Chp 82 Bruno Mars, OneD, 5SOS attend my honeymoon in the morning.

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Bella

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I cannot go out like this! I pulled my hair frustratingly as I paced around the room with a speed.

A royal blue robe was wrapped around my almost naked body that was covered by a thin black-as people would like to call it, a bikini.

" Bella! Bella-hey-" I heard his voice turned clearer and louder as he burst into the bathroom.

My hands keeping the towel right around me weaken as I was truly surprised and let go of the towel.

Let it go, let it goooo.

No, no, no!

" Edward! Hi." I said breathless as I bent down and picked the towel up and covered my body up swiftly.

" Shit," He whispered. " I should tell you to pick up clothes for often huh? Aww, god. I should buy you more skinny tight jeans. Or even yoga pants." He groaned and rubbed his face.

" C'mon Mr Boner." I punched his shoulder hardly with my small fist. " Damnit, can you put on something more...unrevealling?"

My heart fell. " I look hideous don't I? I already told Rosalie and Alice not to pack me these clothes! I mean- yeah, they just like to pack them, I don't even know-"

" Bella, hey. Calm down, I'm not saying you look hideous-hell, do you honestly think I would think that?" He bent down till his eyes were my level and both of his hands were on my shoulders. I gave him a small shrug and tried to avoid his gaze.

" I don't know." I mumbled.

" You look awesomely, utterly, beautiful you know that?" His green grey eyes intoxicated me, hypnotizing me to agree with him. I gulped and nodded obidently. How can he do this? How can a simple grey green eyes influence me? That bastard.

" Awesome." He grinned boyishly, knowing he own and he stood up straight. " Let's go for a honeymoon swim."

🐽you are a pig!🐽

" It's...s-so col-d." My teeth chattered as I hugged my wet body, shivering. " Here." He handed me a dry warm towel and I immediately hugged it to my body, wrapping up myself like a burrito.

Edward saw me and laughed, hugging me tightly. " You are huggable."

" Are you calling me fat?" I arched my left eyebrow. He grinned and shook his head. That jerk!

" THE LAST ONE IN THE SHOWER IS A SORE LOSER!" He yelled and ran away from me. I screamed and ran after him.

🐽you are still a pig🐽

" Hey loser, come up." I teased and patted the soft bed beside me. He narrowed his eyes at me and plopped down beside me. I immediately felt a brush combing my hair down to my back.

" You lost a lot of hair." He declared at last. "What a lousy barber." I joked and he pouted. " C'mon loser, let sleep." I laid down and snuggled close to him.

" Not a loser." He muttered.

" Yes you are, a sore loser, the one who made up the game-"

" Yes, yes I know." He rolled his eyes.

I giggled and snuggled in further in his chest. " You are warm," He murmured. " And hairy." He sure didn't pronounce the word wrong.

" Omigosh! I know right? Harry Styles is like supper warm, like hot. So Harry Styles is like awesome hot! Omigosh!" I squealed.

" Uhm...okay?" He answered unsure and I sighed blissfully, imagining, fantasying me in Harry Styles or even Luke Hemming's muscular arms. Damn, I know right? I chose the wrong husband.

🌙although it's late at night, but you are still a pig🐽🌙

" WHAT DO YOU DO WITH A BIG FAT BUTT? WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE!"

I screamed out in frustration and buried my head in the fluffy pillows. " Stop it, Edward!" I yelled.

" I....'M GONNA SWINNGGGGGGG FROM THE CHANDELIERRRRRR." He sang, or croaked out with a high pitch voice I never ever want to hear again.

I groaned out in annoyance and clamped my ears shut with pillows and blankets.

" IF YOU DONT SWIM, YOU WILL DROWN-"

I shrieked out in respond and yelled excitedly, fleeing the pillows away from hands, making Edward ducked.

" YOU LOOK SO PERFECT STANDING THERE, IN MY AMERICAN APPAREL UNDERWEARRR AND I KNOW NOW, THAT I AM SO DOWN..."

We continued yelling out the lyrics from 5 Seconds of Summer. They sure will be jealous. We sang till our throats sore, flopping on the bed and we laughed.

I never knew our honeymoon morning is going to start this...awesome.

" I am awake!" I gasped out in a raspy voice and he nodded, kissing my cheek.

" Go wash up, use my mouthwash too."

I scowled at him. My breathe does not stink.

" I AM IN LOVE WITH THE GIRL WITH A HEART LIKE CALIFORNIA-"

" Heart like California, and smile like a Hollywood dream..." I whispered to myself and smiled as it stepped into the cold tiles of the bathroom.

His song changes as I stood out of the bathroom with fresh mouth breath.

" CAUSE THERE WILL BE NO SUNLIGHT....IF I LOSE YOU BAB-BY...IF YOU WALK AWAY....EVERYDAY IT WILL RAI-AI-AIN." I laughed as he stood up wobbly on the big soft bed, singing out his ass for me.

" I love Bruno Mars." I smiled and stood up beside him. " No you don't You love me." He said with his face bursting with confidence.

" Egomaniac."

"5SOS lover."

"Chicken."

"OneD screamer."

"Sore loser."

"Belieber."

"Pornologist."

" 's husband."

"Hey!"

" What?!"

" Shut up!"

"Husband."

" Wife."

I smiled brightly. I like the sound of that. He hold me in his arms and whispered. " Are we having a fight, wife?"

" Yes, husband. Yes we are." I giggled and leaned in his chest.

"Hm..what does a husband do when his wife is upset from a fight?"

" He listens and obeys to every word she says, all day, everyday!" I sang.

" Now drop and give me twenty!" I ordered with a fake serious tone. He gave me a salute.

" Sir yes sir!"

He lunged to the floor and started pumping.

" Looooweer! Loower!" Seconds later, I found myself ridding on his back as he

pumped.

He gave me a grunt in respond.

This is going to be a good day.

Adios my lovelies!

I looove the part when they sangggg. I know right?! I loveeee 5SOS! OMGGGGGGG and Luke Hemming look f*ck hot. Harry has four nipples. Luke has sexy lip ring. Bruno Mars has the words every girl loves <3.

Oh, and the lyrics, songs are from what I am hearing now. Rude by Magic now:)) omg, I love music so damn much!

BatteryyJanee

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