@onedirection1022 here you go! I hope you like it!:)
I sighed. Today was not my day. It had just started to snow, and it happened to be September(Cue the girlish squeals of "Just like in Summer Love!") because there was an awkward cold front coming in, my wifi was cutting in and out, I was quite literally having the worst cramps in the world, and the heating system was not agreeing with me. I got off of the couch and got my laptop from my room. I quickly checked my emails.
One message from- Modest Management. I rolled my eyes, ignoring the message, and logged into Twitter.
Instantly, I was bombarded with tweets saying "I hate you." "Harry is mine! Back off!" "Go die in a hole, you freak. Harry deserves way better than you." I cringed, feeling a little burn in my chest. No matter what I did, I could never please all of the fans.
One tweet was longer than the rest. It read: "Guys, shut the heck up! What in heavens name did Cassidie do to you?! It's not her fault she more gorgeous than all of us combined, and she she looks like an angel! It's her amazing parents fault for her gorgeous looks. And are you seriously all angry because Harry loves her? Be happy for Harry, he has a wonderful girl in his life that makes him absolutely joyful! I personally love her stinkin' guts and think she deserves everything. And they're not ROmances, they're called BROmances, as in bros and best friends, so stop all this Larry shizz. I love you Cassidie, and I hope the jerks come to their senses! xx" I instantly like and retweeted it, then went and followed the girl. A faint smile played across my lips.
"YOU HAVE A TEXT OMG YOU SHOULD TOTALLY OPEN IT AND READ IT AND THEN YOU SHOULD *GASP* REPLY!!" Rang out through my flat. My ringtone, what a unique one it was at that. I threw the laptop down next to me and ran to my bedroom. After digging through the blankets on the floor, I found my iPhone.
One new message from- Peter Pan, Your Cupcake Boyfriend
I giggled at the contact name and opened the message.
"Aye babe. Whatcha up to?"
I replied-"dying. internally and externally. today has literally sucked. xx"
"Aww, sorry! That's not good:( I love you!!"
"now I feel a lil better...:)"
"Good xx I LOVE MY ANGEL LOTS AND LOTS!!!!<3"
"aww, Harry:) thanks babe, love ya more"
I pulled my laptop back onto my lap when I reached the couch again. "Guys, Harry was at the Columbus Airport today... I LIVE IN COLUMBUS!!!!" one tweet said. It had been posted 7 hours ago. My brow furrowed as I adjusted my jacket. "Harry at the airport...?" I murmured to myself. Harry was still on tour, and he was for the next month. Sure, he came to visit me every few months when he as a break or a couple days off, but he told me every time.
Detouring to Google, a search of "Harry Styles Columbus Airport September 20th" proved the tweet correct.
"Harry Styles, member of the world's largest boy band, was reportedly seen at the Columbus Airport yesterday. Rumor has it that he-" My laptop screen flashed a message- PLEASE CONNECT TO THE INTERNET. "Stupid wifi!" I screamed and shoved the laptop onto the couch.
I sigh and fixed my beanie on my head.
It was only 11am. So I had time to kill before lunch. I grabbed the remote and flipped on Psych, my favourite TV show.
I got another text from Harry soon after:
One new message from- Peter Pan, Your Cupcake Boyfriend
"The boys say hi and give their love. I'm bored."
I smiled and reply
"too bad you arent here to play kiss tag with;P xx"
"I know, too bad;)"
"i miss and love you baby. watching psych, what about you? xx"
"Long car rides suck. I miss and love you even more. Gotta go babe, bye!"
I cringed as my tummy churned. I groaned and laid down on the couch, pulling the blanket I had brought from my room earlier over my shivering body. A little tear slipped from my eyes as I squeezed my eyes closed. "Oh Harry, my Peter Pan, my cupcake, I love you. I miss you. But I love you so much more." I switched the TV off and continued to quietly cry.
To ease my pain and longing for Harry, I went to my coat closet. On a hanger in the front, there was a thin, grey and black hoodie. I quickly slipped it over my head and onto my body. Pulling the sleeves down past my hands, I went back to the couch and lay, basking in my sorrow and loneliness.
Suddenly, I heard a door squeak. My eyes shot open. I didn't have any pets, and I wasn't expecting anyone. It was Thursday, my day off from work, people, and life in general.
I got up and walked to my kitchen, my little safe haven. I heard some shuffling of feet, and it definitely was NOT my own. My mind started racing.
Out of the blue, to hands wrapped around my mouth and my eyes. After less than a moment of shock, I screamed into the hand, then bit a finger. My would-be kidnapper, because I'm sure that's what he was doing, screamed in pain and released me, holding his finger gingerly. I turned around and gasped, then slapped and kicked at the man.
Harry Styles, my boyfriend of 4 years and famous boy bander who was SUPPOSED to be on tour, was curled up on the kitchen tile, holding his hand to his chest and blocking my blows. "I flippin hate you Harry! I hate your stinkin' guts and you deserves every bruise you'll get from this! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN OR THE CONSEQUENCE WILL BE MUCH WORSE, YOU HEAR?!" After a few more kicks and hits, I stopped.
I stared at Harry, who was examining his arms and legs. "Oh, oh my g-gosh. Harry, you-you're here. You're in my house. In my kitchen. Oh my-" I flung myself on the ground and wrapped my arms around him. I think he must've been in shock, he waited to enfold me in a hug for a few moments. I started to cry into Harry's chest, I have never been happier to see the curly haired boy.
"H-Harry, I didn't mean it. I could never hate you, only love you!! I missed you so much. I love you I love you I love you!" I sobbed into his chest. Harry easily scooped me up and walked my over to the couch. We lay on the couch for what felt like hours, holding each other and embracing the fact that we were together.
After I felt like I could cry no more, I sat up higher and took Harry's face in my hands and kisses him. I kissed Harry so deeply and with such exquisite passion, but it was full of love and happiness. Harry pulled away and adjusted my beanie.
"My sweet Cassidie. How are you love?" I nodded and answered, "Good, but I've missed you so much, it's just crazy! And you, why aren't you on tour?! You have like a month left," I asked him, confused. Harry's eyes twinkled. "The last few shows aren't for a week, so I decided to come visit my love. Is that a bad thing? Maybe I'll just go back-" Harry started to stand.
I shrieked and grabbed at his arm. "No Harry, please! Don't leave me!" Harry's face turned to a mix of love and adoration. "I'd never leave you."
I stood up and walked to the window. In the 45 minutes Harry had been home, the snowing had become heavy and hard. "Harry, I think we're snowed in!" I said as I realized that the snow was up to half the window, which was about 6 feet off the ground.
Harry cursed under his breath and sighed. "Well that sucks. Now I have to do it here..." I turned around to look at him, confused. "Harry...?"
Harry grabbed my hand and got down on one knee. He pulled a little box out of his pocket. Inside was a ring, the most gorgeous ring I'd ever laid eyes on.
"Cassidie Marie, I love you. I love everything about you. You are perfect in my eyes. Every morning I wake up, looking forward to see your gorgeous face. I know this might be hard because of my work, but I will do anything for you to make you happy. Now Cassidie, will you be the Wendy to my Peter? Will be the sprinkles to my cupcake? Will you be the Cassidie to my Harry? Cassidie Marie, will you marry me?"
The whole time I was standing in shock, my heart twisting and churning, my mind racing. After a moment, I nodded my head and tears filled my eyes once again. "Yes. Harry Edward Styles, I will marry you. I love you so much Harry."
*I didn't know your middle name, so I just did a random one. Do you like it?:)
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