When Harry woke up he wasn’t expecting to wake up alone.
Every morning since you and Harry had moved in together, you had woken up next to each other, probably cocooned by one another, and discussed any dreams that you’d had. That was a habit you’d both continued ever since you and Harry both told each other you had the same dream on the same night; a dream which involved you two getting married.
You’ve called each other soulmates ever since.
So, Harry couldn’t understand why you’d leave him cold in bed and without a dream partner on this particular day.
Normally he would do his morning routine before heading downstairs, but he was too confused by the disappearance of you to care to brush his teeth, brush his hair, shave his stubble or put on any clothes bar the boxers he was wearing.
“Babe?” Harry called out at the top of the stairs. No response had him trecking down the stairs.
He popped his head into various rooms, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary and nowhere housed you.
When he arrived at the kitchen, planning to get himself some water since he was now down here, the door was shut. It’s never shut, because you demanded an open house to let air and light through.
Then Harry’s gaze found the top of the door and noticed there was a pink paper sign, that had clearly been made by you and your lack of creative ability, that said ‘Harry’s House’. He smiled in confusion and knocked on the door.
“Baby? Y/N/N?” He called out your nickname.
Just when he was about to open the door, you finally appeared. You opened the kitchen door just a smidge and smiled so brightly when you saw him. You wouldn’t open the door any more than an inch, just so he could see your face.
“Hi!”
“Hello?” Harry said, confused, “Lovie? What are you doing? Why aren’t you in bed with me?”
“I…Um…” You stumbled on your words, not having thought through this part of the plan.
“Oh just let him in, Y/N!”
Harry’s eyebrows furrow, “Is that..?”
You then open the door for him and his suspicions are met as he sees his mum standing there, holding some sparkly balloons with the number ‘1’ on them. Then he sees Gem, all of his management, the band and everyone who helped him out on his album.
If the big banner above the kitchen island wasn’t enough of a clue, Harry suspected this was a party to celebrate the one year anniversary of ‘Harry’s House’ - the album.
“Surprise!” Everyone shouted and Harry just stood there, absolutely no shame that he was in his boxers only, looking around in amazement.
All his favourite people were under one roof and under one room, and all before midday.
“What the…” Harry said and everyone laughed. “Baby, are we having the same dream again?” He turned to you.
“No, this is real.” You giggled excitedly, so happy that you had managed to pull this off. You hadn’t even thought about doing anything until last weekend, but it was a necessity to celebrate one of Harry’s greatest achievements in your opinion.
Jeff came up to him with a cake and Harry blew out the candles on top. People cheered and popped poppers and tooted little horns in celebration. Harry didn’t think he could feel any more loved in that moment than he did then.
“You have your wonderful fiancé to thank for all this, H.” Anne interjected the fun momentarily.
“Oh it was nothing.” You waved your hands to stop her from shedding the spotlight onto you.
Harry turned to you, where you were stood slightly behind him still at the door. “I should’ve known this was all you.” He smiled at your, hearts in his eyes.
“Couldn’t not celebrate one of the biggest achievements in your life.” You shrugged your shoulders like it was no big deal.
Harry shook his head so softly you might’ve missed it if you weren’t so in love with noticing him and all his details. “What?” You asked shyly, the room quieting around you even though people were still talking loudly.
“I love you, so much.” Harry said.
“I love you too.” You smiled at him, tears in your eyes from how overwhelming this moment was.
“I want to kiss you but I haven’t brushed m’teeth.” He said and you chuckled at how silly he was being.
“I don’t care.” You let out a tearful laugh.
“You don’t?”
“No.”
“Good. ‘Cause neither do I.”
Harry took two steps to get to you, grabbing your cheeks with his hands and pulling your lips to his. You couldn’t breathe before he sealed his lips to yours, but kissing him gave you all the air you needed.
You twisted your hands around his neck and pulled on the tiny curls of hair at the base of his head. He moved his head from side to side as he tried to continue your kiss for as long as possible.
It was you who had to pull away first because you couldn’t quite catch your breathe. You let out a breathy laugh as you did so and Harry kissed your forehead in delight.
“You’re amazing.” Harry whispered against your head as he kissed the tip of your nose this time.
“I know.”
“And I love you so fucking much.”
“I know.”
“I was so lucky to find you.” He shook his head as he looked down at you with so much admiration.
“The feelings mutual.” You leant up to kiss him again, softer and quicker this time, “Oh and H? Happy 1 year anniversary to your third baby.”
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Credits to finelinevogue
A/N: I can't believe Harry’s House is already one year old! What's your favorite song from the album? Mine's Daydreaming and Satellite<3
