What Makes You Beautiful
Let me take you higher
I'll lift you up, I'll never stop
You know I'll take you to another world
I'll build you up, I'll never stop
You know I'll take you to another world
Every day, in every way, oh
I'll lift you up, I'll never stop
You know I'll take you to another world
‘Another World’ – One Direction
Bella's POV
Her heart ceased to beat. She had never seen his eyes shine in such a way. She worried that her legs were about to give out. Her whole body was frozen in shock. Her eyes looked at the ring in the box. She couldn’t imagine how much it had cost. But it wasn’t the money involved that Bella cared about. It was the love embedded in that ring that mattered the most.
Bella had thought about marriage with Harry but she assumed it would not happen for another two or three years at least. Having a husband, even a fiancé, at age 20 was not something she had even considered a year ago. And now, she was being proposed to by an international superstar who had gotten dozens of marriage proposals over the past five years. And he wants to marry me? Bella quickly realised that he was waiting for her answer.
She removed her hand from her mouth and went down on her knees, looking into his eyes and gripped his hand tightly.
“Yes.” She whispered. Harry’s face lit up with the most enchanting smile. He looked so happy. He let go of her hand and gently took the ring out of its box. Bella felt his palm rest underneath hers as he held her left hand, slipping the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him even more tightly than she did when he was on the doorstep. Tears flowed from her eyes and she whispered “I love you” repeatedly in his ear. He said it back and she couldn’t be more in love with him.
“She said yes!” Bella heard her sister scream from behind her. There were cheers and clapping from her family but Bella didn’t turn around. She couldn’t let go of Harry. It was the best birthday surprise ever. There was no way she could say no, even if she wanted to. She wept with happiness. Her eyes snapped open when a certain thought entered her mind.
I’m going to be Mrs. Styles.
With Harry’s arms still around her, Bella got to her feet, holding her new fiancé like there was no tomorrow. She buried her face in his neck and continued to choke out sobs. I’m going to get married. Harry is going to be my husband. I’m going to be Harry’s wife. Her head had never been so crazy. If someone was to go into her mind, they would get lost in it. It was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
A hand swept across her cheek, bringing her head back. She saw his face for a single moment before his lips were pressed against hers in the most arduous kiss. Bella couldn’t control herself. She clung to him, melting into the feeling of his mouth on hers. She heard someone wolf-whistle but didn’t acknowledge it. Stop it, Dad! She thought. Her full attention was focused on Harry. The Harry Styles. First, her crush. Then, her boyfriend. Now, her fiancé. Soon, her husband.
“I think you’re supposed to save that for the wedding night, sweetheart.”
Her father’s comment made her (very reluctantly) break the kiss. She looked over her shoulder to mock-glare at her father. She removed her hands from Harry’s body and stared at the engagement ring on her finger. The diamond sparkled in the light, the band a simple silver with diamond-set shoulders. Bella knew she would never take it off. She didn’t even touch it. It was probably the most expensive thing she would ever wear on her body. She wiped her eyes to cut off the cascade of tears and finally found her voice again.
“Holy…it’s beautiful!”
“I hoped you would like it. But its beauty will never outshine yours, Bella.”
She looked up at Harry with a smile, who returned it. She would need time to process the fact that he was her fiancé. That they were going to be husband and wife sometime in the future. The first person she embraced was her mother while Ashley hugged Harry, gasping as she realised he was going to be her brother-in-law.
“My little girl, getting married…” Jo said as she hugged her eldest daughter.
“This is crazy, Mum. I can’t believe it.” Bella chuckled as her mother inspected the ring on her finger.
“I can’t imagine the price of this.”
“I don’t even want to think about it.” Bella shook her head.
Amanda was just as happy for Bella as much as her mother was. Bella was close with her, not just because she made her father happy, which was very important to her, but also because she was a very kind woman. Amanda wasn’t the stepmother from hell. She was the stepmother from heaven.
By the time Bella reached her father, her eyes were full of tears again. She didn’t think she had hugged her father so tightly before.
“Congratulations, Bells. I know Harry will treat you like a queen.” David said.
“He already does. I didn’t think you’d be so…pleased, Dad.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m so young. I didn’t think you would want to give me away at age 20.” Bella said.
“I couldn’t deny you a happy life with the man you love, Bells. What a crappy father I would be if I did. And after Harry asked me for my permission for your hand in marriage, I couldn’t say no.”
“Harry asked you?” Bella gasped. David nodded. She turned around and saw Harry wrapped in a hug from her mother. He kissed her cheek and smiled, thanking her for welcoming him into the family. He asked my dad? Wow, he really wants to marry me badly. She couldn’t stop the smile spreading across her face. She hugged her father again and laughed.
“I love you, Dad.”
“Love you too, Bells.” David kissed her forehead and rested his cheek on top of her head. Bella closed her eyes and smiled. I won’t be a Frost anymore. My last name will be Styles. She didn’t think about the band’s fans or if the media found out. She was relaxed celebrating her birthday and her engagement with her loving family.
The hug shared between Bella and Ashley was long and cosy but it was tight. Really tight. Bella hadto tell her sister that she was literally squeezing the air out of her lungs but laughed it off when Ashley apologised. Bella went back to Harry who welcomed her with a soft kiss, one more chaste than the one he gave her after they hugged.
“This is definitely the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten.” She smiled.
“It’s not the only one, beautiful.”
“How many more are there?”
“Two but technically, it can be counted as three.” Harry said, a cheeky glint in his eye. He had a thirst for her and she had a thirst for him. They both wanted each other. Three more presents? Well, he opened with a bang, that’s for sure!
“Three?! When do I get these said presents then?” The smile could not be wiped off her face.
“Now. But I’ll have to take you away for tonight. Is that alright?” Harry asked her parents, looking over her shoulder. Jo nodded and David grinned.
“She’s all yours, son.”
Please don’t be dirty, Dad. Please. But her father caught her pleading expression and smirked like an immature idiot. She shook her head at him and sighed. Harry’s hand suddenly pressed against the small of her back, her skin tingling from his touch.
“I’ll have her back tomorrow morning.” Harry said. Bella knew exactly what awaited for her tonight. Her body would be entangled with his as their lips kissed each other hotly and passionately, fingers touching and pupils dilated from arousal. Even just thinking about it made Bella’s cheeks turn pink.
0*0
A blindfold was placed over her eyes. She couldn’t see a thing. She had to use her other senses. Bella felt her hand wrapped inside Harry’s, her back comfortable in the car seat. She heard the sound of car wheels on the road and other cars moving past as they drove to an unknown location.
