Haylor One-Shots

Life Happens

Harry's P.O.V

I walked into the house Taylor and I recently brought in L.A and all I heard was screaming in what sounded like our bathroom. Throwing my journal, sunglasses, phone and keys on the couch next to Meredith and Olivia I sprinted upstairs freaking out internally. 'Oh crap, as long as there is no blood I'll be fine.' Running into the bedroom I saw Taylor walking out of the bathroom looking completely normal. She looked up and saw me, "hey Harry. You're home early." I paused to kiss her.

"Hey baby. Yeah I was done early so I wanted to come home and see my new bride early." I smiled at her. She smiled at me and pranced over to kiss me.

*Flashback*  

"Can you believe we are married now?" I asked Taylor as she leaned into my side. She shook her head and looked up at me. "No I can't after all this time and finally we are married." I nodded and thought back. "God 2012 seemed like so long ago. Can you believe that you're now twenty five and I'm twenty one?" She shook her head as she leaned up to peck my lips. I bent down to let her do whatever she wanted. We had gotten married earlier in the day at 2.00pm now it was almost 11.30pm at night and we were heading to the jet to fly to our honeymoon which was in England. The weather was just starting to get nice and I was glad we had such an awesome day. Nashville had been the perfect place to get married after all this time. We had only been engaged for six months but with this year's touring line-up we wanted to make sure that we were married.

Arriving at the airport Taylor's security men grabbed our luggage whilst we clambered on-board and sat down. Resting for the first time that day I pulled Taylor into my lap. She pressed her face into my neck as my hands danced on her waistline. "Hey baby..." I murmured against her. "mmm," she answered. I gulped and said, "I only just realised that I never asked you if you wanted kids?" Her head quickly shot up from my neck as tears glistened in her eyes. She began to nod as she looked at me. I quickly kissed her and said, "I love you so much."

"I love you too Harry." She stated kissing me again as the pilot told us to take seats because we were leaving. I picked up her hand as she strapped herself in. "I want to have kids Tay,"

"Me too Harry but we can't right now...which sucks." I leant in and said,

"Why not baby?" She turned to me and gave me a questioning look.

"I don't know if you are saying what I think that you are but you are away just as much as me this year. There is no way that I'm doing it all by myself. I want to boss you around and send you out for cravings at odd hours so I want us to both be at home." I smiled and put my hand on her stomach. "I can't wait for our own children. They will be so spoilt..."

"Not too spoilt. Right?" Taylor questioned.

"With America's sweetheart as their mother these children are going to be so spoilt just for a choice of mum." I watched her blush red, my favourite colour on her. "What about you, cheesy daddy?" I shook my head and stated.

"No one wants that babe, but seriously if we both want kids and I want to be home when you are pregnant. I don't want you doing things alone." Taylor leant over and kissed me. "Well...I don't. You are my wife and you're mine." I growled as she sat herself in my lap again now that we were airborne. "You're too sweet babe, but I think we should just practice so we are perfect for when we want it to happen." I nod my head as Taylor settles against me for the ten hour flight to London since we are spending time there in our London home. 'Our London home...' I thought as I smile and settled back.

Ten hours later I watched Taylor slide into the back of the SUV waiting to take us to our home. I smiled goofily then crawled in after her to find her sitting in the middle so I let her curl into me. "I love you so much Taylor." I felt her smile into my neck and twenty minutes we walked into the house that over the course of our last few attempts at a relationship we had managed to get right. It started with buying the house in 2012 when we first dated. Then when we broke up I thought seriously about selling it but I went on tour and kept it; by February 2013 we had dated since November of 2012 and had spent time finding artwork and paint colours that we both loved. Then last year when we got back together in secret after discovering we both loved each other we decorated the house through Skype. Well Taylor told me where to put things. There was one room that I had already designed that I had never let her see though. I always stated it was private but now that we were married I couldn't keep it from her any longer.