Harry watched his girlfriend with adoration in his eyes as she
observed every small detail about the Parisian night life. A light grin was permanent on
her face, and her hand gripped his tightly.
“So I take it you’re liking it?” Harry asked, a half smirk
on his lips and an amused gleam in his eye. (Y/N) laughed.
“I’m loving it, Harry. This is amazing.” She gushed. “This
is… this is somewhere I never imagined I’d be.”
“I’m glad you’re liking it, ma chérie.” Harry replied, pressing a loving
kiss to the side of his girlfriend’s head. “But just you wait. We’ll be seeing
something great soon.”
The sky was dark but the streets were illuminated with
strung lights and small stores’ signs. The smell of roses and coffee met Harry’s
nose and his grin widened. He could hear the light chatter of the French
citizens around him, and in the distance, a street musician played his guitar. And
above all, (Y/N) was happy.
Harry saw a familiar sign and bit his lip. “Alright. Close your
“But I wanna see everything-“
“Ah, ah, ah, come on babe. Close your eeeyes.” He drawled
“Alright, alright.” She squeezed her eyes shut and held her
hands out. “Lead the way, Curly.”
He laughed as he took her cold hands into his warm ones and
lead her down the sidewalk, walking backwards, only turning his head every few
seconds to make sure he wasn’t about to run into someone.
“Alright… Almost there, mon amour…” Harry mumbled. His eyes
sparkled and his heart jumped when he saw the sight he had been waiting for. He
let go of one hand momentarily to palm the box in his back pocket before taking
her hand into his once more.
“Okay, ready?” He asked.
“Yeah.” (Y/N) gleamed.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Harry.” She laughed.
“Are you sure you’re sure?” He asked.
“Harry,” She giggled. “I’m ready, for sure.”
“Okay, uh, turn this way…” He mumbled, grabbing her
shoulders and adjusting the direction she was facing. He let go of her and positioned
himself before clearing his throat. His heart thumped and his nerves almost made
him stand back up.
“Open your eyes.” He whispered.
(Y/N) grinned before opening her eyes. They looked up and
her jaw dropped as she took in the beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower glowing
in the night sky. She gasped and grinned before looking down at her boyfriend.
Harry was on one knee, holding a velvet black box with a shiny diamond ring
“Je ne peut pas vivre sans toi.” He spoke fluidly, words filled with love. “Will you marry me?” He asked, eyes sparking as he looked up
at her. (Y/N) lifted her hand to cover her mouth before nodding rapidly.
“Yes. Yes, oh my gosh, yes.”
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