Real Life
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You hummed along to 1950 playing, putting the last fork on the dinning table as you stood in the dinning room that had enough chairs for those coming.
This dinning room was for when a lot of people were coming; having a room of its own with a medium sized kitchen, you and Harry didn't really eat in that dinning room. Instead, you'd eat in the kitchen or the other dinning room with a smaller table.
"It smells amazing." Harry whiffed the air for emphasis before letting out a satisfactory sigh, approaching you to give you a quick peck on your lips.
You were back home. It didn't take you long to text your close friends and invite them over for dinner, telling them that it was just another casual dinner for all of you when secretly, you and Harry were planning on telling them about your engagement.
Harry was in a maroon sweater, black trousers and white socks, warmth radiating from his body as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as you adjusted the flowers in the vase.
There were a lot of times when Harry couldn't help but to wrap his arms around you, his body seeming to swallow you as he wished for nothing but to cuddle you up. One of those times, was when you had sweater paws. Your dark green sweater gave you comfort and the warmth your body sought.
Your hair was parted from the middle, neatly tied in a low bun and feet covered by the fuzzy brown socks that Harry loved to call "bear socks".
You smiled, turning in his hold to peck his lips, "How do you feel?"
Harry's hand were on your waist, a relaxed smile on his face as he let out a breath, adjusting his arms around you, "I don't think I have ever been happier." He said, "I honestly can't believe we're engaged," He chuckled, bringing you closer to him, "And we're going to plan our wedding soon, all the preparations." He went on, ending with a small sigh.
"I was actually thinking," You avoided his eyes, your hands placed on his chest as you took in every knit in his sweater, "But I don't know if you'd like it."
Harry's eyebrows furrowed, tilting his head, "Tell me."
You nodded, clearing your throat before looking at him, "I was thinking we..." You shrugged, "We could get a house in Holmes Chapel? A private one."
Your fiancé's lips stretched into a grin, excitement shown on his face like a kid on a Christmas day as he raised his eyebrows, "Holmes Chapel?"
You nodded, "It's beautiful there. We have to live in one of the houses granny gives us on most days but the one in Holmes Chapel could be our little getaway."
Harry smiled, leaning in to press a soft, short kiss on your lips, nudging his nose with yours. "I'd love that," He confirmed, "I'd love to have our kids raised there, get to see how it is and it's quiet there as well."
You giggled, arching an eyebrow at him, "Kids? How many do you want?"
He laughed, eyes widening, "5! Or you know what? More. Give me a whole football team."
You laughed, shaking your head, "Will you be giving birth? No. No uterus, no opinion."
Harry didn't get the chance to reply before the bell rang, both of you looking at each other excitedly before Harry released you from his grasp. Your single-diamond ring rested on your finger, you and Harry agreeing to let you wear it and waiting for any of your friends to pick up the addition.
Harry walked towards the door, his hand reaching to his brown locks to smoothen back the strands that fell on his face. Harvey accompanied Harry to the door, Harry quickly giving him a scratch behind his ears before opening the door. There stood Emma, Oliver, Trevor and Eddie.
"We got cake." Emma pointed at the box in Oliver's hands.
"Oh!" Harry chuckled, taking a step aside to let them in, "Y/N made brownies."
"We're so letting the cake go." Trevor said, kneeling down to greet Harvey.
You approached them, a wide grin on your face as you hugged Emma, "What flavour did you get?"
"It's a carrot cake." She answered, plopping on the sofa.
Oliver leaned to give you chaste kiss on your cheek, "I'm going to put this in the kitchen." He motioned towards the cake before walking towards the kitchen.
"The other kitchen!" You remembered to remind him, laughing when you watched him change his direction abruptly.
Eddie let out a small grunt as you engulfed him in a tight hug with a small chuckle, wrapping his arms around you, "I missed you."
