Wedding Planner | s.w

Chapter 2

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Anastasia's P.O.V
I was going out with Harry today for the first time in what feels like forever, we were going for some frozen yogurt and a little shopping trip before the wedding.

I was wearing a black, mesh, sliced dress with a black bag and black heels. My hair was curled and I had cat eye eyeshadow with red lips.

I walked down the stairs to see Harry sat on the sofa, on the phone looking frustrated. I hid behind the door and listened in, "I can't not today! I was supposed to be spending time with my fiancé as we haven't spent any time together and I would like to spend time with her and help her plan the wedding."

The person on the other side seemed to be screaming at him, he groaned in frustration. "No it's final I'm not coming in."

He hung up and slammed his phone down as I walked in. "You okay babe?" I smiled at him, "Yeah just work on my back 24/7".  I sighed, "you still on for today?" He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead, "Of course wouldn't miss spending time with my favourite girl!" I smiled and kissed him.

He stood up, grabbed my hand and we walked to the car.

As we were driving down the road we blasted out our music and sang along.

We reached the yogurt shop and we both put our sunglasses on. We attached our hands and kept our heads down as we tried to make our way through the paparazzi, luckily they didn't say anything horrible.

When we got in the shop I ordered my normal as did Harry, we both sat down at a booth and ate our yogurt.

"So how's the wedding planning going?" He asked. "It's going good I have a meeting tomorrow are you able to attend?" , I asked hopeful. "I am actually, what time?" I slyly smiled.  "12:30." We caught eyes and smiled. " I'm so glad, this means that  we can finally plan together! Isn't it weird thinking this is how we met at a frozen yogurt shop and now we're getting married?"
"It's crazy harry! I couldn't imagine getting married to anybody else!" I truthfully said. "Me neither!" He kissed me and we carried on eating, with the occasional bit of yogurt going on each other's faces.

I really do love Harry and I wouldn't want to be with anybody else no matter who it was. He's the perfect guy he just knows me so well.

He knows when I'm upset and always knows how to make me feel better, he's always up for anything no matter what it is, always there to talk if I need to and you don't even have to be doing anything you can just be sat down on the sofa cuddling and it will still be the best thing.

I do love him.

But sometimes it gets hard him not always being there, not always being able to do things with him and when he goes away for months on end it does get lonely.

Yeah I have friends and things to do but it still always feels lonely without his presence.

When we had finished our yogurt, we left the shop and went for a stroll in the park, but as always we were interrupted by fans.

Harry looked at me asking if he could go and sign and take pictures I nodded my head and smiled.

I mean I know the fans are the reason that he is where he is but sometimes I wish he wasn't famous and we could have time together without people interrupting us.

I know that sounds selfish but I do and I also know that that's not gonna happen so I just have to smile and pretend it doesn't bother me.

I looked over at Harry and could see his green eyes sparkling like they do when he's happy and that's one thing that made me fall in love with him, his eyes.

They lay all his feelings out and I could stare into them forever.

As I was looking over, I also noticed that a few girls who were stood about a metre away from me were saying rude things about me and sniggering at me.

I felt my eyes well up and I put my sunglasses back on before anybody could see but Harry had already seen and was walking over to me.

"Are you okay love?" He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and wrapped his arms around me. "Yeah I'm fine." I sniffled. He pouted. "Don't cry baby, ignore them." He whispered, "They're just jealous."

He said goodbye to the fans, whilst slyly glaring at the girls who were being rude. We walked to our car, hand in hand making small talk, whilst dodging the paparazzi.

He opened the car door for me and I climbed in. He slid in and I placed my hand on his lap, rubbing his thigh.

We  drove home in a comfortable silence with the music playing softly and him occasionally running his fingers over my hand.

When we reached home, we slung our coats and bags down on the floor and ran up the stairs, eager to climb in bed.

We got ourselves into comfier clothes and climbed under the covers. I laid my head on his chest and curled into him. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead. I traced patterns on his bare chest, whilst he played with my hair.

"Please don't be upset baby." I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him. Staring intently into his beautiful emerald green eyes. "I don't like seeing you upset, especially when my "fans" have made you upset." I looked back down and he grabbed my chin so I was facing him.

"You Anastasia Karanikolaou, are the most beautiful girl in this entire world," he started his mini speech, "everything about you is perfect, your face , your hair, your body, your personality, the list is endless." My eyes started to well up again and I gave him a watery smile.

"You are my entire world, I never ever want to see you upset, it broke my heart today. I love you endlessly." I grabbed his face and smacked my lips straight onto his.

The kiss delved deeper. The next thing I knew, I was on top of him. Stripped of my previous clothing and left in my new set.

I ripped his shirt from over his head and disconnected our lips. I trailed open mouth kisses, all the way from his neck to his v line. Making sure to spend a little extra time on his sweet spot.

He pulled his trousers down and I pulled his boxers down, his member flipping up against his stomach. I lent down and swirled my tongue around the tip, before bobbing my head up and down. He bundled my hair into a ponytail as he pushed me further down. His thighs shook and his moans got louder as the warm liquid reached the back of my throat.

I pushed myself back up and lined his tip at my entrance. I slowly moved down and started to move my hips. His large hands grabbed my hip and started to move me backwards and forwards. He bucked his hips up and I started to move faster, his finger rubbing my clit, sending me into a whirl. I was screaming and he was getting louder. The sweat on his forehead, reaching the tip of his curls. Our pants started to slow down and I got off and kissed him, snuggling back into him.