the baby project | harry styles

Chapter 41 - Bonjour

Harry's POV

It was finally the first slow dance of the night. The one that meant the most to me because it was the first official slow dance as a married couple. I didn't know why, but I was really nervous—sweating on my hands and shaking a little.

"Alright everyone. Let's give the bride and groom a little space for their very special first dance." The DJ Cheryl hired to play the music said into his microphone from the stage. Cheryl stared up into my eyes with an intimidating look and smirk.

"Good evening, Mrs. Styles." I smirked back and took her by the arm, leading her to the middle of the dance floor as I tried to hide my nerves as best as I could.

"Good evening," She beamed up at me, me being the taller one, as I spun her around to face me. I trailed my hands down to her hips a little seductively and Cheryl glued her hands to my neck, my curly locks overlapping her dainty hands.

And the music started playing—our song from Take Me Home; Little Things. I started swaying with her back and forth slowly and gracefully, feeling a thousand emotions scour my entire body. I've never felt like this with anyone ever before. I was feeling a combination of happiness, anxiety, warmth, and seductivity—it was a lot to handle but somehow I found the confidence to deal with it.

All of a sudden, I had the strongest urge to kiss her beautiful, soft-looking lips, and gravity pushed me into her with all of my weight. I have never given such a passionate kiss to anyone . This was even the first time for Cheryl to be experiencing it, and I didn't know where it was coming from. I guess I just felt so much love for her that my body was finally reacting to it. Not that I was complaining—it was the best feeling in the entire world. To have this much passion for someone is certainly something you don't see everyday, and tonight everyone got to witness it.

I could hear a crowd here and there cooing with "aw"s, and it made me feel special. No one in this world could make me feel this way, but Cheryl.

When I finally broke apart from her plump lips, she placed her head upon my shoulder and removed her hands from my neck. She wrapped her arms around my torso—giving me a hug—and I just wanted to die from all of the intensity. I was soaking it all in, and I was just as sure she was doing the exact same.

"I love you so much, Harry." Cheryl whispered in my ear, her hot, raspy breath tickling my skin. I gripped onto her tighter and kept swaying.

"I love you so much more, Cheryl." I replied in a hushed tone as well, soon noticing that my voice had triggered an avalanche of goosebumps to fall upon her arms. And it was a turn on to see her do that.

"Harry?" She said into my ear again.

"Yes, love?" I whispered back.

"Can we go to our honeymoon now? I really need you." Her breath tickled my skin again, finally giving me shivers. I smirked to myself and nodded.

"As soon as this song ends, we'll leave." I chuckled lowly in disbelief that she had admitted that, knowing that the song was almost over. She's actually never said anything that dirty to me ever before, and I loved it. I guess I made my trust work through her along with my charm.

Once the song ended, we left hand-in-hand to our honeymoon that Cheryl still had no idea about. Of course she knew that we had a honeymoon, but she didn't know where it was located because I got to pick it out. And she was going to love "the city of light."

"We have to get on a plane?" She questioned, flashing me a cute yet sassy look. I chuckled and loaded the trunk with suitcases that I had packed the previous night.

I nodded, "A one hour and fifteen minute flight to our honeymoon, yeah?"

"Harryyyy," She whined, "Please just tell me where we're going."

I smirked and shook my head. No way was I going to give up the surprise and ruin the look on her face as soon as she sees the most beautiful landmark that I know she adored. "I'm sorry babe. I'm not telling you anything. It will ruin the surprise." She stuck out her quivering bottom lip with a pout, and I leaned in and have her a peck. "Let's get going. Don't want to miss our flight now, do we?"

She sighed a sigh of defeat and followed me to the passenger's side so that I could open the door for her like I always do. Cheryl climbed right on in as I jogged to the other side and did the same.

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"Harry," I heard Cheryl say from my headphones. I gazed up to look at her and she was wide-eyed. I laughed at her facial expression and put away my phone.

"Yes?" I replied all innocent like, even though I knew what she was surprised about.

"Is that what I think it is?" She asked very slowly with emphasis on her question. I chuckled yet again.

"What do you think it is?" I teased and unbuckled myself from the seat.

She gasped with excitement, "Are we in Paris?!" She shot out of her seat and stared at me, waiting for an answer. I slowly nodded my head. All of a sudden, she jumped into my arms screeching. "Oh my God, Harry! You know me too well!"

She attacked my face with wet, cute kisses forcing me to do nothing but smile and kiss her back. I've never seen her this excited, and it was really adorable.

"Let's get going, my princess." I smiled and put her down.

I led her out of the airplane and to the front desk to get our tickets home. "Bonjour Harry Styles."

"Bonjour." I smiled at the French lady and glanced at Cheryl who had already linked her hand to mine hastily, ready to pull me along.

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Once we got to the hotel from which another limousine drove us, we went up to the Pentagon suite—the highest in all of the land (and the most expensive). It was all worth it for the love of my life Cheryl who I really honestly didn't deserve. She was too good for me, but I wasn't going to let her slip away as Niall had stated.

"This is beautiful Harry!" Cheryl called from the patio, and I followed the sound of her delicate voice. And there it was—one of the most famous landmarks; the Eiffel Tower. It was lit up and glowing throughout the vast, endless night sky and it was simply breathtaking, but I knew something that the tower couldn't compare to.

"Not as beautiful as you are." I snuck up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist with my head on her shoulder. She turned her head and gave me a look that I absolutely loved, and I had no idea why. But I did know that it was hot.

And suddenly, she leaned in to give me a kiss. I turned her to face me all the way and we started kissing each other vigorously; which I knew we were both craving.

I didn't think this night could've been any better. Cheryl and I got married, and we were in Paris for our honeymoon, about to make some sweet, sweet love.

I loved her so much.

Bonjour.

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