Always and Forever (Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 112

Chapter 112:

The night was amazing, more than I could ever ask for. Kendall and I left for our honeymoon at around two o'clock in the morning. We were on a small plane with a couple other people, when we had found our seats. Marilee had helped me out of my dress and she promised to take it to Kendall and mines apartment. I now was in dark skinny jeans, a baggy white long sleeved shirt with a black belt cinching my mid section, and a pair of white high top converse. Kendall had changed too, into a white sweater, jeans, and his black vans. I held his hand as we both yawned. "Where are we going?" I asked him. He smirked down at me.

"Wouldn't you like to know..." He mumbled before kissing my lips. I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder as we were now in lift off. Most the flight Kendall and I slept. It was a very long flight that took hours before we finally landed. It was around late afternoon where we were now and it was very rainy. I looked past Kendall down out the window to see a beautiful scenery.

"Welcome to England babe." Kendall whispered in my ear. I shrieked and squeezed his hand.

As soon as we got off the plane, Kendall and I were off doing everything imaginable. We toured around in the short hours before it was time or bed. "I'm not tired..." I whined flopping down on our king sized bed in our honeymoon suite. Kendall giggle plugging in our phones which were used a lot for pictures today. Kendall was soon at my knees where they hung off the bed. I giggled as he crawled on top of me.

"Hey there." I teased as he smiled lowering his lips down on mine. He was everything. Everything. I couldn't have asked for a better life. I couldn't. It was too hard to come up with someone better than him. He was amazing. He drove me crazy, while also keeping me sane. I pulled my lips away slowly as our heated moment had started a frenzy between us.

"Mr. Schmidt." I smiled up at him. He smirked looking at my lips then back at my eyes.

"Mrs. Schmidt." He smiled, before pulling off his shirt. I giggled and pulled mine off as well. The moonlight from the balcony door showed us enough to admire the others physique as we continued to undress one another. As soon as we were done watching the other, the magic began. Kisses were shared, feelings increased, and the love between us became greater and more fueled by desire. In the wee hours of the early morning I was awaken and looked up to see my husband. Damn, it felt good to finally call him my husband. I smiled up at him and played with his hair. He didn't even stir once. He was perfectly still and would breath heavily every so often. I admired his face, every curve, line, and texture I loved. He was mine. And I was his. Always and forever. No matter what people said about us, we were perfect for one another.