Chapter 28
The entire day Harry never stopped. Even when I took a break, he kept on going and going. We've walked a long ass trail that seemed to go on for miles, but only took us an hour to the end and back. The sight was beautiful, the prettiest thing I have ever seen. After we had a picnic outback of the cottage we're staying in. Much to my protest, we ( meaning Harry ) went hunting. Now Harry has dragged me back into the cottage to 'clean up'. While I'm in the shower, he does god only knows what. Today Harry has been like a five year old that inhaled two tons of chocolate. But its a twenty six year old who "inhaled two tons of chocolate", even though I made sure he had none. Let me tell you one thing, when a twenty six year old conceited british boy is hyper, he gets cocky, a lot more than usual. If I hear one more "thats what she said" joke, I'm going to jump off of a bridge, and take Harry with me.
Once my entire body is washed, and my hair is massaged with shampoo, I wrap a towel around my body and march into the tiny bedroom Harry and I share. Running another towel through my hair, I hear someone enter the room. I jump and turn around to see Harry leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, smirking. I pull my towel tighter around me and glare at him for sneaking up on me. Harry snorts and rolls his eyes.
"As if I havent seen you naked enough times to know what you look like under that towel." He winks. I laugh sarcastically and turn on my heels to go back into the bathroom to get dressed. "Come on, babe! I'm just kidding! Well.... not really." I turn around in the bathroom doorway and stick my tongue out at him childishly. Harry laughs and comes towards me, envolping me into a bone crushing hug.
"Cant... Breath... Let GO!" I shove him away and take a breath. "Jesus christ. Don't crush pregnant women." I said, with fake bitchyness. Harry laughs and smacks my ass when I turn back to the mirror. "Shoo! I need to get dressed if were going to go on with your plans." He rolls his eyes and pecks me on the cheek.
"Be ready in thirty minutes, please." He said before walking out of the bathroom so I could finish getting ready. I blow dry my hair, then straighten it, then braid a piece of the right side then the left and pull them together at the back of my head, tying them together. Then I do my make-up. Light eye-liner, mascara, and silver eye shadow and clear lip gloss. Finally, I get dressed. Dropping the towel, I step into my brand new dress Kate picked out for me. It comes a little above mid-thigh, strapless and has a black belt around my breast. The top half is ruffled while the bottom half is skin tight, showing off my baby bump. I sprits on perfume then turn to check myself out in the body length mirror. A small smile creeps onto my face as I see the greyish-blue color of the dress makes my eyes pop. Now to just add my stilettos and the look will be complete.
When I walk out of the room, my heart starts to thud. Since I've been pregnant, I haven't tried to look good for Harry. We've been so distant and don't really give a damn how the other looks, or were just used to looking okay around each other. I haven't made his jaw drop in a long time and I miss it. Before I could always make his jaw drop from how I looked, but now I never seem to do so. But the whole point of this trip was to get us back to where we were when we first met. So, I put everything I could into looking has good as I could tonight.
Now as I walk down these stairs and the sound of my heels clacking agains the floor, is scarying the hell out of me. I just feel as if the baby bump makes me so... unattractive. I gulp and turn the corner into living room where I know Harry is waiting. At the sound of me, Harry jumps off of the couch and starts walking briskly towards me. Then stops dead in his tracks, half way to me. His eyes grow wider by the second, as his mouth drops open. I blush and bite my bottom lip nervously. After what seemed like forever, Harry blinked a few times and closed his mouth.
"You...You look... look..." He trails off as his eyes rake my body up and down. My blush grows deeper as his eyes stray a little to long on my chest, not that I mind much. Harry groans and snaps his eyes back to mine. "Bloody fucking hell, Sofie. You look so god damn hot." He says in a deep husky voice. I smile and blush some more, secretly enjoying that he likes the way I look, even though my stomach is so obviously not skinny.
