The Girl

"Ouch." He laughed and put his hand over his face. I saw a few tears slide down his cheek and leaned over him to wipe them off with my thumb.

"I love you Harry. I always will."

"But you're not in love with me. When did you fall out of love with me?" He asked and sniffed.

"A while ago." I admitted and with each word that rolled off my tongue killed him more each time.

"I wouldn't be in love with me either." He shook his head. "I'm a fuck up."

"No, you've just made some mistakes that have affected me in a bad way. I honestly don't know how much I can take. But that's why we're trying." I explained and hugged my knees to my chest.

"Is there any chance that you can fall back in love with me?" I pondered on the idea for a while.

Sadly, the more I thought about it, I couldn't picture things being the same. No matter how hard I tried. But anything could happen. "Yeah, there is. It's late. Let's sleep." I pulled my pillow under my head and faced my back towards Harry. "Night."

"Goodnight, I love you Hazel." A tear slid down my face which I quickly wiped away.

"Love you too." I responded and shut my eyes.

DREAM

"Harry I'm nervous." I shook in the line for the gigantic Ferris wheel at Disneyland. "What if it breaks? What if we get stuck? What I drop something? What if we fall? What I-" he put his hand over my hand and smiled down at me.

"Hazel, calm down. We'll be fine." He chuckled and kissed my head. I was terrified of heights, but somehow Harry convinced me to go on the Ferris wheel.

He said that after this, I'd love Ferris wheels. Ha, I doubt it.

"Next." The lady said. Harry and I walk to our cart, my knees felt wobbly but he nudged my inside.

"Harry it's shaking!" I yelled and grasped on to him.

"It's okay! It's okay, just sit down." He rubbed my back and I sat down next to him. "See, it's fine." He smiled. "You can let go now." I looked down at my white knuckles that clutched on to his jacket. As we made our way up, my nerves were calming down.

"It's such a gorgeous view." I smiled and looked out at the LA sunset.

"Sure is." He agreed. I love sunsets, they're one of my favourite things in the world, besides Harry of course. "Look at Eleanor and Louis making out." He laughed and pointed down.

"Get a room!" We shouted even though they couldn't hear us. We stopped almost at the top when he looked down at me and smiled. He just stared at me. I blushed and laughed.

"Why are you staring at me?" The ferris started to move its way up again.

"Because things are about to change." We were now at the top and I was getting nervous again.

"Do you love me Hazel?" He asked.

"Y-yes Harry, why?" What the hell was he doing.

He stood up in front of me and ran his fingers through his hair. The Ferris wheel abruptly stopped, this wasn't like before.

"HARRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? SIT DOWN!" I was on the verge of tears at this point.

"Hazel Ray Ellington," he grabbed my hand and got down on one knee and pulled out a small black box.

"Oh my god." I whispered. I started to cry of happiness and shock.

"You make me the happiest man in the world, I am hopelessly, unconditionally in love with you, the most beautiful woman in the world. Will you do me the honour of spending the rest of your life with me?" He teared up and smiled. "Hazel, will you marry me?"

"I-I," I couldn't breath, think or talk right. But one thing I knew was "YES!" I got over my fear and jumped up and kissed him. "YES, I WILL!" I yelled and he slid the gorgeous ring onto my finger.

As soon as I yelled, a choir of probably of 50 people came out singing "Baby I'm yours" by the Arctic Monkeys. He was right, I'll forever love Ferris wheels now.

The Ferris wheel started to go again, I held Harry tightly, happily looking out into the sunset, knowing that I'd be able to do this til the day I die.

END OF DREAM

"Hazel, wake up." I felt a nudge and flailed my arms. "Hazel."

"Leave me alone and let me sleep." I groaned.

"You were singing in your sleep and kind of crying." Harry informed me. My eyes shot open and I faced him. I was singing Baby I'm Yours, our song. I already know it.

"Was it B-" I felt my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "Yes." He laughed, saving me from saying it.

"But why were you crying?" I touched my cheeks and and furrowed my eyebrows. "

But it was a good dream." I whispered to myself.

"What was it about?" He asked.

"When you proposed." I murmured.

"Are those tears of happiness?" He asked again. I looked at him confused and slowly started nodding.

"Yeah, they were." I smiled.

Notes

Just a cute filler chapter :), might not be able to update tomorrow but expect lots more this weekend