Bella wasn’t scared. She was excited. She trusted Harry. She felt him shift his position closer to her, his knee touching hers. Because she couldn’t see a thing, she jumped when his lips caressed the rounded tip of her ear. The noise that came out of her mouth was something between a gasp and a yelp. His sweet chuckle rumbled in her ears.
“Sexy…” His lips were now on her temple. She wanted nothing more than to rip off the blindfold and ride him in the fucking car right at this very moment. She longed to have him under her control. She wanted to have all the power.
“I wish you could see how red you’re turning.” Harry laughed. Bella snuggled up to him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. His cologne invaded her nostrils, its scent stronger since her sense of smell had been heightened because her sight had been taken away from her.
They had been in the car for roughly twenty-five minutes when they finally reached their destination. Both of them thanked the driver, which was one of Harry’s personal driver’s, and Harry helped her out of the car safely. A warm summer breeze whipped Bella’s hair around her shoulders and she heard the car drive away. She had no idea where she was or where she was standing. The darkness was too much. I need to fucking see! Then, Harry answered her request.
“So…the proposal was present one. Here’s present two.” She heard him say behind her and then, the blindfold fell away from her eyes. She blinked to adjust her vision and her mouth dropped open when she saw what was before her.
A large house with a five-storey layout stood tall in front of her. It was beautiful. Golden lights were on inside and she could hear the sound of water, coming from somewhere. He did not buy me this house? There’s no way! He can’t buy me a house! Did my parents know about this? Stars sparkled above them in the night sky, reflecting in her shocked eyes. A shadow danced across one side of her face when Harry came around to stand in front of her, a little to the side.
“This is… Harry! Explain.” Bella demanded, not taking her eyes off the house.
“I guess I should. You’re probably thinking I bought this house for you. That’s half-true. It is yours but it’s also mine. It’s ours.” Harry emphasised, weaving his fingers with hers. She briefly looked at him and licked her lips as more tears formed in her eyes. I’m crying too much tonight.
“Ours?” Bella repeated. Harry nodded.
“Ours. I knew I needed a place here close so every time I come to visit you, I could stay here instead of at a hotel. But when I’m gone, this is your house. And if you ever come with me to London, this will be our holiday home. It’s just you and I, beautiful.”
Just you and I…Just me and him… All alone in pure extravagance. She squeezed his hand and smiled at him widely. She took that one step closer and locked lips with him. Bella heard him sigh into the kiss which made her smile. Her hands tugged on his curly hair as her mouth opened to welcome his tongue. Both of them were fully aware they were standing on a public street but no-one was around so nothing disturbed their kiss.
“I love you, Harry. So much.” Bella whispered and hugged him for the tenth time that night.
“I love you too, Bella.” Harry kissed her cheek and swung her around in a circle. Once she had her feet back on the ground, she threw her hair behind her shoulder and looked around.
“Where are we anyway?”
“Hunters Hill.”
Still close to Newtown…He took that into consideration.
“I assume you’ve got all your stuff in the house but what about mine?”
“I’ll help you move in officially tomorrow morning. We’ll bring all your belongings here. Don’t worry about that right now, beautiful. Tonight, you’re mine.”
The way Harry said “mine” gave her shivers. But they were good shivers. He removed one arm from around her waist and placed it in the back pocket of his floral pants. Her eyes followed his movement as he pulled something out and holding it front of her face. It was a key. A key to her new home. Bella took it from him and kissed the corner of his mouth softly.
“You want to go inside?” Harry smiled.
“Let’s go.” Bella agreed and they walked up to the front door together. The sound of a lock clicking open had never been so exciting for Bella. She pushed the door open with Harry by her side and took her first step into her new home.
Everything was breathtaking. Everything was so modern. Everything was pristine. Everything was perfect. The five levels each held different rooms and accommodations as well as amazing views of Lane Cone River. That’s where the breeze was from. She told herself. The house was right on the waterfront where there was a private beach and a jetty. A sparkling pool was built into the front area with a green lawn just below with incredible landscaping designs. The lower levels were more private with several exquisite alfresco areas and a kitchen that was double the size of her bedroom, made from granite with the most expensive appliances. There were five bedrooms and four of them had walk-in wardrobes. There was a master suite with a Parisi bathtub big enough for two people. I wonder what mischief we will get up to in there… There was even a lift. A fucking lift. The fifth bedroom had a study attached to it which led to a secret courtyard perfect for privacy. There was Billiards room and a wine cellar that could hold over 1,000 bottles. A sauna and a gymnasium were just two more things that made Bella’s jaw drop.
The security system was extensive and high-tech. Harry was a celebrity, after all, so he would need security. But Bella wasn’t a celebrity. Just because she was dating one, or rather engaged to one, didn’t mean she was a celebrity herself. She was far from it. The lights turned on outside, shining off the pool’s surface, embracing the view of the river.
“This is ridiculous.” She said, walking past one of the many couches and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. Bella felt inferior to the house. She was so small inside it. A five-storey house for two people?! There was so much space, including rooms for abundant storage. I could get lost in here…
“What’s ridiculous?”
Bella turned her body to the side and stared at Harry, laughing with shock.
“This! All this! This is complete luxury, Harry! I don’t belong in a house like this. I’m so ordinary.”
“Don’t ever say you’re ordinary, Bella. You’re far from it. You’re the most wonderful girl I’ve ever met. You are my beautiful angel. I know this house is a shock to you but you’ll get used to it, I promise.” Harry said. Bella looked back out of the window and took it all in. she forced herself to believe it was real where she was. That she wasn’t dreaming that Harry was here, that she was engaged and that the huge house was her home. It was her fiancé’s hand on her waist that made her believe it was all reality.
“It’s time for presents three and four, love.”
Bella let Harry lead her down to the double garage. After they descended the stairs, he told her to close her eyes. She did and for the second time that night, she couldn’t see anything. Harry pulled her along, the sounds of their footsteps echoing around the garage. They walked for less than a minute before Harry told her to stop.
“No peeking.” His voice was smooth and beautiful. His hand disappeared from her body and she heard the sound of his boots on the hard floor. Why are we in the garage? Don’t tell me… No, he couldn’t have… Her arms were still by her sides, her fingernails digging into her soft palms.
“Open your eyes, beautiful.”
She did it slowly but the time she took to open her eyes didn’t delay her reaction. Her hand went over her mouth when she saw the BMW 6 Series Convertible, its colour a gorgeous red. First, an engagement ring. Second, a lavish five-story house. And now third, a car. Harry leaned against the bonnet, his forearms resting on it behind him. Damn those fucking floral pants! He looks too good in them!
“I knew you wanted your own car so I boug-”
Bella didn’t let him finish. She rushed over to him and stopped his talking with a kiss that made her heart flutter like a racing butterfly. She wanted to take him right there on the bonnet of the car. Her hands traced routes all over his body, from his hair down to his hips. It was a full 90 seconds before she removed her lips from his mouth. Bella looked up at him to see he had a smile on his face and his eyes were joyful.
