Don't Let Me Go [h.s.] [ON HOLD]

1 / Don't Let Go

August 20

Harmony's POV

The red carpet premiere for This Is Us is huge. It's only been three days ever since Harry and I got engaged and these past three days have been amazing.

We haven't planned anything yet, we were barely writing down the guest list but things were going very well with our engagement.

It's been all over the news. Literally every time I'd turn on the tv or go online, we'd always be on the screen or trending.

Lots of fans have been congratulating us and some weren't so happy about it.

I was upset for a few seconds when I read their comments before thinking, so what if they don't like it? I'm happy and he's happy and that's all that matters.

So I ignored all the hate and focused on the positives, and there way more positives and one negative to our news.

Harry thought the same and we barely went on our phones now due to the negative comments and the spams we were getting our social networks.

Instead we spent our time together or with his family. Everyone knew the day after Anne and Robin found out and we've been getting many calls and visits from Harry's family members.

The hardest part to our engagement news was my brother. I remembered how surprised I was when he called me about the topic.

* Flashback *

Harry and I had finished eating and were washing our plates in the sink in his mother's kitchen after pleading her that we could wash our dishes ourselves.

It took five minutes before she let us off the cook and continued to watch a comedy show on tv.

"They reacted well to the news don't you think?" Harry asked as he washed the dishes and I dried them with a cloth.

"Yeah." I agreed, and the butterflies in my stomach bloomed just thinking about our future wedding.

"How do you think your brother will react?"

The question made the butterflies fly away and were replaced by imaginary bomb explosions going off in my ears.

Crap, I totally forgot.

"Is it bad that I totally forgot about my brother?" I asked.

Harry chuckled, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to him before caressing my cheek with one of his hands. "No, it's not. I kind of forgot about him, too until after I proposed."

"After you proposed?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't you mean after I proposed?"

Harry shook his head. "Nope."

I rolled my eyes. "Alright, believe your own lies but they won't get you anywhere."

"Shut up."

I raised an eyebrow at him again and made the what-did-you-just-tell-me look. He mumbled a 'sorry' before I smiled at him and continued with the topic of my brother.

"When are we going to tell him?"

"Whenever you want. I'll go with you as well so you don't have to go alone."

"Of course you're going to go with me. You're the one who proposed first, didn't you?" I teased.

He glared at me adorably before mumbling, "Yeah, now stop teasing me. I've gotten a ton of rubbish from my sister already."