I was at my mother’s house, flipping through an old picture album. There were so many pictures of my mom and dad. They looked so in love and that they we’re never going to separate. But that was all wrong.
My mom and dad got a divorce when I was 14 years old. I remember all the screaming and arguing like it was a vivid dream. I used to cry up in my bedroom, wishing that it would stop eventually but it didn’t. I was so upset that they got a divorce but I got over it eventually. But then it started to come back up when I started dating my boyfriend, Harry. Yes, Harry as in Harry Styles. We were friends since we were both 9 years old and then started dating 2 and a half years ago.
He was always there for me when my parents started arguing. He was especially there for me once they told me they were getting a divorce. I am so glad I have him in my life.
But the reason those feelings about the divorce came back up was because I was so scared that it would happen to us. I don’t want to stop loving him and I’m scared that I will and next thing you know, we’ll start arguing like my parents did.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted when my mom sat next to me. She looked at the picture I was looking at.
"Oh, that’s my favorite picture of us.." She said quietly. It was a picture of me and my parents. They were looking into each other’s eyes and I sat right in front of them smiling at the camera. We all looked so happy at that time. Not even knowing what was going to happen later in life.
"Me too.." I mumbled.
"Mom, why did you stop loving dad?" I asked.
"Cause," she paused. "After all those years being together I started to realize it wasn’t meant to be." She finally said.
After talking to her some more, I finally went back to my flat that Harry and I both shared. I opened the door and saw that Harry was sitting on the couch watching some tv. I sat next to him and cuddled up against his chest. He put his arm around me and kissed my head.
"Hey love, where did you go? I missed you!" He said.
I giggled at his remark. “I missed you too. I was just at my mother’s house spending some time with her.”
"Oh how is she?"
"She’s fine, she just seems a bit lonely…" I mumbled.
"But doesn’t she have Rick?"
Rick was my mom’s recent boyfriend. Every since the divorce, she’s been in many relationships and they never worked out. Rick was number 11.
"Well yeah but she’s just filling her loneliness with boyfriends but it’s not really working." I replied.
"I guess, well what were you doing there with her?"
"Nothing much, just chatting with her and looking at old pictures."
"Yeah, I saw a picture of my mom and dad and it made me depress."
"I’m sorry you had to go through all those problems, babe" Harry said as he hugged me tighter.
"Harry.." I sighed. "I’m scared.."
"What if we become like them?" I whispered.
"Like your parents?"
"Yeah, what if we stop loving each other? I’m scared that we’ll be just like them. One day we’ll be together, all lovey dovey and the next day we realize it wasn’t meant to be." I was on the verge of crying.
"Babe, I highly doubt that. It doesn’t take a day to stop loving a person. And trust me, I love you way too much to let you go! Okay, (Y/N)?"
"Yeah okay.. "
"Okay good now let’s go to bed cause we have my concert to go to tomorrow!”
*The Next Day*
I was at the One Direction Concert with Eleanor and Perry. I decided to wear a comfy, casual yet pretty outfit. The girls and I were dancing and singing along with our boyfriends who were on stage. The concert was coming towards an end.
"Okay we have one more song we’ll like to sing! We’re not suppose to sing this until the next album comes out but this song is really important for me to sing right now." Harry started to say to the crowd of screaming girls.
"This song is called You & I. I dedicated this to my girlfriend,” he then looked at me “(Y/N).”
I started smiling like crazy while El, Perry, and the whole crowd of girls started to say “Awww!”
You & I started playing and the boys started to sing. The whole time through the whole song I was so emotional because the song was exactly how I felt right now.
At the end of the song, I started crying even harder.
"Now, can we get my girlfriend on stage please?" Harry ask one of the security guards.
I didn’t wanted to go on stage cause I looked ugly now because of all the singing, dancing, and crying.
I turned around and saw Paul coming towards us.
"Paul, no, don’t take me please?!" I begged.
"Sorry (Y/N), boss’s orders."
He then picked me up and flung me on his shoulders.
"Noooo!" I yelled as I started hitting his back.
Before I knew it, I was on stage. I went straight to Harry.
"This better be good, Styles!" I said.
"It is, I promise! Now can I get to my speech?"
"Speech?" I asked.
He then put the microphone by his mouth.
"(Y/N), we known each other for a long time and I loved you way before we started even dating. And I want to take this relationship to the next level." He then got on one knee. "(Y/N) (Y/LN), I’ve always hated your last name." The crowd started laughing. "So will you take mines instead and be my wife?" He asked. Harry then took out a diamond ring.
I started crying even harder than I did before and managed to say the words “Yes.”