“Well…I wasn’t expecting that.” He chuckled. She stepped back and walked around the car, her hand stroking the edge of the windscreen, all the way back to the boot. She looked at Harry who still stood in front of the bonnet. I’ve got a fucking convertible!
“Harry…you’re spoiling me far too much. I’m only 20! What are you going to do when I turn 21…?” She sighed.
“I’ll do more.” He said.
“Nothing can beat today, Harry. I’ve turned 20, gotten engaged, gotten a house and received a car. This is what a dream is made of.”
“There’s one more present, Bella. Look in the back seat.” Harry gestured with his head. Curious, Bella walked around the side of the car and peered down into the back seat. Something was on it. She leaned over to take a closer look at it. It was a framed drawing. But it wasn’t just any drawing. It was a drawing of her. It was an almost side-view profile of her face, the pencilled sketch fraught with perfect detail. The strands of dark hair falling around her face as she looked to the side, her eyes shaded in to resemble her dark hazel irises. Her smile was bright and her lips were full. Bella picked up the drawing and stared at it. It looks exactly like me! Did he draw this? The answer to her question was a small poem written on the paper next to her face. There was no mistaking Harry’s handwriting.
Bella, my beautiful girl,
You light up my life,
Just as bright as a pearl,
And I can’t wait to call you my wife.
Her lips pressed together and her jaw tightened. Great. He can sing, play the piano, draw, write poetry. All the qualities of a true romantic.
“This is amazing, Harry. I didn’t know you could draw.” Bella said with a smile.
“It’s a passion of mine I’ve kept hidden. But since the boys and I are going on a break, I’ll have some time to fulfil it.” Harry responded.
“How did you have time to draw this? I don’t even recognise the picture.”
“I took a photo of you on my phone when you came to London way back in April. You were looking out of the window after I told a stupid joke. I had to capture the moment because it was too beautiful and I couldn’t let it pass. As for drawing it, I did it at the beginning of October.”
“Right in the middle of the UK tour?” Bella breathed.
“Just before the two shows we did in Manchester. I locked myself in my hotel room after our sound checks and drew you. This is how you look to me and I want you to believe that.” Harry said, grasping the edge of the frame with his right hand.
“I believe it now, Harry.” Bella stared up at him. She had received her presents but there was another one standing next to her, begging to be unwrapped and he didn’t even know it. She wanted to peel each piece of clothing off his body, marvel at the skin underneath and take him in her mouth. Who wouldn’t?
Bella raised her hand and undid the fourth button of his black shirt (the first three were already open). She felt the warmth of his skin radiate off him like a flame. Harry looked at his chest then to her, a smile growing on his kissable lips.
“Eager, are we?” He smirked.
“Yes. I want you right now.” Bella demanded.
“Well, your wish will be granted.” Harry whispered with a sultry tone. The framed drawing fell down into the car seat and the couple started kissing like it was their last day on Earth. The touching intensified and if they weren’t careful, they would end up having sex on the garage floor. But that didn’t happen. It was a long time before Harry pulled back and took her hand, running up the stairs to the biggest bedroom in the house, both of them giggling like teenagers.
0*0
“Stop, love. Stop…” He whispered as her lips attacked his neck, her hands pressed against his tattooed body. Bella opened her eyes and pulled back with a hurt look in her eyes. Harry gave her a reassuring smile and rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs.
“Let’s just…take it slow. I want to savour you, relish you, make love to you gently.”
She stared up at him and nodded slowly as Harry placed his fingers underneath her chin, titling her head up and letting him claim her lips. Bella let Harry take hold of her wrists and place her arms around his neck while his arms wrapped around her back, pulling the zipper of her dress open. She felt his fingers on her skin and that only made her tighten her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. The feeling of his lips on hers felt so good, there were no words to describe it. It was like floating on a cloud, high in the sky, away from everyone. That’s what Bella felt when she was with Harry. She felt like she was in another world.
His mouth moved to the side of her neck, hot and sweet on her skin. God, it felt so wonderful. She began to undo the rest of his shirt buttons, running her fingernails down his tattooed torso. Bella heard him growl against her neck and it turned her on a great deal. She wanted him so badly. She needed him. His lips skimmed across her cheek before finally reaching hers, their tongues connecting. Bella sighed into the kiss, welcoming the taste of his mouth. She felt Harry part his lips and his warm fresh breath washed over her. It only increased her desire for him. His hands went behind her back and tugged at her dress, wanting to pull it off her. Bella obliged and helped him by letting the dress fall to the floor. Because the dress itself was figure-hugging, she didn’t need to wear a bra. All she was clothed in was a pair of black panties and she wasn’t nervous anymore. Harry knew her body all too well. His fingers stroked her bare thighs before gripping them in his hands, slowly breaking the kiss.
“Jump.” He whispered. Bella smiled and jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms wound around his neck. Harry kept a secure hold on her as their kissing resumed, hot and beautiful, her hands tangling his long glorious curls. It felt so good to kiss him again, to be his arms, ready to make love once again. All of Bella’s jewellery had disappeared from her body, apart from the engagement ring that sparkled on her finger. She deepened the kiss when Harry began to walk forwards. Within seconds, her back made contact with the wall. Bella feverishly pushed Harry’s shirt off his shoulders, the black fabric pooling onto the carpet. Her hands moved across his lean muscular shoulders before fisting in his hair again, opening her mouth for another kiss.
It had been almost seven weeks since they last had sex. Bella craved it tonight. She wanted to feel his body on top of hers, his arousal deep inside her, his hands making her feel things only his touch could do. Bella latched her teeth onto his bottom lip softly and pulled, making him moan. I love that sound… She smiled. Harry began to pant as his mouth began to explore her cleavage, kissing her all over. Bella tugged his face back to hers and crushed her lips against his, full of lust.
“Bed. The bed…” She trailed off but she didn’t need to say anything else. Harry pulled away from the wall and walked in the direction of the bed. Bella tightened her arms around his neck when they both fell down onto the large mattress. The sheets were soft on her naked skin and the feeling of Harry’s body hovering over hers turned her on a great deal. He pushed her up the bed so her head rested on the huge pillows, her long brown hair fanning out around her. Bella’s hands went to the button of his floral pants and undid it, pulling down the zipper.
“Off with the fucking pants.” Bella murmured, tucking her fingers into the waistband. Harry’s fingers joined hers and managed to pull the pants down to his thighs. Harry sat up and pulled them off his legs, letting Bella see his thigh tattoo, a beautiful tiger. He grinned at her sexily and crawled back on top of her, his lips exploring hers. Bella cupped his face in her hands, her fingers finding the curls at the nape of his neck. She knew exactly how hard to tug them to make him grunt and moan. She held onto him and rolled on top of him so their positions swapped over, miraculously never breaking the kiss.
