"I'm going to work out Harry, I'll see you when I get back," you shouted through to the kitchen as you pulled your runners on. It was about 8pm.
"Babe, you can't go. I've just ordered Chinese. Mei Fun, you're favourite. And you don't need to lose any weight your perfect," he smiled and you looked at him like he was stupid.
"What the fuck Harry, I can't eat just anything! It's two months to the wedding and I can't gain any weight or I won't fit into my dress. I'm fucking sick of everyone thinking I can eat all of these carbs, and fatty foods. Because I can't. My dress just fucking fits," you shouted before opening the door, leaving and then slamming it shut.
You got into your car and drove to the gym like a mad women. You received multiple horns on the way.
You scanned your membership card and entered. Walking over to the treadmill instantly you started with a fast walk to warm up. After five minutes of walking you turned it into a run. You thought about what happened with Harry.
He was only being sweet, and you went off on one with him. He didn't deserve it. You could have had Chinese with him and then worked it off tomorrow. You felt terrible, so stopped your treadmill after 15 minutes of running, grabbed your keys and got out of there.
You wanted to spend the night with your fiancé.
When you arrived home, you opened the door using your key and walked into the kitchen. Harry was standing there eating Chinese out of the box looking incredibly sad.
"I'm sorry," was all you managed.
He smiled and pulled you in for a hug.
"You know I didn't mean for you to be offended. I just wish you would see that your beautiful for who you are not what you look like. I mean your beautiful both ways but I would care if you weren't. I'd still think you were," you teared up and pulled you in again.
"I promised I wouldn't be a Bridezilla," he shook his head and kissed you.
"You won't, I'll keep you in check," he squeezed your backside lightly making you laugh.
When you pulled away you boosted yourself onto the counter. "Are you giving me some or what?" You smirked and he took some of the Mei Fun out of the box and gave you some, then he would take some, then he'd give you some. And it went on like that until the box was finished. You grabbed a bottle of wine and 2 glasses as he lifted you bridal style, taking you into the living room.
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Wedding Series (Harry Styles) // Book 1
FanfictionBook One. Just a bunch of Harry Styles one shots as you both prepare to marry one another.