The hours of practicing in front of the mirror were finally going to pay off. I was finally going to officially ask you to be my girlfriend. Many will think it's silly, but when you're a single dad to a two-year-old, things change dramatically.

I had Olivia when I was 22, months after One Direction split up and we each went our separate ways. Her mom panicked and left, leaving us alone, without any explanation. Since then, it's been just her and me, until a few months ago, when you appeared in my life— our lives.

I was at the supermarket, nearly having a panic attack because Olivia wouldn't stop crying. Then you showed up, offered to help me, and in less than two minutes you had my little one calmed down. Then you explained to me, you were a kindergarten teacher. It was so kind of you to want to help me that I asked you for your number, and two months later here we are, trying not to faint while I ask you this question.

I wouldn't be surprised if you said no. Who would want to be with someone with a two-year-old? Maybe I'm a little insecure after my daughter's mother abandoned us... but you... you're so special. Olivia adores you, I adore you, you're what I need right now.

"Love... we've been dating for two months... and I..." I start to say while I watch you entertain Olivia with a small book "I wanted... we, Olivia and I wanted... if you want..." god Harry say it already "Do you want to be my girlfriend? Like, a serious relationship and stuff...?"