Bella could feel his arousal straining through his boxers and it made her become wet. She quickly kissed all the way down his body before pulling his boxers off, letting his erection spring free. She took off her panties and came down on him, kissing him forcefully just as he slid inside her. She moved around against his hips, Harry’s hands touching the skin in between her breasts. Their lips broke apart and Bella rested her forehead against his, keeping her eyes closed as he pounded in and out of her. Fuck, that feels so good… I’ve wanted this for so long…
Suddenly, Harry was on top of her again, his lips pressed against hers in the most passionate manner. One of her arms was around his neck and the other one went around his back, her fingernails digging into his skin, titling her head up to welcome more of his brilliant kisses. Bella was never going to get enough of this. The way Harry made her feel was incredible. The way he made love to her was like nothing else. She had never felt a pleasure like it. Bella let out a small scream when she hit her peak, her orgasm exploding. She gasped while Harry grunted, kissing her warmly as his seed spilt into her. She didn’t want to be anywhere else. This was her home.
Harry was her home.
They lay in their post-coital bliss, naked bodies hot and limbs tangled together. Bella rested her head on Harry’s chest, her fingertips tracing his right swallow tattoo, while he stroked her hair, his palm on her skin every now and then.
“I thought you wanted to go slow tonight.” Bella chuckled.
“Well, when does that ever happen, beautiful?” Harry said, kissing her head. She knew he was smiling, she could hear it in his voice. Her left hand lay flat against his chest, the diamond on her new ring glittering beautifully.
“I still can’t believe we’re engaged.”
“I was so nervous to propose to you. I was worried you’d say no.”
Bella narrowed her eyes and raised her head from his chest to look at him.
“What?”
“We’re both so young. I just thought…you wouldn’t be ready to commit to marriage yet.” Harry said. Bella’s lips parted in surprise. She moved her left hand up to his cheek, making his eyes lock to hers.
“I love you and I want to be with you. Harry, by proposing to me, you have made me the happiest girl on this planet. I would say yes each time you asked me. I would say yes a million times.”
She stroked his cheek and smiled at him. She couldn’t believe Harry thought so negatively about his proposal. Bella couldn’t wait to be his wife and call him her husband. She knew he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life and she wanted the same. Bella couldn’t wait to plan her future with Harry. She couldn’t wait to build a life with him.
Harry’s smile mirrored hers and she leaned up to give him a kiss, her fingers tracing the curve of his jawline while his hands rested on her waist and on the back of her neck.
“I love you so much, Bella.” He whispered once the kiss was broken.
“I love you too, Harry. Always.” Bella said, her eyes sparkling with joy. Harry licked his lips and she saw his expression turn sultry, his pupils dilating.
“Ready for round two?” He smirked. Bella could only smile and nod and before she had a chance to do or say anything else, her fiancé was on top of her again, flashing his perfect white smile and kissing her, his hands turning her on again.
0*0
Harry's POV
He woke up the next morning an engaged man. He didn’t think he would be engaged this early in his life but he knew in his heart he wanted to marry Bella. He wanted to give her everything, not just as her boyfriend but as her husband.
Harry had to fly back home that evening because promotion for the album was getting fully underway. He had to re-join the boys, as much as he didn’t want to leave his beautiful fiancée, he had to. The second he had gone down on one knee, Harry had never felt more anxious in his entire life. There was the fear of being rejected, of her saying no, because there was the possibility of that happening. Fortunately, it hadn’t and there was going to be a Mrs. Harry Styles.
He spent the morning helping Bella move her belongings into the house. The media knew he was in Sydney but they didn’t know where he was exactly. He would like to keep it that way. Harry hadn’t told the boys or his family about Bella saying yes to his proposal. Bella had told her grandmother over the phone and Harry heard the sheer joy in the elderly woman’s voice. He had found Jane a very kind woman, considering she’d lost her husband to pancreatic cancer five years ago. She was a strong woman. For Harry, his engagement to Bella wasn’t the right subject to tell his family over the phone. He wanted to tell them face-to-face, if possible. It was ten minutes after noon and he had just finished packing his suitcase, when Bella brought up the subject of telling everyone.
“And when I say “everyone”, I mean the public.”
Harry stood by the window, overlooking the sunny view of the river. Bella was beside him, hugging her arms with her hands.
“We just got engaged, beautiful. You really want everyone to know now?”
“I’d rather have it be the two of us break the news now than paparazzi taking pictures of me with this ring on my finger when I’m out and about.” Bella stated confidently. He admired how certain she was. She hated being the centre of attention, Harry knew that, but he understood her statement. It should be us to tell everyone, not the media. He agreed.
“You got any ideas of how you want to let everyone know?” Harry asked. Bella turned to face him, her eyes even more beautiful since she had her hair tied back in a loose ponytail.
“I do but I’m not sure if you will approve of it.”
“Just tell me, Bella, it’s OK.” Harry reassured her. He wanted her to know that she could say anything or suggest anything to him. It wasn’t just his decision. They were in it together now.
“I would like to announce our engagement through Twitter.” Bella declared. Harry raised an eyebrow. She used to hate social media with a fire…Now she wants to use it to tell the whole world we’re getting married? Her face fell when she saw his expression.
“I knew it was a long shot…I’m sorry.”
“No, what are you talking about? I’m just…surprised, that’s all. If you think that’s the right way to tell everyone, then we’ll do it.” Harry pressed his hand to her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. He kissed her forehead and she placed her hand over his. This young woman was his life. Sure, Harry loved his family, his friends and his career but Bella was the one person he couldn’t see himself living without. He would be lost without her. To have her by his side was a pleasure. He loved everything about her, every side to her, every part of her, every piece of her body he had been allowed to taste many times. And her utter love to him was something Harry couldn’t do justice with words. It was way better than that. No words could describe how happy he felt, surrounded by her undying love for him. Harry knew one thing for certain. He was completely and irrevocably in love with Bella.
It was a simple way to reveal their engagement to the world. Harry snapped a picture of their hands joined together, Bella’s left one on top of his right, displaying the diamond ring. He posted the picture on Twitter, tagging Bella in the process, and added the caption: ‘The wedding bells are ringing’.
Harry and Bella smiled at each other before looking out of their new home, their arms around each other, excited to see what the future would hold for the two of them.
