Why do you think Harry doesn’t want Louis to dye his hair? He would look younger and more attractive
Because..... looking younger doesn't mean looking more attractive? And grey hairs aren't.... unattractive?? I... don't know how to explain this to you but normally as you get older you find people who look "older" more attractive because... you are older. The signs of aging are attractive because they just... look more mature. The people who keep thinking 20 is the only attractive age even as they get older are the weird ones.
Summary: It’s Harry’s birthday and you’re determined to make him feel special. (Also I’m v sorry this is only a blurb. Things have been rough so I haven’t had much energy)
Contains: Fluff fluffy vomitness
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY! WE LOVE YOU! Thank you for coming into my life when I needed you. I've met so many amazing friends because of you and I wouldn't be me without them.
“Y/N, come on! Where are we going?”
I laugh and shake my head as I focus on the road, Harry unable to see due to the blindfold I made him put on.
“Calm down! You know we’re in California and that’s all you’re getting until we get to our destination.”
He groans and grips my hand, most likely due to my clumsiness and he doesn’t trust that I’m not going to lead him into a pole.
I lead him to the entrance and walk behind him, removing his blindfold. He lets out a small gasp and I smile. He turns around and pulls me into the tightest hug.
"We're at Disneyland?!
I laugh and pat his back until he pulls away. We walk hand in hand into the park. Our first stop is one of the shops, where I of course have to buy him birthday ears and a button to wear, despite his arguments. We walk out in our new gear and make a plan on where to go from there.
For a good part of the afternoon, we make our way around the park until we finally make it to in front of Aurora's castle. My nerves make my stomach twist in knots as I build up my courage to do something big. While Harry gazes at the castle, I pull the ring box out of my pocket and get on one knee. It takes him just a minute to notice me and when he does, his jaw drops.
"Y/N-..."
"Look I know this seems crazy but- I love you Harry Edward Styles. I have since the day we met. These 2 years... They've been the best of my life and I-.."
He smiles and gets on his knee as well, a ring box in his hand.
"What-?"
"I've had this for a few weeks... Just carrying it around, trying to find the right time. I know you're not one for big proposals- especially because they make you cringe-."
I laugh as I tear up.
"Yes you big dummy. I'll marry you. Only you could read my mind and pull this at the same time."
He laughs and slips the ring on my finger before I slip the one in my hand onto his. He stands up, pulling me into his arms and kisses me passionately as I smile into the kiss. Cheers, applauds and whistles echo around us as we kiss. He finally lets me go and he grips my hand.
We stay for the California adventure fireworks show and we decide to watch from the ferris wheel.
"Y/N, how long have you been planning this?"
I smile and shrug.
"The proposal? A few months. Your birthday? A few weeks. You were really upset about turning 30 and I wanted to make you feel like a kid again. And i knew once I finally set everything together that it would be the best day to propose."
He pecks my lips softly and I smile.
"It was perfect... But you know- I wouldn't mind growing old with you- As long as we never grow up."