"Missed you too, Ed." Your voice was muffled by his sweater before you pulled away, looking at Trevor who looked back at you with his arms crossed against his chest, "Are you going to greet me or do you like this whole Jeffrey Star vibe you have going on?"
He let out a laugh, walking towards you before wrapping his arms around your shoulders, bringing you closer in a hug, "Don't leave me with these fucktards again."
You laughed, slightly pinching his sides, "It's them I have to make sure are fine from you."
"I'm bruised."
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It was a matter of 15 minutes for the rest to arrive. The rest being Nia and Freddie, Farrah, Niall and Hailee, Liam, Louis and Eleanor, Mitch and Sarah, Adam and Emi, Clare, Jeff and Glenne.
"The Shepherd's Pie is amazing." Freddie said as you helped him put more on his plate.
"Harry made it." You smiled, sitting back down beside him, your two chairs being beside each other at the head of the table.
"Oh!" Nia laughed, covering her mouth as before pointing at you, "Remember when you went home and found Claudia teaching him how to make it?"
"I almost cried!" You laughed, turning to look at Harry before looking back at everyone, "And I was like, what...is happening? And he just turns and he has a huge smile on his face and goes, babe! Claudia's teaching me how to make Shepherd's Pie! I know it's your favourite." You quoted, everyone erupting in laughing and awing.
"It was sweet though, admit it." Harry nudged you before taking a bite of his food.
"It was sweet." You assured him, leaning your body on his before continuing to eat.
"Claudia was your nanny as a kid, right?" Hailee asked, a smile on her face as she listened to your stories.
You nodded, "One of the best women you can ever meet," You said, "She still visits every now and then. We call each other, too."
Hailee awed, pouting, "That's so cute."
You smiled and shrugged, turning your head to look at Farrah as she talked, "Can we give Y/N credit as well?" She held her palm up, "Remember our faces when she told us she played the piano and sang to Harry?" She laughed, looking beside her at her friends who nodded.
Ed laughed, "We all just," He widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows before squinting and tilting his head, "You did what?!"
"Y/N! I didn't know you could sing and play the piano!" Eleanor gasped, looking at you.
You giggled, shrugging and were glad when Harry decided to answer for you, "The piano outside is hers, not mine."
"Technically, it's mum's." You added.
Harry smiled at you, giving your thigh a squeeze before looking at Eleanor, "She's incredible."
"You've never played for anyone before?" Sarah asked.
"Other than my family, and Elton, whom I consider family, no," You shook your head, "Then Harry came along."
"Baby, I think we should shock them," Harry said as he looked at you with a smile on his face, watching as yours mirrored his. He looked back at everyone else, "Have you heard Passport Home?"
"Your song?" Liam asked, "Felt in love listening to that."
Harry chuckled, nodding, "I was in love writing it, thanks to this one," Harry tipped his head at you, "So it's an acoustic, right? Piano, right?"
"No way!" Emma gasped, looking at you, "No fucking way!"
"That was you?!" Louis exclaimed, wide eyed looking at you.
You blushed, giggling as you nodded, raising your eyebrows as you made show hands, "Surprise?"
"You kept this from all of us," Jeff laughed, "I asked him who was playing the piano? You know, so we could credit them," He explained, "And he just goes, a special friend of mine who doesn't want to be known."
"That's incredible," Freddie laughed, looking at Nia, "What do you say? I play the cello, you sing, we make it to stardom."
Nia shook her head, "You're a fucking prince. Stop trying to be a celebrity."
"No fun." Freddie joked, huffing.
Everyone laughed at their antics before diving into another lane of memories, again.
It wasn't long before you were all done eating and had taken the plates to the kitchen. Harry and the rest of the men in the kitchen to wash the dishes and put then in the dishwasher as you sat with the others, hearing how loud they were in the kitchen and laughing at it with your friends.
"How was Guana?" Emi asked, "You got a little tanned."