The house:
Bella's car:
You know I'll take you to another world
I'll build you up, I'll never stop
You know I'll take you to another world
Every day, in every way, oh
I'll lift you up, I'll never stop
You know I'll take you to another world
‘Another World’ – One Direction
Bella's POV
Her heart ceased to beat. She had never seen his eyes shine in such a way. She worried that her legs were about to give out. Her whole body was frozen in shock. Her eyes looked at the ring in the box. She couldn’t imagine how much it had cost. But it wasn’t the money involved that Bella cared about. It was the love embedded in that ring that mattered the most.
Bella had thought about marriage with Harry but she assumed it would not happen for another two or three years at least. Having a husband, even a fiancé, at age 20 was not something she had even considered a year ago. And now, she was being proposed to by an international superstar who had gotten dozens of marriage proposals over the past five years. And he wants to marry me? Bella quickly realised that he was waiting for her answer.
She removed her hand from her mouth and went down on her knees, looking into his eyes and gripped his hand tightly.
“Yes.” She whispered. Harry’s face lit up with the most enchanting smile. He looked so happy. He let go of her hand and gently took the ring out of its box. Bella felt his palm rest underneath hers as he held her left hand, slipping the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him even more tightly than she did when he was on the doorstep. Tears flowed from her eyes and she whispered “I love you” repeatedly in his ear. He said it back and she couldn’t be more in love with him.
“She said yes!” Bella heard her sister scream from behind her. There were cheers and clapping from her family but Bella didn’t turn around. She couldn’t let go of Harry. It was the best birthday surprise ever. There was no way she could say no, even if she wanted to. She wept with happiness. Her eyes snapped open when a certain thought entered her mind.
I’m going to be Mrs. Styles.
With Harry’s arms still around her, Bella got to her feet, holding her new fiancé like there was no tomorrow. She buried her face in his neck and continued to choke out sobs. I’m going to get married. Harry is going to be my husband. I’m going to be Harry’s wife. Her head had never been so crazy. If someone was to go into her mind, they would get lost in it. It was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
A hand swept across her cheek, bringing her head back. She saw his face for a single moment before his lips were pressed against hers in the most arduous kiss. Bella couldn’t control herself. She clung to him, melting into the feeling of his mouth on hers. She heard someone wolf-whistle but didn’t acknowledge it. Stop it, Dad! She thought. Her full attention was focused on Harry. The Harry Styles. First, her crush. Then, her boyfriend. Now, her fiancé. Soon, her husband.
“I think you’re supposed to save that for the wedding night, sweetheart.”
Her father’s comment made her (very reluctantly) break the kiss. She looked over her shoulder to mock-glare at her father. She removed her hands from Harry’s body and stared at the engagement ring on her finger. The diamond sparkled in the light, the band a simple silver with diamond-set shoulders. Bella knew she would never take it off. She didn’t even touch it. It was probably the most expensive thing she would ever wear on her body. She wiped her eyes to cut off the cascade of tears and finally found her voice again.
“Holy…it’s beautiful!”
“I hoped you would like it. But its beauty will never outshine yours, Bella.”
She looked up at Harry with a smile, who returned it. She would need time to process the fact that he was her fiancé. That they were going to be husband and wife sometime in the future. The first person she embraced was her mother while Ashley hugged Harry, gasping as she realised he was going to be her brother-in-law.
“My little girl, getting married…” Jo said as she hugged her eldest daughter.
“This is crazy, Mum. I can’t believe it.” Bella chuckled as her mother inspected the ring on her finger.
“I can’t imagine the price of this.”
“I don’t even want to think about it.” Bella shook her head.
Amanda was just as happy for Bella as much as her mother was. Bella was close with her, not just because she made her father happy, which was very important to her, but also because she was a very kind woman. Amanda wasn’t the stepmother from hell. She was the stepmother from heaven.
By the time Bella reached her father, her eyes were full of tears again. She didn’t think she had hugged her father so tightly before.
“Congratulations, Bells. I know Harry will treat you like a queen.” David said.
“He already does. I didn’t think you’d be so…pleased, Dad.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m so young. I didn’t think you would want to give me away at age 20.” Bella said.
“I couldn’t deny you a happy life with the man you love, Bells. What a crappy father I would be if I did. And after Harry asked me for my permission for your hand in marriage, I couldn’t say no.”
“Harry asked you?” Bella gasped. David nodded. She turned around and saw Harry wrapped in a hug from her mother. He kissed her cheek and smiled, thanking her for welcoming him into the family. He asked my dad? Wow, he really wants to marry me badly. She couldn’t stop the smile spreading across her face. She hugged her father again and laughed.
“I love you, Dad.”
“Love you too, Bells.” David kissed her forehead and rested his cheek on top of her head. Bella closed her eyes and smiled. I won’t be a Frost anymore. My last name will be Styles. She didn’t think about the band’s fans or if the media found out. She was relaxed celebrating her birthday and her engagement with her loving family.
The hug shared between Bella and Ashley was long and cosy but it was tight. Really tight. Bella hadto tell her sister that she was literally squeezing the air out of her lungs but laughed it off when Ashley apologised. Bella went back to Harry who welcomed her with a soft kiss, one more chaste than the one he gave her after they hugged.
“This is definitely the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten.” She smiled.
“It’s not the only one, beautiful.”
“How many more are there?”
“Two but technically, it can be counted as three.” Harry said, a cheeky glint in his eye. He had a thirst for her and she had a thirst for him. They both wanted each other. Three more presents? Well, he opened with a bang, that’s for sure!
“Three?! When do I get these said presents then?” The smile could not be wiped off her face.
“Now. But I’ll have to take you away for tonight. Is that alright?” Harry asked her parents, looking over her shoulder. Jo nodded and David grinned.
“She’s all yours, son.”
Please don’t be dirty, Dad. Please. But her father caught her pleading expression and smirked like an immature idiot. She shook her head at him and sighed. Harry’s hand suddenly pressed against the small of her back, her skin tingling from his touch.
“I’ll have her back tomorrow morning.” Harry said. Bella knew exactly what awaited for her tonight. Her body would be entangled with his as their lips kissed each other hotly and passionately, fingers touching and pupils dilated from arousal. Even just thinking about it made Bella’s cheeks turn pink.
0*0
A blindfold was placed over her eyes. She couldn’t see a thing. She had to use her other senses. Bella felt her hand wrapped inside Harry’s, her back comfortable in the car seat. She heard the sound of car wheels on the road and other cars moving past as they drove to an unknown location.
Bella wasn’t scared. She was excited. She trusted Harry. She felt him shift his position closer to her, his knee touching hers. Because she couldn’t see a thing, she jumped when his lips caressed the rounded tip of her ear. The noise that came out of her mouth was something between a gasp and a yelp. His sweet chuckle rumbled in her ears.
“Sexy…” His lips were now on her temple. She wanted nothing more than to rip off the blindfold and ride him in the fucking car right at this very moment. She longed to have him under her control. She wanted to have all the power.
