31 or 33 for the prompt thing! Or a mixture of both
31) “Don’t worry about me.”
“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.” (I went with both! Enjoy <3)
From Michael: “Baby? I saw you
retweeted something sad. Is everything alright?
To Michael: Yeah, I’m just a
little stressed out. I have a lot of schoolwork and stuff going on. I’ll be
From Michael: Are you sure? I
have off for like 2 days after tonight. I could fly back home real quick to
give you some cuddles if you need.
To Michael: Mikey, I promise I’ll
be alright. Don’t worry about me. You have the tour. It’s silly for you
to fly out. The majority of the trip will be on a plane. Besides, you’ll be
home in two more weeks. I’ll be okay until then. I promise.
From Michael: Okay if you say so… I love you so much baby, you’re the
most amazing person ever. I have to go and get ready for the show, I’ll call
you later, okay? Talk to you later love.
To Michael: Okay! I’ll be
waiting for your call! And I love you too Mikey, so much.
“(Y/N)!” Michael shouts from the door of
your shared apartment. He drops his bags inside the door, and rushes into the
living room where he hears the tv. As he enters the room, you stand up and
smile. Michael strides over to you, wrapping his long arms around your waist
and hoisting you into the air. You giggle as he spins the two of you around. As
he plants you back on your feet, he connects his lips to yours in a short,
“Hey there Mikey,” you say into his lips,
holding onto his biceps. As he pulls his face away, he smiles and pecks you on
“Hey there love. Actually,” he says,
releasing your and reaching his hand into his back pocket, “I have something
for you. I was thinking about this a lot, and I just really need to do this. So
close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
Following his instructions, you shut your
eyes and cup your hands out in front of your body. You feel a light, hard object
get placed in your hands. You hear Michael take in a breath and feel his hands
find your waist.
“Okay, open your eyes.”
You’re greeted with a small box containing a
simple ring with a white stone in the middle. You gasp and look up at your
boyfriend as a small smile graces his lips.
“(Y/N),” he starts, dropping down to one
knee, “I love you so much. You’ve been here for me for as long as I can
remember. I honestly can’t picture myself being with anybody else. I know this
is random and out of the blue, but will you marry me? Will you make me the
luckiest guy on the planet?” he finishes, holding onto your hands.
“Michael, nothing would make me happier than
to be yours forever.”
You remember how many people were disappointed that AIMH wouldn’t hit 2 million by Harry’s birthday? And now it’s going to hit it on Valentines Day. It’s as if the Universe was like “nah, imma do you one better.”