Hello, all! I decided to try and make little imagines here and there.
Advanced Warning: This one is my first so it's quite corny - but leave me some feedback. Should I write more?
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MC Name: Pamela
1D Boy: Harry
Occasion: Rainy winter day at home
P.O.V. : Omniscient
"Baby, do you want some tea or hot chocolate?" Pamela calls out to Harry, who is laying on one of the couches in the living room.
"Tea baby!" Harry screams out to his girlfriend.
Minutes later, Pam comes into the living room with two cups in her hand. A hot chocolate for her, and a tea for Harry.
"Thank you my love." Harry says to Pam as she hands him his cup and bends over to kiss him on the lips.
"You're welcome, cutie." She responds and takes a seat next to Harry who is now sitting up on the couch.
The lights in the apartment are knocked out as thunder is heard throughout the entire apartment.
Pamela shrieks out of terror.
"Sh, it's ok, baby." Harry turns on his phone, as a source of light, and grabs the cup from Pamela's hand and places both of the cups on top of the nearby table.
"Come here princess." Harry reaches out for Pamela's hand and once he gets a hold of it, he slowly pulls her closer to him. "It's ok. I'm here, baby. I'm here."
Harry whispers into his girlfriends ear.
"I'm scared, Harry." Pamela says nervously while covering her eyes with her hands.
"It's ok, baby, the lights will be back on in no time." Harry rubs Pamela's shoulders in an attempt to calm her.
"Promise?" Pam moves closer to Harry's chest, and Harry tightens his grip on her.
"I promise, pumpkin." He kisses the top of her head. "Hey, tell you what. How about we play a game while we wait for the lights to come back on?" Harry suggests.
"A game?" Pamela asks in confusion. "What game?"
"Well, we can play the whatever word comes to your head first game." Harry chuckles.
"Whatever word comes to your head first game? Did you just make that up?" Pamela giggles.
"No. Not at all." Harry laughs. "Maybe."
"How do you play this so called whatever word comes to your head first game?"
"Well, I say a word, and you say the first word or words that comes to your mind, and based on whatever you say, I say whatever word first comes to my mind. Get it?" Harry does his best to explain the Whatever word comes to your head first game.
Pamela laughs, clearly becoming more comfortable with the darkness that surrounds them.
"Start it off then." Pamela says.
"Ok." Harry says. "Hm. Candy."
"Sugar."
"Bad."
"Good."
"Food."
"Chicken."
"Vegetables."
"Healthy."
"Apples." Harry responds quickly.
"Harry." Pamela shoots back.
"Loves Pamela." Harry slightly laughs.
"Pamela loves Harry more." She laughs.
"Harry loves Pamela way more than Pamela loves Harry."
"Pamela loves Harry more than Harry loves Pamela because Pamela loves Harry ten times more than Harry loves Pamela." Pamela says.
"Harry loves Pamela way more than Pamela loves Harry because Harry loves Pamela twenty times more than Pamela loves Harry. Harry also loves Pamela more than Pamela loves Harry because Harry wants Pamela to marry him although he doesn't have a ring right now."
"W-what?" Pamela says in shock.
"Will you?" Harry asks and gets up from the couch.
The lights come back on. "Will you marry me? I promise to get you a ring tomorrow, I just want an answer now." Harry gets down on one knee and looks at Pamela as he smiles.
"Oh my goodness! Y-yes. Yes!" Pamela screams out, and Harry gets up and begins kissing his now fiancé, Pamela.
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