The Belladonna

Chapter 21

"Somewhere along the way, you decided I was worth saving." - Bella

Isabella's POV:

The morning after was blissful. I woke up next to Harry, but this time felt different. We were finally one, two people bonded for life. 

He was already awake, looking at me lazily, a big smile on his face. "What?" I ask and he shrugs. "I'm happy." he says, his simple response making a smile come to my face as well. "I am too." I whisper and he leans over, kissing my temple.

He gently runs his hand through my hair and I let out a sigh, moving to snuggle up against him. His body was warm and it made me feel at home. "How do you feel, Mrs. Styles?" he murmurs in my ear and I giggle, looking up at him and kissing his nose.

"Absolutely amazing." I answer and he grins, his green eyes sparkling with joy. "Good." he murmurs before looking at my arm. "It looks good still. Guess it was nothing you couldn't handle." he teases and I roll my eyes. 

"Yeah." I say sarcastically and he chuckles. "I love you so much Bella." he says, hugging me and I smile into his chest. "I love you too Harry." I say, the feeling of love I had for this man so much I couldn't voice it enough. 

"Are you ready to go out or do you just want to lay here all day?" he asks and I stay quiet for a minute, debating the options. "Well, we could stay in here all day, I wouldn't mind." I say and he laughs. "But I think we probably have work to do." I add and he nods. 

"And people say pirates don't do anything." Harry grumbles and I laugh, sitting up with him. "We do more than most people know." I agree and he grunts. "I'll go get your clothes. There should be some in the dresser." he says and I nod, letting him get up and I look down at my hands, a big smile on my face. 

I was married. More than that, I was married to Harry. I couldn't be happier.

"What's that look for?" he asks and I look up, seeing him already pulling on pants, a grin on his face. "We're married." I say and he pauses, a soft smile on his face as he gazes at me. "We are." he whispers, coming over to me and laying my clothes down on the bed before kissing me. 

"I can finally be with you forever." he whispers and I smile. "I'm never going to leave." I whisper and he kisses my nose before standing up. "Get dressed, Mrs. Styles. Everyone's waiting." he says happily and I nod, quickly dressing before joining Harry by the door. He finally got his shirt on, thankfully, so we were ready to get going.

We walked down to the first floor, the flights seeming a lot more tiring this morning than last night. Everyone was down there, talking together calmly until they saw us. I intentionally avoided the looks I got from the other boys and focused on my mother, who came up and gave me a hug. 

"How are you?" she asks and I smile. "I'm good!" I reply and she looks down at my arm. "We'll need to go get you checked out." she says and I nod. Queen Phillipa and Shayla joined us and soon I was being shooed away from Harry and taken away to see my doctor.

"So was it fun last night?" Shayla asks and I feel my cheeks get red. Seeing my face Shayla laughs, shaking her head at me and I groan. "It was, but I don't want to talk about it." I grumble and she shrugs. "Fine, fine." she teases and I huff. 

We met with Dr. Gregory and he was absolutely thrilled to see me. According to him, my arm was healing up extremely well and I should be able to move it within the next week or so. That news was so relieving I nearly fell to the floor.

He proceeded to check on my mother, who was also doing much better. All of her bruises were fading and all the cuts she had were healing up so nicely, you could hardly see them. Both of us were in the clear, which was so amazing to hear and I couldn't help but smile.