I take Harry's staring at my body to my advantage and check him out as he checks me out. My eyes take is his slightly messy hair, clean shaven face and soft looking lips then drag my eyes down to what he is wearing. The white button down shirt he is wearing has two buttons at the top undone, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a grey vest over top of it, showing every muscele in his arms. If I was a dog, I'd totally be drowling right now. To make it all the better, he makes it casual with a pair of dark jeans and black shoes. But it's a look I've never seen on Harry before... and he looks better than I've ever seen him before!
"Ahem!" Harry cleans his throat. I jump and look up at him, blushing like crazy. "I know I'm sexy, but stare later, were running behind." He winks, grabbing my hand. He ushers us out of the door and helps me in the front seat of a rental car. As he walks around to the drivers side, I quickly check my make-up, smiling when I see its still on perfectly. When Harry climbs into his seat, he drops something into my lap.
As I pick up the black cloth on my lap, I narrow my eyes at Harry, holding it up. "What's this?" I ask glancing between him and the cloth. He snatches it out of my hands and grins at me like a crazy man.
"This night is a surprise and to be sure it stays that way, were covering your eyes. Don't even try to fight me." He warms, arching an eyebrow, daring me to protest. I glare at him but quickly turn my gaze to out the window, arms crossed over my chest, pouting. "Good girl." Harry laughs as he covers my eyes tightly with the cloth.
"I really hate you." I growl as everything goes black.
"You love me." He retorts. I roll my eyes under the cloth, even though he can't see.
We drive for what seems like hours on a straight road with occasional turns and twists, while Harry quietly hums along to the softly playing radio with my hand in his, both of ours resting on my bare thigh. My free hand rubs my swollen belly as it growls for food. Has Harry forgotten the baby and I are hungry very often? If he doesn't get us food soon, I'm going to be one big ass bitch. As if reading my mind, the engine of the car is shut off.
Harry squeezes my hand before letting it go. "Stay here and don't you dare take off the blind fold." He orders and I nod in agreement. I may as well listen if he's gone all this way to pull this off, but I really hope for some amazing food soon... I feel around for my seatbelt and click it off.
The door to my side of the car comes open and Harry takes my hand and helps me out of the car. "Watch your step." He whispers as he helps me walk towards my mystery night. Harry's hands leave my hands and go to my shoulders, turning me. "Don't move an inch, okay?"
"Okay." Harry's hands drop from my shoulders and my pulse quickens. What is he up too? I hate surprises, this is killing me! I bite on my buttom lip as I hear something shuffling around. I raise an eyebrow as I hear Harry curse softly. Finally, all is silent expect for the quiet hoot of owls and the low blow of the window restling what sounds like trees.
"Take off the blind fold." Harry orders.
Slowly I reach my hands up behind my head and untie the blind fold, keeping my eyes closed as it falls to the ground quietly. I take a deep breath and open my eyes. I gasp, my hand flying to my heart as I take in my surroundings. Live and healthy looking trees are surrounding us from all sides, the grass is freshly cut and green, the stars in the sky are shining brightly. But this isnt what has me gasping. In the middle of the small clearing is a big maroon blanket surrounded by candles, which are giving off low romantic lights, rose pedals are covering the blanket, off to the side is big brown picnic basket that we used earlyer. My eyes finally find there way to the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in my entire life.
Harry kneels in the middle of the blanket, surrounded by the candles and rose pedals, holding a black box in his hands. As my eyes meet his, I see so much tenderness and love, I just want to rush into his arms and never let go of him, but at the same time, I'm scared. Tears make there way down my cheeks as my hand goes to cover my gaping mouth.
A small smile works its way on Harry's face as he takes in my expression. "Sofie Rae Bastelli. I've known you for almost four entire months. After just a few short days, I fell completely in love with you. I've never met someone so amazing in my life, someone who makes me smile even when you piss me off. I know the past couple of months have been hard on us, but I promise to make up for it, baby. If I ever had to make the choice, I'd choose you and our baby over anyone in the world. I love you both more than itself." He takes a deep breath and looks me straight in the eyes, making me want to cry from all of the love in them.
"Sofie, Will you marry me?"
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