I told you their story wasn't over.
The couples consisting of Niall and Lyndsey, Harry and Sara, and Liam and Jiselle are all married. Their lives are changing from when their stories first began. They must learn how to operate as one within their...
For our anniversary, Harry had a romantic week in Italy planned for us. He rented a home near the coast that had a large balcony overlooking the coast. It was nice to get away and relax. I also thought it would be a great way to tell Harry the good news.
I was tanning outside when Harry came back from his run. He came over to me and kissed me on the lips.
"Did you have a good run?"
"Indeed, I did," He replied. "It is beautiful today."
"It sure is," I blurted out.
He stared out at the water before turning back toward me. He took off his shirt and took a few steps before stopping again.
"The view can't get any better," I mumbled.
"What was that?" He asked.
"The view got a whole lot better," I smiled.
Harry threw his shirt on the ground. He walked over to me and placed his hands on the armrests, trapping me between the chair and him. I thought he was gonna say something cheeky. Instead, he said, "We need to get ready for dinner."
"Dinner?"
"All you need to know is that it will be fancy so look sexy as hell, like always," Harry explained.
He headed back into the house to shower.
"That won't be hard to do."
***
Harry took me to a very fancy Italian restaurant. The two of us enjoyed a delicious meal and treated ourselves to dessert. I tried to tell Harry about the baby but it didn't feel like the right moment. We went back home where I found myself staring at the moon and stars out on the balcony.
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"You look beautiful tonight," Harry complimented.
I turned around with a big smile on my face as I tried not to blush. It was hard. He always knew what to say.
"I can't tell if Gucci looks better on you or me," He chuckled as he reached out for my hand.
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I gently placed my hand in his. He pulled me close and the two of us began dancing under the stars. He sang softly since there was no music playing. This was a moment straight out of a film if you ask me but I wasn't complaining. My husband knew how to treat me and he never missed a beat.
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"Harry," I began.
"Yes, pet," He responded.
"I have to tell you something."
"What might that be?"
I pulled away from Harry, causing us to stop dancing. I looked him in the eyes and said, "Harry, I'm pregnant. I'm getting close to two months."
His eyes widened without missing a beat. He gently placed his hand on my stomach before removing it and jumping up and down like an excited kid at Christmas. I have never seen Harry this excited before.
"She is pregnant!" Harry shouted. "I'm gonna be a dad!"
He gave me and hug and whispered, "I can't believe you are pregnant!"
I was so happy that he was excited.
"Alright, pet, I'll be right back," He informed. "I gotta go call my mom and tell her about this."
