Riley POV
I stretched my hands back, lightly hidding the bedbord behind me. Yawning, I grinned, turning on my side. I opened my eyes, disappointed to see my fiance wasn't next to me.
"Haz?" I called.
"Making breakfast" He called back.
I smiled at his voice. Realizing I was completely naked, I got up and took one of Harry's larger t-shirts and slipping into booty short underwear. Throwing my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head, placing my large Ray Bans onto my face, washing my face and quickly brushing my teeth, I exited our room.
I practically slid down the stairs, keeping my hands on the walls beside me so I didn't fall on my face. I skipped around the corner and accidently bumped into Harry who walked into my direction.
"Hello there beautiful" Harry said. I threw my hands around his neck and pressed my minty lips to his. When we pulled away, I took a seat one of the stools at the counter. "Why are you so happy?" Harry gave a side smile.
"Hmmmm, let me think... it's either because tomorrow I'll have the last name Styles, I'll be married to you, or we'll be in the Carribean in two days. Not sure" I said giggling.
"Oh right! Tomorrow we are getting married. Blew my mind, totally forgot" Harry said, lightly tapping his head.
"I mean we don't have to." I joked, looking down.
"Yeah, I'll just call the wedding planner right now" He said, picking up the house phone and dialing. I bolted over to him, even if he was kidding, I took the phone away from him. He chuckled and kissed my nose.
We sat down for breakfast, practicing feeding each other for the following night.
"We are so weird" I said as Harry threw his head back at me smooshing pancake onto his nose. He was about to get me back but I sprinted away and up the stairs. "I have to get ready for work" I protested.
"You don't have to go, though, you can spend the rest of the day with me?" He offered, his footsteps getting louder behind me until I felt to strong arms around my waist and a chin rest on the crook of my neck.
"You don't even know how amazing that sounds, but the girls said if I stay home I'll be stressed"
"But when you're stressed, you get the crinkle in between your eyebrows and its so cute" He said, kissing the spot where my 'stress crinkles' were.
"So you want me to be stressed about our wedding?" I countered.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... no, I just want you to stay home" He whined.
"I love you soo very much! Come over for lunch, I'm sure Grimmy wouldn't mind a special appearance from Harry Styles" I giggled, releasing myself from Harry's grip and getting dressed.
"I love you and I'll see you for lunchy poo" Harry said, kissing my cheek and then my forehead and then other cheek and my nose.
"Can you just get to the lips so I can go?" I asked. Harry chuckled and kissed my lips. I walked over to my Mercedes, the one that looks like a Jeep Rangler but is soo much hotter, Radio One gives off a good pay *thumbs up.*
"Look who it is, people of the United Kingdom! Ms. Adams!" Grimmy said into the microphone as I shrugged off my cargo jacket and put my Long Champ bag at my feet.
"Hello Mr. Grimshaw, how are you on this wonderful last day of me being Ms. Adams?" I giggled, sitting down in my chair.
"Pretty darn well considering I am a groomsmen at your wedding" He said. I laughed and blushed.
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Nothing More Than Best Friends (A Harry Styles FanFic)
FanfictionPLEASE NOTE THAT I AM PERIODICALLY EDITING ALL THESE CHAPTERS, SO THEY MIGHT BE AWFUL BECAUSE I WAS YOUNG AND DIDN'T KNOW WHAT GRAMMAR WAS A YEAR AGO.... We used to have this game. I would sit in the audience and he would have to try and find me be...
