Loved You First ♥

Ivy Davis is starting Bradford High, A private boarding school in Yorkshire. What she doesn't know is that a certain 5 boys also go to the school. What will happen when she is accidently locked in the attic storeroom? Will he change her life forever?
full of suspense, romance and adventure ♥
“To live the life you love is the greatest gift you could ever receive, but living one everyone else sees in their eyes is something unenjoyable. And only a few select people are controlled to the point of misbehaviour.”- Harry Styles

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34. Chapter twentysiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiix - OMFS

 

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Suddenly the person who had hold of me flipped me forward into their arms bridal position and all the lights turned back on revealing a very smug looking Harry. He leaned down kissing me passionately as I started breathing normally and the boys emerged from their hiding places. Autumn was giggling with Liam and Alice with Zayn. Louis was on the floor laughing and Scarlett and Estella ran out of the tent fuming. 

"THAT WAS SO NOT COOL!" Scarlett shouted, waking up Marcy who looked confused. 

"Wow, what's going on guise!" She said rubbing her eyes, also emerging from the tent. 

"You-got-so-scared-ahah" Louis said between breaths of hysteria. I frowned and Harry put me down, smoothing out the lines between my eyebrows with his soft finger.

"I'm sorry babe, it was Louis' Idea!?" He said pouting.

I smiled "just don't do it again!"

Scarlett ended up sitting on Niall's lap as Liam lit another fire and we all went our separate ways.

"...... Anyways night everyone," we all said in unison, making Louis laugh more.

"Anyway where were we," Harry said as he spun me round and carried me on his shoulder as I giggled.

"HAZ?! Put me down!" I punched his back softly and playfully as he chuckled, shaking his head. He carried me into the woods, going deeper into it by the second. We came to halt, setting me down, I stumbled back but quickly regained my balance. I took in the surroundings, we were by the lake. Not any ordinary lake... there were rose petals scattered around the brim of the lake. On the dock, there was a plaid cloth with a couple of candles around it. This was so romantic; I could smell the sweet strawberry scent from the candles.

Everything was too perfect to be true; the stars had a glistening reflection in the water. Analysing the little picnic, I noticed that the candles were in the shape of a heart. And a couple of red fluffy cushions were lying around the blanket. Wow, this is so well planned; too bad I'm still in my pyjamas. I was calmed from the soft heat of the night, only wearing a thin t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

The roses were beautiful, red, white and pink; my favourites. This reminded me of our first date, memories played in the back of my head. We've been through so much in these past months and yet we're still standing strong <3 snapping out of my thoughts, I felt Harold grab my hand and pull me towards the picnic blanket. I took a seat beside him and looked across the lake, my feet dangling beneath me. A small gasp escaped my lips as I focused on the love of my life.

"Wow, babe this is just amazing," I smiled, "You still manage to surprise me each time, don't you?" a small blush crossed his face.

I hugged him tightly, never wanting to let him go. He pulled away and caught my stare.

"Ivy, you know that I love you right?" I nodded, a foolish grin playing on my lips, I could never get bored of hearing him say that.

"Well then, here goes nothing," I furrowed my eyebrows as he stood up and pulled me up with him, he looked deeply into my eyes, holding both of my hands for a brief ten seconds before he knelt down on one knee. THE FLACK?! Shit just got real.

Panic must've been clear on my face as he said, "Don't worry, I'm not proposing... yet" mumbling the last word, hoping I wouldn't catch it but- oh, Harry I did. And something inside my chest lit up and butterflies fluttered in my tummy. He searched in his jacket pocket for something.

Curse you Styles for being warm.

Harry pulled out a fairly large box, with a neat ribbon on top. Oh my. When he opened the box, I felt like my jaw dropped onto the wood boards beneath our feet.

He looked hopefully into my eyes and said, "Ivy, we've been going out for a few months and that we've been through a lot. Estella spiked my drink to make me have sex with her, we've broken up and then I caught you making out with Max in your room," he listed, through his clenched teeth. I cringed at the thought of these things.

He continued, "But we've gotten through that and now we're stronger than ever. And I just want to make it clear to you that I love you; more than anything and everything. You've changed me Ivy, for the better.

So I just want to show you how much I love you, not that it's possible, but I just want this to symbolise our love. My love, I'm giving you this necklace and ring," he took out the necklace first and spun me around, clipping on the silver necklace on my neck.

His soft hands spreading electricity through my body. He quickly ran back to his previous position, kneeling down, and slipped the breath taking ring on my ring finger on my right hand whilst saying, "As a promise; a promise to always be by right your side and support you, no matter what. I won't ever leave you again, my love. And one day, I'll replace this ring, with an engagement ring. Then finally, our wedding ring."

I was in tears by the end of his beautiful speech and all I could do I nod and pull him up. I accepted this promise by crashing our bodies together and smacking his kissable lips to mines. I've learnt to cherish every moment with Harry, every kiss, every joke, every date, every day.

Each time he speaks to me, I feel like I'm the only person in the world. Each time he kisses me I feel more sparks than the last time. I feel like each time we kiss, it's as if it were the last time.

I grabbed fistfuls of his locks as he moved his lips to my neck. I smiled to myself and pulled away.

Taking in the last few moments. Looking at me in the eye, he told me sincerely, "I love you,"

"Well... I love you more!" I claimed. He shook his head in disbelief.

"That's impossible, my angel."

I smiled to myself. I can never get sick of his cheesy names. I gave him a simple, long and soft but meaningful kiss on the lips.

I can't love him more than this <3

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