The start to Planning #21

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Liam’s P.O.V.

I woke up this morning with Leona’s light snores. I kissed her nose as she snuggled closer into my chest. I chuckled a little.

 Her vanilla scent felled my nose. I just want to stay like this forever. But sadly we have a life that we have to live. Plus today we have to do some wedding things with our mums. I got up slowly laying her head on the pillow next to my head. I took my phone out take a quick picture of my sleeping fiancé and twitting it after words.

@real_Liam_Payne

My sleeping fiancé and I are going to get some wedding planning done today!

Almost right away people retweeted , mostly asking when I’ll do a tweet cam. I ran into the shower change into something simple. Making breakfast was not that easy. Dishes where all over the kitchen counter.   

  Small arms wrapped around my torso as a head laid on my back. I turned around picking L. and sitting her on the counter next to where I was trying to make destine food.

“Morning babe! How was the night?” i cupped her soft pinkish cheeks, kissing her slowly turning more passionate by the moment. Some cleared their throat in the background. We broke a part blushing madly as our mothers stood in front of use smiling their heads off.

“Looks like you two have been getting really  friendly with each other, huh?” mum had a smirk playing on her lips. I blushed into a deeper shade of red if the was possible, and I’m not talking about lee’s cheeks yet.

Leona’s P.O.V.

The heat in my cheeks began to raise every time Mrs.Payne looked at me then back at Liam. I poked he’s cheek and then his belly. But man those abs he’s got there hurt my finger a bit.

We arrived at the a little boutique at the edge of the city. Right now we are planning. Well some of the planning. I don’t want a color everybody uses at their wedding. Yes purple goes in there too. As i fixed a little edge of my shirt{polyvore} a lady came towards us.

“Hello who is the lovely couple?” she was about 5’3 tall, blonde hair, and a pair of glasses setting on the tip of her nose. Liam rose our linked hands up.

“Lovely, there both here! Not many men like helping with planning a wedding.” her thick London accent filled my ears.

“Well he’s not like most men.” I reached up on my tippy toes kissing his cheeks. I little shade of pink came a poke he’s cheeks. 

The smiling lady whose name was Anne, took us to like a table in the back. We sat she pulled out a HUGE books full with everything you need. Just not the dresses and things like those.

“Wow! That is more to do then I thought it would  be!” Liam exclaimed with wide eyes. Anne and I laughed at his face expression.

It's going to take forever to plan the the wedding!

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