“I wish you could see how red you’re turning.” Harry laughed. Bella snuggled up to him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. His cologne invaded her nostrils, its scent stronger since her sense of smell had been heightened because her sight had been taken away from her.
They had been in the car for roughly twenty-five minutes when they finally reached their destination. Both of them thanked the driver, which was one of Harry’s personal driver’s, and Harry helped her out of the car safely. A warm summer breeze whipped Bella’s hair around her shoulders and she heard the car drive away. She had no idea where she was or where she was standing. The darkness was too much. I need to fucking see! Then, Harry answered her request.
“So…the proposal was present one. Here’s present two.” She heard him say behind her and then, the blindfold fell away from her eyes. She blinked to adjust her vision and her mouth dropped open when she saw what was before her.
A large house with a five-storey layout stood tall in front of her. It was beautiful. Golden lights were on inside and she could hear the sound of water, coming from somewhere. He did not buy me this house? There’s no way! He can’t buy me a house! Did my parents know about this? Stars sparkled above them in the night sky, reflecting in her shocked eyes. A shadow danced across one side of her face when Harry came around to stand in front of her, a little to the side.
“This is… Harry! Explain.” Bella demanded, not taking her eyes off the house.
“I guess I should. You’re probably thinking I bought this house for you. That’s half-true. It is yours but it’s also mine. It’s ours.” Harry emphasised, weaving his fingers with hers. She briefly looked at him and licked her lips as more tears formed in her eyes. I’m crying too much tonight.
“Ours?” Bella repeated. Harry nodded.
“Ours. I knew I needed a place here close so every time I come to visit you, I could stay here instead of at a hotel. But when I’m gone, this is your house. And if you ever come with me to London, this will be our holiday home. It’s just you and I, beautiful.”
Just you and I…Just me and him… All alone in pure extravagance. She squeezed his hand and smiled at him widely. She took that one step closer and locked lips with him. Bella heard him sigh into the kiss which made her smile. Her hands tugged on his curly hair as her mouth opened to welcome his tongue. Both of them were fully aware they were standing on a public street but no-one was around so nothing disturbed their kiss.
“I love you, Harry. So much.” Bella whispered and hugged him for the tenth time that night.
“I love you too, Bella.” Harry kissed her cheek and swung her around in a circle. Once she had her feet back on the ground, she threw her hair behind her shoulder and looked around.
“Where are we anyway?”
“Hunters Hill.”
Still close to Newtown…He took that into consideration.
“I assume you’ve got all your stuff in the house but what about mine?”
“I’ll help you move in officially tomorrow morning. We’ll bring all your belongings here. Don’t worry about that right now, beautiful. Tonight, you’re mine.”
The way Harry said “mine” gave her shivers. But they were good shivers. He removed one arm from around her waist and placed it in the back pocket of his floral pants. Her eyes followed his movement as he pulled something out and holding it front of her face. It was a key. A key to her new home. Bella took it from him and kissed the corner of his mouth softly.
“You want to go inside?” Harry smiled.
“Let’s go.” Bella agreed and they walked up to the front door together. The sound of a lock clicking open had never been so exciting for Bella. She pushed the door open with Harry by her side and took her first step into her new home.
Everything was breathtaking. Everything was so modern. Everything was pristine. Everything was perfect. The five levels each held different rooms and accommodations as well as amazing views of Lane Cone River. That’s where the breeze was from. She told herself. The house was right on the waterfront where there was a private beach and a jetty. A sparkling pool was built into the front area with a green lawn just below with incredible landscaping designs. The lower levels were more private with several exquisite alfresco areas and a kitchen that was double the size of her bedroom, made from granite with the most expensive appliances. There were five bedrooms and four of them had walk-in wardrobes. There was a master suite with a Parisi bathtub big enough for two people. I wonder what mischief we will get up to in there… There was even a lift. A fucking lift. The fifth bedroom had a study attached to it which led to a secret courtyard perfect for privacy. There was Billiards room and a wine cellar that could hold over 1,000 bottles. A sauna and a gymnasium were just two more things that made Bella’s jaw drop.
The security system was extensive and high-tech. Harry was a celebrity, after all, so he would need security. But Bella wasn’t a celebrity. Just because she was dating one, or rather engaged to one, didn’t mean she was a celebrity herself. She was far from it. The lights turned on outside, shining off the pool’s surface, embracing the view of the river.
“This is ridiculous.” She said, walking past one of the many couches and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. Bella felt inferior to the house. She was so small inside it. A five-storey house for two people?! There was so much space, including rooms for abundant storage. I could get lost in here…
“What’s ridiculous?”
Bella turned her body to the side and stared at Harry, laughing with shock.
“This! All this! This is complete luxury, Harry! I don’t belong in a house like this. I’m so ordinary.”
“Don’t ever say you’re ordinary, Bella. You’re far from it. You’re the most wonderful girl I’ve ever met. You are my beautiful angel. I know this house is a shock to you but you’ll get used to it, I promise.” Harry said. Bella looked back out of the window and took it all in. she forced herself to believe it was real where she was. That she wasn’t dreaming that Harry was here, that she was engaged and that the huge house was her home. It was her fiancé’s hand on her waist that made her believe it was all reality.
“It’s time for presents three and four, love.”
Bella let Harry lead her down to the double garage. After they descended the stairs, he told her to close her eyes. She did and for the second time that night, she couldn’t see anything. Harry pulled her along, the sounds of their footsteps echoing around the garage. They walked for less than a minute before Harry told her to stop.
“No peeking.” His voice was smooth and beautiful. His hand disappeared from her body and she heard the sound of his boots on the hard floor. Why are we in the garage? Don’t tell me… No, he couldn’t have… Her arms were still by her sides, her fingernails digging into her soft palms.
“Open your eyes, beautiful.”
She did it slowly but the time she took to open her eyes didn’t delay her reaction. Her hand went over her mouth when she saw the BMW 6 Series Convertible, its colour a gorgeous red. First, an engagement ring. Second, a lavish five-story house. And now third, a car. Harry leaned against the bonnet, his forearms resting on it behind him. Damn those fucking floral pants! He looks too good in them!
“I knew you wanted your own car so I boug-”
Bella didn’t let him finish. She rushed over to him and stopped his talking with a kiss that made her heart flutter like a racing butterfly. She wanted to take him right there on the bonnet of the car. Her hands traced routes all over his body, from his hair down to his hips. It was a full 90 seconds before she removed her lips from his mouth. Bella looked up at him to see he had a smile on his face and his eyes were joyful.
“Well…I wasn’t expecting that.” He chuckled. She stepped back and walked around the car, her hand stroking the edge of the windscreen, all the way back to the boot. She looked at Harry who still stood in front of the bonnet. I’ve got a fucking convertible!
