Harry Styles and Catalina Flores have been in a relationship for almost three years. They barely fight, they adore each other, even their friends often describe them as the "perfect couple."
But how will they react when everything becomes a bit comp...
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October
Four months later...
"Harry, have you got your costume ready?" When Catalina entered their bedroom, Harry was just putting on the straw cowboy hat on his head. "Oh my," Catalina fanned herself for dramatics as she looked at her husband, "You look so sexy."
"It's not too... simple?"
"Fuck no," she almost cut him off. Approaching him, her hands ran over his exposed arms, "You seriously look so good, Harry. Is it wrong to say that I'd rather stay in bed and put this hat to good use?" Giving him a look that made his knees weak.
"Tempting," his hands gripped her hips as he pulled her towards him, pressing their bodies together. "I think I'd much rather take this dress off of you."
It was the last day of October. They didn't have anything planned but after Eleanor and Louis phoned and invited them for a night out without the kids, they quickly contacted their mums to see if one of them could watch Arlo. Maritza was more than willing, as was Anne, but she was getting over a cold. They put on last minute costumes. Catalina was dressed as the iconic Carrie with fake blood on her face while Harry randomly found a cowboy hat at work and brought it with him. He put on a white tank top underneath a cream button up with flower designs on it and neutral colored trousers with squares.
"I'm not gonna lie, I'd much rather you do that than go out for a couple of drinks," Cata wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him even closer. Their lips brush against each other before she makes the first move and smashes them together. She moaned when Harry grabbed her bum to squeeze it. "Harry," she breathed, "Baby, we can't." Harry didn't seem to listen as his lips found hers once again. Catalina couldn't complain though.
A knock resonated the room making them pull away from each other. "Are you guys having sex?" Grace's voice was heard on the other side of the door.
Harry cursed under his breath as Catalina strutted toward the door, opening it. She raised her eyebrows at her friend, "Why is it that every time a door closed you always assume we're having sex or doing something similar?"
"Can't really blame me, can you?" Grace shrugged at her before leaving.
"I guess we should go," Catalina told Harry, a sheepish smile on her face. She held her hand out for him to take, which he did and they walked downstairs together to meet their friends who were chatting in the living room.
"Oi! Finally!" Louis stood up. He was dressed as Spider-Man, but without a mask while Eleanor sported an all black suit with cat ears on her head. Grace and Xander were the only couple who matched; Grace dressed up as a French maid while Xander was lord of the manor.
"Yeah, yeah," Harry waved his hand. "Let's go then, shall we?"
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