Nothing At All
Epilogue
Rose’s POV
Dear Harry,
I once remember thinking that writing letters was a pretty romantic way to show someone you care about them and now looking back at the three years of our relationship they were what brought us together. The letters we wrote to each other at the beginning of our relationship are something that has become just a daily habit in my opinion. This is probably the sixth draft of this letter I’m writing to you and I still can’t express the right words to show you how much I care and the news I have to share with you.
Being married to you is something that has changed my life completely in the best way possible. You are the one who has opened my eyes to many different things. You’ve been the one to make me see that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. You always tell me that I was your light but you were mine. When we first started talking, I was lost. I had no clue what made me Rosemarie. I was just lost. I was a partier who was spiraling out of control until my mother packed us up and moved us all the way to London, England. I soon became the polar opposite of what I was and became basically a homebody. Then we started talking, and not the whole sling insults at each other. We actually got to know each other and that’s when I started developing feelings for your crazy ass. I don’t know if it was your boyish charm or the unruly curly brown hair but it was something Street Rat. You made me realize that I could be a mixture of my normal nerdy self and my partier day self and I thank you for that. I also thank you for helping with my relationship with my mom. Without you making me realize that we both needed each other I probably wouldn’t have been on the best terms with my mom.
Then we have the whole kidnapping incident. I know you always think that it was your fault that it happened but trust me love, it started a long time ago. I was the one who actually started it and I was the one who had to finish it. We had only been together for about a total of two weeks but when I was in your childhood home I knew I loved you. It wasn’t looking at what and how you grew up but it was me knowing that I might have never gotten to see you again. I would have never gotten to kiss your lips or hear you laugh at something you found funny. It made me realize that life was too short to not tell the people you care about that you loved them. Hence why I did it when I called you. Then after you found me and saved me from Will you pushed me away again and that was okay. I actually understood why you did it. You wanted to protect me like you always do and I did the same for you guys. That’s why I wrote the letters and disappeared until the giant fight. I was protecting you guys from the wrath of Simon. We then have the recovery after the fight. I do have to thank you for taking me to every physical therapy and doctor appointment I had. You were my cheerleader and I know without you I probably wouldn’t be where I am today.
After recovering, you decided to continue to be my idiot in tin foil and you proposed. You came up with the elaborate plan and popped the question on our vacation when we went to visit my dad in the states. You were a sneaky little one having been talking to my dad for the three months before we went to go visit. You even asked his permission to marry me which was something I thank you for and showed him that you were serious about us. I loved that you had planned a homemade dinner at my dad's house for the two of us and we got interrupted by my grandparents. I remember you were so upset that they ruined the surprise when they asked if you had proposed. I thought that it was really cute that you were embarrassed when they started realizing that they ruined the surprise. It proved to me that you really did care about us and that you wanted to have everything perfect for me. But when have we ever had anything that was perfect in our relationship? We then had a year to plan what we wanted to be very small and intimate wedding. However our wedding ended up not being intimate or small at all after we invited all of our friends and family. It was one of the best nights I have ever experienced and I will always be proud to call you my husband and for me to be called your wife. You are a great husband and a great partner.
Now we come to my news that I must share for you. Today marks our four year anniversary and our third marriage anniversary. Normally normal couples share presents and go on elaborate dinners but of course we’re not normal and we write letters to each other and have our presents in our hands when we’re done reading. Well, my present isn’t exactly going to be in my hands when you finish reading this. My present to you is actually growing in my stomach as we speak. Yes babe we are finally pregnant. We’re going to have a little Styles running around soon love. Surprise and Happy Anniversary my love.
With all my love,
Rosemarie Styles
Dear Harry,
I once remember thinking that writing letters was a pretty romantic way to show someone you care about them and now looking back at the three years of our relationship they were what brought us together. The letters we wrote to each other at the beginning of our relationship are something that has become just a daily habit in my opinion. This is probably the sixth draft of this letter I’m writing to you and I still can’t express the right words to show you how much I care and the news I have to share with you.
Being married to you is something that has changed my life completely in the best way possible. You are the one who has opened my eyes to many different things. You’ve been the one to make me see that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. You always tell me that I was your light but you were mine. When we first started talking, I was lost. I had no clue what made me Rosemarie. I was just lost. I was a partier who was spiraling out of control until my mother packed us up and moved us all the way to London, England. I soon became the polar opposite of what I was and became basically a homebody. Then we started talking, and not the whole sling insults at each other. We actually got to know each other and that’s when I started developing feelings for your crazy ass. I don’t know if it was your boyish charm or the unruly curly brown hair but it was something Street Rat. You made me realize that I could be a mixture of my normal nerdy self and my partier day self and I thank you for that. I also thank you for helping with my relationship with my mom. Without you making me realize that we both needed each other I probably wouldn’t have been on the best terms with my mom.
Then we have the whole kidnapping incident. I know you always think that it was your fault that it happened but trust me love, it started a long time ago. I was the one who actually started it and I was the one who had to finish it. We had only been together for about a total of two weeks but when I was in your childhood home I knew I loved you. It wasn’t looking at what and how you grew up but it was me knowing that I might have never gotten to see you again. I would have never gotten to kiss your lips or hear you laugh at something you found funny. It made me realize that life was too short to not tell the people you care about that you loved them. Hence why I did it when I called you. Then after you found me and saved me from Will you pushed me away again and that was okay. I actually understood why you did it. You wanted to protect me like you always do and I did the same for you guys. That’s why I wrote the letters and disappeared until the giant fight. I was protecting you guys from the wrath of Simon. We then have the recovery after the fight. I do have to thank you for taking me to every physical therapy and doctor appointment I had. You were my cheerleader and I know without you I probably wouldn’t be where I am today.
After recovering, you decided to continue to be my idiot in tin foil and you proposed. You came up with the elaborate plan and popped the question on our vacation when we went to visit my dad in the states. You were a sneaky little one having been talking to my dad for the three months before we went to go visit. You even asked his permission to marry me which was something I thank you for and showed him that you were serious about us. I loved that you had planned a homemade dinner at my dad's house for the two of us and we got interrupted by my grandparents. I remember you were so upset that they ruined the surprise when they asked if you had proposed. I thought that it was really cute that you were embarrassed when they started realizing that they ruined the surprise. It proved to me that you really did care about us and that you wanted to have everything perfect for me. But when have we ever had anything that was perfect in our relationship? We then had a year to plan what we wanted to be very small and intimate wedding. However our wedding ended up not being intimate or small at all after we invited all of our friends and family. It was one of the best nights I have ever experienced and I will always be proud to call you my husband and for me to be called your wife. You are a great husband and a great partner.
Now we come to my news that I must share for you. Today marks our four year anniversary and our third marriage anniversary. Normally normal couples share presents and go on elaborate dinners but of course we’re not normal and we write letters to each other and have our presents in our hands when we’re done reading. Well, my present isn’t exactly going to be in my hands when you finish reading this. My present to you is actually growing in my stomach as we speak. Yes babe we are finally pregnant. We’re going to have a little Styles running around soon love. Surprise and Happy Anniversary my love.
With all my love,
Rosemarie Styles
10/27/13