“Harry…you’re spoiling me far too much. I’m only 20! What are you going to do when I turn 21…?” She sighed.
“I’ll do more.” He said.
“Nothing can beat today, Harry. I’ve turned 20, gotten engaged, gotten a house and received a car. This is what a dream is made of.”
“There’s one more present, Bella. Look in the back seat.” Harry gestured with his head. Curious, Bella walked around the side of the car and peered down into the back seat. Something was on it. She leaned over to take a closer look at it. It was a framed drawing. But it wasn’t just any drawing. It was a drawing of her. It was an almost side-view profile of her face, the pencilled sketch fraught with perfect detail. The strands of dark hair falling around her face as she looked to the side, her eyes shaded in to resemble her dark hazel irises. Her smile was bright and her lips were full. Bella picked up the drawing and stared at it. It looks exactly like me! Did he draw this? The answer to her question was a small poem written on the paper next to her face. There was no mistaking Harry’s handwriting.
Bella, my beautiful girl,
You light up my life,
Just as bright as a pearl,
And I can’t wait to call you my wife.
Her lips pressed together and her jaw tightened. Great. He can sing, play the piano, draw, write poetry. All the qualities of a true romantic.
“This is amazing, Harry. I didn’t know you could draw.” Bella said with a smile.
“It’s a passion of mine I’ve kept hidden. But since the boys and I are going on a break, I’ll have some time to fulfil it.” Harry responded.
“How did you have time to draw this? I don’t even recognise the picture.”
“I took a photo of you on my phone when you came to London way back in April. You were looking out of the window after I told a stupid joke. I had to capture the moment because it was too beautiful and I couldn’t let it pass. As for drawing it, I did it at the beginning of October.”
“Right in the middle of the UK tour?” Bella breathed.
“Just before the two shows we did in Manchester. I locked myself in my hotel room after our sound checks and drew you. This is how you look to me and I want you to believe that.” Harry said, grasping the edge of the frame with his right hand.
“I believe it now, Harry.” Bella stared up at him. She had received her presents but there was another one standing next to her, begging to be unwrapped and he didn’t even know it. She wanted to peel each piece of clothing off his body, marvel at the skin underneath and take him in her mouth. Who wouldn’t?
Bella raised her hand and undid the fourth button of his black shirt (the first three were already open). She felt the warmth of his skin radiate off him like a flame. Harry looked at his chest then to her, a smile growing on his kissable lips.
“Eager, are we?” He smirked.
“Yes. I want you right now.” Bella demanded.
“Well, your wish will be granted.” Harry whispered with a sultry tone. The framed drawing fell down into the car seat and the couple started kissing like it was their last day on Earth. The touching intensified and if they weren’t careful, they would end up having sex on the garage floor. But that didn’t happen. It was a long time before Harry pulled back and took her hand, running up the stairs to the biggest bedroom in the house, both of them giggling like teenagers.
0*0
“Stop, love. Stop…” He whispered as her lips attacked his neck, her hands pressed against his tattooed body. Bella opened her eyes and pulled back with a hurt look in her eyes. Harry gave her a reassuring smile and rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs.
“Let’s just…take it slow. I want to savour you, relish you, make love to you gently.”
She stared up at him and nodded slowly as Harry placed his fingers underneath her chin, titling her head up and letting him claim her lips. Bella let Harry take hold of her wrists and place her arms around his neck while his arms wrapped around her back, pulling the zipper of her dress open. She felt his fingers on her skin and that only made her tighten her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. The feeling of his lips on hers felt so good, there were no words to describe it. It was like floating on a cloud, high in the sky, away from everyone. That’s what Bella felt when she was with Harry. She felt like she was in another world.
His mouth moved to the side of her neck, hot and sweet on her skin. God, it felt so wonderful. She began to undo the rest of his shirt buttons, running her fingernails down his tattooed torso. Bella heard him growl against her neck and it turned her on a great deal. She wanted him so badly. She needed him. His lips skimmed across her cheek before finally reaching hers, their tongues connecting. Bella sighed into the kiss, welcoming the taste of his mouth. She felt Harry part his lips and his warm fresh breath washed over her. It only increased her desire for him. His hands went behind her back and tugged at her dress, wanting to pull it off her. Bella obliged and helped him by letting the dress fall to the floor. Because the dress itself was figure-hugging, she didn’t need to wear a bra. All she was clothed in was a pair of black panties and she wasn’t nervous anymore. Harry knew her body all too well. His fingers stroked her bare thighs before gripping them in his hands, slowly breaking the kiss.
“Jump.” He whispered. Bella smiled and jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms wound around his neck. Harry kept a secure hold on her as their kissing resumed, hot and beautiful, her hands tangling his long glorious curls. It felt so good to kiss him again, to be his arms, ready to make love once again. All of Bella’s jewellery had disappeared from her body, apart from the engagement ring that sparkled on her finger. She deepened the kiss when Harry began to walk forwards. Within seconds, her back made contact with the wall. Bella feverishly pushed Harry’s shirt off his shoulders, the black fabric pooling onto the carpet. Her hands moved across his lean muscular shoulders before fisting in his hair again, opening her mouth for another kiss.
It had been almost seven weeks since they last had sex. Bella craved it tonight. She wanted to feel his body on top of hers, his arousal deep inside her, his hands making her feel things only his touch could do. Bella latched her teeth onto his bottom lip softly and pulled, making him moan. I love that sound… She smiled. Harry began to pant as his mouth began to explore her cleavage, kissing her all over. Bella tugged his face back to hers and crushed her lips against his, full of lust.
“Bed. The bed…” She trailed off but she didn’t need to say anything else. Harry pulled away from the wall and walked in the direction of the bed. Bella tightened her arms around his neck when they both fell down onto the large mattress. The sheets were soft on her naked skin and the feeling of Harry’s body hovering over hers turned her on a great deal. He pushed her up the bed so her head rested on the huge pillows, her long brown hair fanning out around her. Bella’s hands went to the button of his floral pants and undid it, pulling down the zipper.
“Off with the fucking pants.” Bella murmured, tucking her fingers into the waistband. Harry’s fingers joined hers and managed to pull the pants down to his thighs. Harry sat up and pulled them off his legs, letting Bella see his thigh tattoo, a beautiful tiger. He grinned at her sexily and crawled back on top of her, his lips exploring hers. Bella cupped his face in her hands, her fingers finding the curls at the nape of his neck. She knew exactly how hard to tug them to make him grunt and moan. She held onto him and rolled on top of him so their positions swapped over, miraculously never breaking the kiss.
