Mr And Mrs Styles

Chapter 1: Getting Used To Things

Meghan's point of view
It's our first official morning in our house. I woke up in a new bed. I'm a new house. When I opened my eyes, I seen Harry asleep. His arms were still gripped around my waist. I woke up and took off my pjs and put on a bra and one of Harry's shirts on, that was so big on my tiny body, it almost revealed my bra and it was like a short dress. It just rested mid thigh. I was wearing underwear too.

I crept out to the kitchen that was down the hall from our bedroom. I realized we had no food, only tap water. No dishes at all. I frowned, wanting to make breakfast for Harry, or at least a tea. I felt arms go round my neck and rested on my chest, and a kiss on my cheek. I turned around. "Good morning babes," I frowned.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Harry asked, lifting up my chin.
"I wanted to make breakfast but I forgot we had no food..." I explained.
"Baby, no, you don't have to do that!" Harry smiled.
"But, I wanted to!" I exclaimed.
"How about we go out for a nice brunch, since it's 11," Harry suggested.
"Ok, let's go get ready," I smiled.

Harry and I were both up in our room. We both got dressed into matching outfits with Mr and Mrs on the backs of the shirts. I wore shorts and Harry wore capris. I done up my makeup and did two braids in my long hair. "It's 12 now, haha so looks like its lunch and grocery shopping!" I giggled.
"Yeah, I guess so!!" Harry chuckled.

Harry and I went out to my BMW convertible, and he opened the door for me to get in, and shut it behind me. He hopped into the drivers seat and drove off somewhere to eat. He held onto my hand and drove with the other. His fingers played with my ring. "I'm happy your my wife Meghan! I truly am!" Harry teared up.
"And I'm truly happy your my husband!!" I smiled.
Harry pulled into a local McDonalds and we got out hand in hand.

We got in the line, and both ordered salads and root beers. We found an empty booth and sat across from each other. "What type of groceries do you have in mind?" Harry asked, sipping his drink.
"Um, like healthy food, and maybe a bit of unhealthy," I giggled.
"Ok sweet!" Harry chuckled.

After we were done eating, Harry drove to a grocery store for us to pick up some things for our home. I grabbed a shopping cart, and lodged my purse in the top of it. Harry was by my side as I pushed the cart through the store. "Let's go get dishes and stuff, ok?" I smiled.
"Ok, sounds good!" Harry grinned.
We went over to the dishes area of the grocery store and picked up tons of cutlery, glasses, mugs, plates, and bowls. I pushed the cart over to the food. Harry picked up his food he liked, and I picked up mine.

"Ready for the checkout sweet?" Harry asked.
"Yup, I think so!" I smiled.
I steered the cart over to the checkout, and put the things on the convertible belt. "Hello, how are you?" The lady asked.
"Were great thank you, and yourself?" Harry smiled.
"I'm good, thank you. Aren't you Harry Styles??" She smiled wide.
"Yes, I am, and this is my newly wedded wife, Meghan!" Harry smiled.
"Hi!" I blushed.
"Hello! Congrats by the way!" She smiled, clicking the buttons, as she was finishing. "Your total is $234.50,".
"I got it babes, don't worry!" I grinned.
"Ok!" Harry smiled.
I swiped my card and paid for the food. "Have a nice day!" She smiled.
"You too dear!" Harry grinned.
We walked out of the grocery store together and put the things in the tiny trunk of the BMW and even put things in the back seat. "Ready to go home?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, you wanna drive?" I asked.
"Sure!" Harry grinned, while I tossed him the keys and got in the car.

Once we got home, Harry helped me bring in the stuff and put away everything. "Babe, can you help me wash the dishes?" I asked.
"Sure, I can dry, ok?" Harry smiled.
"That's perfect!" I giggled, tapping his nose lightly.
As I scrubbed the dishes and cutlery, Harry dried them to perfection! We put all the stuff away together, and there was just enough room for everything. "Now, how was that?" Harry chuckled.
"Ha, pretty good!" I giggled.

Harry and I never did much for the rest of the day, but in the late afternoon I started cooked supper. Harry walked into the huge kitchen, sniffing the air. "Mm, smells good babe. Whatcha cooking?" Harry asked.
"I am cooking chicken thighs, with some rice and potatoes!" I giggled.
"Yum! Can't wait to eat!" Harry chuckled, coming over to kiss me, then leaving to sit in the living room.

It was around 4:50, and supper was finished. I took it up on plates, and put them on the table. "Suppers ready babe!!" I called out.
"Coming!" Harry smiled, jogging to the table.
"Do you want lemonade or water? Or even some soda?" I smiled.
"Do we have orange juice, and sprite?" Harry asked.
"Yes, why?" I smiled.
"I'll make the drinks!" Harry grinned. "Go sit!"
Harry got the drinks out and got our two glasses. He poured sprite and orange juice into both glasses and started to stir. "Try it, it's yummy!" Harry spoke.
I took the drink from his hand and sipped it. "It is good. Thanks babe!" I smiled.

As we finished up eating, Harry put the dishes in the sink for me and I wiped down the table. "Today was a good day" I smiled.
"Yeah? Well I'm glad, that my wife is happy!" Harry smirked.
"And I am glad to be your wife, Harry!" I smiled wide.
"And I am very honoured to be your husband!" Harry grinned.
"Oh Harry, you know exactly what to say. Your so sweet!!" I smiled.

As the day came to an end, Harry and I laid down in our bed. "Harry, I have a question for you," I spoke.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"I know it's quick, but when would you be comfortable to have kids?" I asked nervously.
"Well whenever your comfortable babe. I'm not gonna pressure you to have kids of your not ready!" Harry spoke, smiling.
"Ok Harry, thank you for that!" I smiled, hugging him tight.
"No problem babes!" Harry smiled, kissing my head.

A/N:
It's here!! Book number 3 of this series. I hope you enjoyed the first part of this new story. After this book, would you like to see a possible book 4?? I know it sounds crazy, but it'll be fine. Let me know your thoughts!!