid choice. Everyone in the ice cream shop began to cheer and clap, for their happy re-united moment.

Minutes later, I started to choke uncontrollably on a nut, as it had gotten stuck in my throat. Instantly, everyone’s rapt attention turned to me, and the smiles dropped, as the happy faces transformed into concerned looks.

Mum and Dad flew to my side, as Harry quickly came up behind me and squeezed my stomach gently, making me cough out the nut. It flew out of my throat and fell onto the floor.

Justin brought me a glass of water, I chugged it down, feeling much better, but super guilty for stealing their attention … again.

“Are you okay, Destiny?” Elizabeth asked. I nodded, as my face flushed bright red.

Mabel began to laugh, “You did it again, Destiny. You ruined their perfect moment.”

My face turned redder than a fire truck. I stared at my feet, hoping no one would notice how embarrassed I was. I began to chuckle lightly, trying to cover up my embarrassed looks. I covered my face, as everyone else started to laugh.

“I guess some things never change.” Mr Miles, says shaking his head. I bit my lip, still embarrassed.

“Alright! Alright! My turn!” Harry exclaimed, with a bright smile plastered on his face. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Who are you going to ask? … The table?” I jokingly say, causing giggles and chuckles to erupt, lightly.

“Yes.” Harry laughs. “A very special table.” He says, looking lovingly at one of the empty tables.

“I bet you the table will reject you on a matter of 3 seconds.” I laugh, with a lie.

‘No one would reject him if he asked nicely. I know I wouldn’t.’

‘Who is he going to ask?’ I wonder sadly.

“Mhmm … maybe.” Harry smirks. “Or … you’ll just become jealous.”

“Oh, please! Jealous! For you!” I say, trying to blow off his thoughts of me actually liking him. “I am too good for you, Harry.” The girls, boys and our parents let out light laughs.

“Alright, we’ll see.” Harry gives me an evil smirk. “Mum, flower please,” Harry says to his Mum. Ms Cox smiles, shaking her head as she takes out a blue rose with a baby blue piece of paper sticky out of it.


The flower looked is beautiful, delicate and fragile. I love the colour blue, it has a sense of comfort and love to it. It reminded me of the beautiful sky or the ocean. So graceful and calm.

The girls exchange looks, as they try to keep in their laughter as I try to stop staring at Harry and the rose, so lovingly.

Harry begins to stroll over to me.

‘He is going to ask me to be his girlfriend!! I just know it!! Finally!!’ I exclaimed, in my head with glee. I sit up straight, getting ready to be asked, with a huge smile plastered on my face. Everyone watched carefully.

He comes closer to be, looking straight into my blue eyes, I look back at his beautiful green eyes. Just as he gets close to me …

He passes right by me to an empty table behind me. Kneeling one knee, Harry says in a loving voice, “Oh dear table, will you make me the happiest boy on earth and be my girlfriend?”

Utter humiliation. ‘OMG, Harry!’ I cried, in my head, I felt as if everybody could hear my heart beating and feel the heat that was most certainly radiating off my face. I wanted to die on the spot. I just want to crawl into a hole and not come out until the groundhogs did, so that I am sure the attention wasn't focused on me again

I bit my lip and buried my head in my hands, as I blushed uncontrollably. My face flushed, as I exchanged glances with my friends, who burst out with laughter, along with everyone else.

I felt my face burn as it got redder and redder … again. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if my cheeks caught on fair anytime soon. The laughs from the parents and my friends echoed the shop. Harry also chuckled as he got up. I let out a little laugh, shaking my head.

*Harry’s POV*

“Alright. Alright.” I chuckled. “Honestly, speaking this is for you Destiny. Will you please be mine? Will you be my girlfriend?” Putting out the rose for her to take.

Destiny glared at me with narrowed eyes, and a beautiful smile, she just couldn't get rid of.

I laughed lightly. “Please?”

“No. Go away.” Destiny laughed, pushing my chest back.

“What?” I looked at her with innocent, wide-eyed.

“I don’t want to be your girlfriend.” Destiny shook her head, still blushing a little bit.

“Awe. Come on. It didn’t seem like that a couple of minutes ago.” I smirked at her.

“Oh shut up!” Destiny blushed, attaching her tongue to the right side of her mouth.

“Fine. I’ll just go out with the table.” I smirked, teasing Destiny.

“Oh, you little … “ Destiny glared at me. “Gimmie that.” She extended her hand for the rose.

“I will only give this to my future girlfriend. Are you going to be mine? Yes or no, Destiny?” I smirked, with a grave look on my face.

“Yes,” Destiny mumbled, under her voice.

“Um. I couldn’t hear that. Say it again, Destiny.” Zayn smirked.

“Yes,” Destiny said a little louder, glaring at him.

“What was that Destiny? Did you say no?” Liam questioned.

“Omg. Yes! Okay. I’ll be your girlfriend, Harry!” Destiny finally said, loud and clearly.

“Eyyyyy!!!!” All our friends cheered, laughing and clapping along with all our parents.

I handed Destiny the blue rose. She beamed me a huge smile, as she took the rose.

“Thank you.” Destiny smiled, uncontrollably, as she bit her tongue gently. Her eyes lit up, as the corner of her mouth grew wider. The dimples in her cheeks appeared as her whole face showed her enjoyment of the moment.

She shook her head and laughed lightly.

I have been dying to ask her out for months. I promised dad I would've after he asked Mum to marry him again.

Gemma had been dying to see the moment too, but she couldn't make it, so I asked Zayn to record the entire moment since he was the best filmer from us all. He filmed dad’s proposal to Mum and mine to Destiny.

Destiny stared at me through her bright blue eyes, smiling. Her smile was like the sun lighting up the sky. As if nothing could contain it.

“Destiny?” I ask.

“Yes, Harry?” she says.

“Will you be mine now and forever?” I ask, as sweetly as I could.

Destiny only nods, speechless and smiling brightly.

“Yes!” I exclaimed, out loud, in pure happiness.

I threw my arms around Destiny’s waist, picking her up hugging her tightly and twirling her around. Destiny hugged me back, as well, giggling. It felt like we were melting into each other. Our eyes close, we lost track of time and felt like we were the only ones on the planet. We smiled in joy and embraced one another.

I felt .. safe, comfortable, and complete as if all the world’s worries disappeared.

Now I know the true meaning of a perfect hug. A hug is where for a moment, in her arms, you feel like you can fly. A hug that is so soft, gentle, and warm. One that binds the two souls together.

That is exactly how I felt at this very moment. Making me feel as if, she – Destiney Baker, was 100% my one and only. I could feel the spark.

The room was filled with cheers and clapping. Coming back to reality we released one another, with redden cheeks and bright smiles.

The rest of the night went by with laughter and smiles and jokes. I had my arms around Destiny, the whole time, as I held her close to me.

Everything was peaceful and perfect.

Notes

Comments

Woah! I just finished reading the whole story. I absolutely love it! Can't wait to start on your second story. Keep up the great work!

@rachel_styles
Thank you so much!!

Loved it! You're an amazing writer!

Amazing update ! Keep updating it!

Please update it!!!!!!