Bella could feel his arousal straining through his boxers and it made her become wet. She quickly kissed all the way down his body before pulling his boxers off, letting his erection spring free. She took off her panties and came down on him, kissing him forcefully just as he slid inside her. She moved around against his hips, Harry’s hands touching the skin in between her breasts. Their lips broke apart and Bella rested her forehead against his, keeping her eyes closed as he pounded in and out of her. Fuck, that feels so good… I’ve wanted this for so long…
Suddenly, Harry was on top of her again, his lips pressed against hers in the most passionate manner. One of her arms was around his neck and the other one went around his back, her fingernails digging into his skin, titling her head up to welcome more of his brilliant kisses. Bella was never going to get enough of this. The way Harry made her feel was incredible. The way he made love to her was like nothing else. She had never felt a pleasure like it. Bella let out a small scream when she hit her peak, her orgasm exploding. She gasped while Harry grunted, kissing her warmly as his seed spilt into her. She didn’t want to be anywhere else. This was her home.
Harry was her home.
They lay in their post-coital bliss, naked bodies hot and limbs tangled together. Bella rested her head on Harry’s chest, her fingertips tracing his right swallow tattoo, while he stroked her hair, his palm on her skin every now and then.
“I thought you wanted to go slow tonight.” Bella chuckled.
“Well, when does that ever happen, beautiful?” Harry said, kissing her head. She knew he was smiling, she could hear it in his voice. Her left hand lay flat against his chest, the diamond on her new ring glittering beautifully.
“I still can’t believe we’re engaged.”
“I was so nervous to propose to you. I was worried you’d say no.”
Bella narrowed her eyes and raised her head from his chest to look at him.
“What?”
“We’re both so young. I just thought…you wouldn’t be ready to commit to marriage yet.” Harry said. Bella’s lips parted in surprise. She moved her left hand up to his cheek, making his eyes lock to hers.
“I love you and I want to be with you. Harry, by proposing to me, you have made me the happiest girl on this planet. I would say yes each time you asked me. I would say yes a million times.”
She stroked his cheek and smiled at him. She couldn’t believe Harry thought so negatively about his proposal. Bella couldn’t wait to be his wife and call him her husband. She knew he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life and she wanted the same. Bella couldn’t wait to plan her future with Harry. She couldn’t wait to build a life with him.
Harry’s smile mirrored hers and she leaned up to give him a kiss, her fingers tracing the curve of his jawline while his hands rested on her waist and on the back of her neck.
“I love you so much, Bella.” He whispered once the kiss was broken.
“I love you too, Harry. Always.” Bella said, her eyes sparkling with joy. Harry licked his lips and she saw his expression turn sultry, his pupils dilating.
“Ready for round two?” He smirked. Bella could only smile and nod and before she had a chance to do or say anything else, her fiancé was on top of her again, flashing his perfect white smile and kissing her, his hands turning her on again.
0*0
Harry's POV
He woke up the next morning an engaged man. He didn’t think he would be engaged this early in his life but he knew in his heart he wanted to marry Bella. He wanted to give her everything, not just as her boyfriend but as her husband.
Harry had to fly back home that evening because promotion for the album was getting fully underway. He had to re-join the boys, as much as he didn’t want to leave his beautiful fiancée, he had to. The second he had gone down on one knee, Harry had never felt more anxious in his entire life. There was the fear of being rejected, of her saying no, because there was the possibility of that happening. Fortunately, it hadn’t and there was going to be a Mrs. Harry Styles.
He spent the morning helping Bella move her belongings into the house. The media knew he was in Sydney but they didn’t know where he was exactly. He would like to keep it that way. Harry hadn’t told the boys or his family about Bella saying yes to his proposal. Bella had told her grandmother over the phone and Harry heard the sheer joy in the elderly woman’s voice. He had found Jane a very kind woman, considering she’d lost her husband to pancreatic cancer five years ago. She was a strong woman. For Harry, his engagement to Bella wasn’t the right subject to tell his family over the phone. He wanted to tell them face-to-face, if possible. It was ten minutes after noon and he had just finished packing his suitcase, when Bella brought up the subject of telling everyone.
“And when I say “everyone”, I mean the public.”
Harry stood by the window, overlooking the sunny view of the river. Bella was beside him, hugging her arms with her hands.
“We just got engaged, beautiful. You really want everyone to know now?”
“I’d rather have it be the two of us break the news now than paparazzi taking pictures of me with this ring on my finger when I’m out and about.” Bella stated confidently. He admired how certain she was. She hated being the centre of attention, Harry knew that, but he understood her statement. It should be us to tell everyone, not the media. He agreed.
“You got any ideas of how you want to let everyone know?” Harry asked. Bella turned to face him, her eyes even more beautiful since she had her hair tied back in a loose ponytail.
“I do but I’m not sure if you will approve of it.”
“Just tell me, Bella, it’s OK.” Harry reassured her. He wanted her to know that she could say anything or suggest anything to him. It wasn’t just his decision. They were in it together now.
“I would like to announce our engagement through Twitter.” Bella declared. Harry raised an eyebrow. She used to hate social media with a fire…Now she wants to use it to tell the whole world we’re getting married? Her face fell when she saw his expression.
“I knew it was a long shot…I’m sorry.”
“No, what are you talking about? I’m just…surprised, that’s all. If you think that’s the right way to tell everyone, then we’ll do it.” Harry pressed his hand to her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. He kissed her forehead and she placed her hand over his. This young woman was his life. Sure, Harry loved his family, his friends and his career but Bella was the one person he couldn’t see himself living without. He would be lost without her. To have her by his side was a pleasure. He loved everything about her, every side to her, every part of her, every piece of her body he had been allowed to taste many times. And her utter love to him was something Harry couldn’t do justice with words. It was way better than that. No words could describe how happy he felt, surrounded by her undying love for him. Harry knew one thing for certain. He was completely and irrevocably in love with Bella.
It was a simple way to reveal their engagement to the world. Harry snapped a picture of their hands joined together, Bella’s left one on top of his right, displaying the diamond ring. He posted the picture on Twitter, tagging Bella in the process, and added the caption: ‘The wedding bells are ringing’.
Harry and Bella smiled at each other before looking out of their new home, their arms around each other, excited to see what the future would hold for the two of them.
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Notes
HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP! I’M ON THE FIRST POPULAR PAGE! WOW, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH! YOU ARE SO AMAZING!I updated so quickly because I discovered I was on the No.1 popular page! Thought I would give you guys a treat for being such incredible people!
I. Want. This. Damn. House. And. This. Damn. Car. But unfortunately, I do not have the money to get either *sobs* I also want Harry to be my birthday present this year but unfortunately, that’s not going to happen either :P Oops, sorry for my rambling! Another update to come on Wednesday :)
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