My Love for You is So Big

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Hi:) I know I promised to update yesterday, but I went dress shopping for my cousin's prom. Her dresses are so pretty! Alright, back to the story... TEAM JULARRY! LOL! Thanks to all you amazing readers out there! 1,373 reads and 47 votes! YAY! Sooo...here's the chappie:)

~Harry's POV~

 We're home safe and sound. I didn't give any of my gravy away to anyone, thank God.

"What do you want to do? It's only five o'clock," Juliette said as she carried Jularry up the porch.

"Uhm, why don't we watch a movie? You still have the popcorn from the pier right?" I asked taking Jularry out of her hands. She nodded and opened the front door. I felt the cool air from the AC brush against my skin, and the smell of vanilla and strawberries tingled on my nose.

"Uh, sure. Why don't we watch a comedy?"

"What about-"

"WHITE CHICKS!" we screamed in unison before we bursted in a fit of laughter. We dropped all of our stuff and I 'canon-balled' to the sofa.

"OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!" I yelped.

"Oh my gosh, babe are you okay?!"

"No," I said pouting like a 5 year-old.

"Aww, what does weetle Hawy want? His mummy?" she asked in a baby voice.

"No, weetle Hawy wants a kiss from Juwiette," I said giving her  the pretty-please-for-me look. She bent down and knelt on the floor. She leaned closer and I closed my eyes. She chuckled, "Not so fast mister. You have some cotton candy around your mouth."

"Yeah? Why don't you lick it off," I said seductively.

"Hahaha, in your dreams sweet cheeks."

"I know," I said before leaning in and kissing her passionately. It felt perfect, as if it was made in Heaven. After a few seconds my tongue brushed  against her lip and the kiss turned into a snog. After a minute or so, we pulled away to catch our breath.

"Mmm, that cotton candy was good," she said flashing her billion dollar smile.

"Oh, Juliette Anne McCartney; come here before I melt like the Wicked Witch of the West," I said patting the seat next to me. She bounced her way next to me and snuggled on my chest. I played with her hair and it smelt like vanilla with a pinch of strawberries. "You smell good."

"You too." Wait what? Oh, I just said my thoughts out loud. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

The movie started to play, and after an hour and fifty minutes, Juliette was crying because she laughed so hard. Her laugh was so contagious that I couldn't help myself. We laughed and laughed for about five minutes until we were out of breath.

"Oh god, that was funny," she said wiping her tears. I sighed and lifted her chin to face me.

"You enjoying?"

"More than you can imagine. I'm enjoying every second with the man I love more than Liam hates spoons, more than  Niall loves Nandos, more than Louis loves carrots, and WAY more than Zayn loves mirrors. But most of all, I love how we are like every other normal teenage couple in this Earth."

"Aww, I'm so touched. I love you more though," I said kissing the tip of her nose. She softly giggled and snuggled on my neck.

"So, do you ever plan on telling me where we're going next week," she said. Her hot breath tickled my neck and it felt so sweet and minty. "Harry?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, never mind. I-uhm, no. I'm not telling you where we're going," I said massaging her hand.

"B-b-but," she said pouting her bottom lip.

"No buts."

"You don't have a butt?" she joked.

"Totally, that's why I have problems pooing," I said sarcastically.

The rest of the night, we just sat on the couch talking about whatever pops in our little minds. What we wanted to be when we grow, but of course, for now, I'll stick with singing. She said she wanted to be a surfer, an aviatress, or a nurse; but most of all she wanted to be an amazing mother to at least three kids. I can see her running around litte Juliettes and little Harrys. I smiled at that thought.

"I also want to sleep now. It's getting late," she said stretching her arms and legs. I checked the time on my phone, it was 10:45.

"Alright, goodnight babe. I'll sleep in a few minutes. I'm just going to phone the lads."

"Are you sure? They must be asleep. It's only 6:45 there."

"Eh, I'll wake them up," I said and pecked her lips.

"Night babe."

"Night."

I waited for her door to close until I reached my phone to call over the sea. Dang, this is going to affect my phone bill. Eh, it's worth it...anything for my queen.

"Louis, it's Harry." I hear him groan.

"What," he said in his sexy morning voice.

"Oh, Louis," I said imitating a high-pitched voice. "Well how's the plan going," I whispered.

"Oh, her mom agreed and damn, she has big stomach! Well yeah, I guess everything is set, we just need the celebrant and you."

"Okay, we'll be there in four days, bye."

"Bye."

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I know that this chapppie sucked:( I'm sorry! *sigh* Well, have you hear of Harry aand Emma Ostilly? She's pretty and they look good together, but, people say she has a boyfriend in the navy. So that kinda made me upset. Anyways, check out dirtyvenom's The Treasure Hunter, it's a Louis Tomlinson fanfic! DIRECTIONERS HELP DIRECTIONERS! Oh and follow luckyducky21 (CassiLassie) and I (ItsAnneClarisse) on Twitter! Bye for now:)

xoxo ~ AC <3

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