Ch. 5
Taylor's POV
(7 months later)
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride" The preacher says. Harry kisses me and we run to the car. "We did it, babe. We're finally married! Wanna have kids? I would like to adopt because there are so many kids who deserve a better home. We can provide that." He spits out. "Whoa Harry calm down we haven't even been married for 5 minutes! But yes I would like to adopt kids. I would love that. But can we get the car started first?" I ask. "Oh yeah babe sorry" Harry tells me. "Its ok." I say as we drive away. 30 minutes later we arrive at our new rancher we bought in rural New York state. I love it. We get in the house and we go into the bedroom when Harry starts to speak. "Taylor. I'm gonna have to leave the band. They telling me that things won't work out and you'll write songs about me. That will never happen. But they won't shut the hell up. I'm gonna have to leave the band. Is that ok?" He asks. "Of course babe. We can write songs together and we can sing together. That would work out really good. Wanna do that?" I ask. "Yeah let's do that." I grab my laptop and look up adoption agencies. 40 minutes later we find the one. He has brown hair and green eyes. He is from Detroit. His mom had him when she was a teenager and had to give him up. He is with a foster family now. He is 3 years old. I contact the adoption agency and set up a time to meet him. "We did it, babe. We are going to be parents. I love you, babe. What do you want to name him?" Harry asks. "Well I really like the names Ronan and Tyler. How about Ronan Tyler Swift Styles?" I ask. "I love that name. It's perfect. " Harry says before kissing me. I fall asleep on the bed on Harry's lap.