You smiled, letting out a dreamy sigh as you leaned back on the sofa, "It was amazing. Exactly what I needed, you know?"
"Knowing these two animals, they probably went at it every second." Emma said, looking at Emi as she pointed at you.
You laughed, slapping her hand, "We're not sex freaks!"
"You so are," She nodded, looking at you, "I can't get that memory of you two having sex on the fucking kitchen counter, like, why?!"
You groaned as the rest laughed, "You came in a bad timing, not our problem." You joked, batting your eyelashes at her teasingly, laughing when she threw a cushion at you.
"How are Silver and Spike? I miss them!" You pouted, looking at Emi.
"They miss you like mad!" She exclaimed, "Silver and I probably get into an argument every night before bed because she always wants to wear the onesie you got her for Christmas."
You laughed, "Let her wear it, don't be evil." You teased her.
"Babe, cake or tea?" Harry asked as he walked outside the dinning room and standing in front of it.
"I think everyone might be full? What do you want?" You asked the rest.
"Give us a few more minutes." Eleanor answered Harry, who nodded and called for the rest of the men to come before walking towards you, squeezing next to you on the chair.
You laughed, "Out of all places!"
Harry sheepishly smiled at you, pecking your temple before throwing his thigh over yours, wrapping his arm around you.
"Must be annoying to live with that one, huh?" Niall joked, nodding his head at Harry as he looked at you, "Worse than Diego."
You groaned jokingly, "Tell me about it, Ni."
"Can't hear the haters." Harry hummed, resting his head back and closing his eyes.
"Nobody knows you." Louis said, teasing him with you.
"That means I failed at my job." Jeff said, making everyone laugh.
"Y/N, can you give me my phone?" Farrah asked, "It's beside you." She pointed at the table beside you, opening her palm towards you.
You looked beside you, taking her phone and reaching to hand it to her.
"Than-" Farrah's eyes widened, staring at your hand.
"Is it broken? What's wrong?" Nia questioned, catching everyone's attention.
"Y/N," Farrah called your name, taking her phone in one swift motion before she held your hand, turning it as she stared at your ring, "What is this?"
Gasps were heard through the room, everyone going quiet as they stared at your hand. You sheepishly smiled, turning to look at Harry who grinned, holding your other hand and lacing your fingers together, bringing it up to his lips to kiss your knuckles. "I proposed, she said yes." He said slowly, his eyes travelling to all their shocked faces.
"We're engaged!" You put your hand up, breaking everyone out of their trance.
"You fuckers!" Ed burst out, getting up to throw himself on you, making the both of you grunt and laugh as you hugged him.
"Is that why we're here? You were fucking with us this whole time!" Niall laughed, pointing at you.
Everyone cheered, speaking among themselves at how they couldn't believe this. You and Harry both stood up, hugging back your friends as they expressed their excitement, gushing over the ring.
"When did that happen?" Nia grinned, holding your hand as she looked at your ring.
"Let me guess!" Emma interrupted, squinting her eyes, "Guana?"
You nodded in confirmation, "Guana."
"We all knew you would be the first to settle down." Liam said, squeezing Harry's shoulder, "Got down on one knee and everything?"
Harry nodded, "Family blessings, discreet ring shopping, you name it."
"That's my boy!" Niall hollered, clapping.
"Does that mean no one's going to watch Freddie when I'm busy?" Louis asked jokingly, "I know wedding planning is stressful but-"
"God, you're awful." You laughed, poking his side.
"Can we post about it?" Trevor asked, "I'm dying to already."
"Not yet," Harry chuckled and shook his head, "We still haven't let the media know."
"You'll release a statement, right?" Freddie asked, wrapping his arms around Nia.
You nodded, "Right."
"You can always be mysterious, too." Harry teased.
"Oh, not all of us can be you, Harold." Eleanor said, everyone laughing.
"So!" You clapped your hands together, grinning, "Cake, everyone?"
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i'm so happy for them i might burst