"I'm the thing that comes to haunt you in the dark darling, you should run. Run as fast and as far as that pretty little heart can take you." He growled, lips inches from mine as he tightened his grip on my wrist. I gave him a twisted smile and let...
We spent the morning in bed. Everytime I would try to leave he would pull me into playing another round with him.
"Baby! We have to pack." I pressed kisses to his lips as he hovered over me. "One more round please. Please!" "You said that three rounds ago." "I know but this time I mean it. I promise." He said and I sighed, giving in and giggled as he began again.
We showered afterwards, brushing our teeth and I slipped on one of Harry's Grey Hoodies over my undergarments and just wore my white converse as an outfit. I brushed through my hair after deciding to leave it natural and got on my knees to pull the suitcases out from under the bed.
"What do you want to pack?" I asked Harry who stood in the closet. "I want jeans so when we go out and stuff. I need my jacket!" "Why? It's hot over there?" "Cause, I would like to be a gentleman and give it to my wife when it gets colder at night." I laughed and folded the clothes he threw at me, putting them into the the luggage neatly.
"Baby, what about your shoes! Don't you dare throw them at me!" I laughed as he held up his white converse and his flip flops. He laughed and chucked them at me making me squeal and duck.
"Stop! Baby!" I whined as he came over to me. "No." He smacked my thigh with his sandal and I stuck my bottom lip out. "I love you." He laughed and pressed a kiss to my lips. "No you don't!" I cried out and he rolled his eyes.
"I want this!" I took his red flannel and hugged it. "The hardest part about marriage is going to be you stealing my clothes." "Do you have a problem with me stealing your clothes?" I looked at him and he laughed. "No, why?" "I want a divorce if you did." "Good luck winning that battle." He chuckled dryly and I giggled.
"I'm not divorcing you. Ever." I pressed a kiss to his lips as I passed by and finished packing our things. "Want to go get coffee?" Harry asked, intertwining my hand in his. "Yes!" I looked to see him wearing his white converse to twin with me making me happy for some odd reason.
"Let's go." He pressed a kiss to my head and lead me downstairs with his hand on my waist. We drove into town and I bit my lip.
"I think I want to buy a new house." "Why?" "We need a new house where we can make new memories. Plus, I think that I want our kids to be raised somewhere out of town with like a little bit of nature. Like my mom's house just somewhere over here. You know?" I looked at him and he looked at me with a nod.
"I feel you. We can do that." "But I want private property. Like 25 acres of land with gates around the property so it's private because I'm tired of DEA taking pictures of us at the house now. I want a private life with you." I bit my lip and he chuckled.
"We can look into that after our trip." He parked at the Starbucks and lead me inside. We stood in line, I was hugging his torso and he had one arm around me while the other just played with my hair. "We can build it you know?" Harry said and I looked up at him. "Build what?" "The house. We can design it and have construction do it so it's perfect."
"Can we please? I want a pool."
"Of course." He pressed a kiss to my nose and we ordered our drinks. We sat at a table outside and drank our drinks.
"I personally want an office and a conference room. A room for the boys when they come over and can leave me in peace." Harry said and I smiled. "You can have that but I definitely want an art room so when we have the kids over they can have their own play room and stuff. I want a room room for you and your personal hobbies like a man cave sort of thing so there has to be a bar and media room downstairs somewhere." He grinned at me. "You know me so well." He pressed a kiss to my lips and I smiled at him.
"You guys are so cute but wait till you get married. All those dreams go down the gutter." A woman passing by said and we laughed. "We're married already." "Really?! How long you guys been like this?" "Since we met." I shrugged and her mouth fell opened.
"How? I can't even get my husband to tell me what he did at work!"
"My husband's my best friend. I tell him everything and anything. We talk and communicate about everything, even if it's as small as like him telling me he went out to breakfast with some friends." Harry pressed a kiss to my hand.
"Wow! How old are you guys?" "I'm 23. She's 21 turning 22 on Saturday." "Wow! You're so young!" She was in total awe from what she was hearing. "Yeah. I am, he's not." I joked and Harry smacked my leg that was on his chair. "I'm joking!" I giggled and pressed a kiss to his hand.
"Wow! Any plans for the big day?" She was genuinely interested in us. "I'm taking her to Bora Bora for the weekend with her family." "That's so cute! I wish you guys the absolute best but I have to go, my son's sick in day care." She said looking at her phone nervously.
"She seemed sweet." I said intertwining my hand in Harry's as we walked and finished our drinks, throwing them away. "She was nosy." "You think everyone's nosy." "I do. Especially when it comes to my wife and them asking questions."
"Cute. Baby will you get a tattoo with me?" I asked holding onto one of his hands with both of mine. "What?" He looked at me and I looked up at him, stopping him. "I want a tattoo. Will you get one with me?" "Yeah. What do you want to get?" "I want to get my wolf thing on my hip right here and I want to get a tattoo for us. Like a king and queen thing on my wrist." "I'm down." Harry lead me to the car and drove me to the tattoo shop by his club.
"I'll be there in a second, Niall's calling me." He held his phone and I nodded getting off and going in.
"Hi, what can I do for the pretty lady?" "I want a wolf tattoo and when my husband gets here we want to get a tattoo together." "Okay. Follow me, I'm Ty." He said and I smiled at him, following him to the back of the shop.
"Do you want like a realism tattoo or like outline?" "I want like a small realistic wolf that is howling." "Okay. It's going to be hard." "Please don't say that. My husband will kill you if you mess this up." I warned and he chuckled.
"Who's your husband?" "Harry Styles." He laughed. "Funny girl are we now?" He winked and I frowned. "No. I'm not. You'll see when he gets here." I shrugged and Harry walked in.
"Hey baby." He pressed his lips on mine and sat on the chair next to me. Ty's jaw dropped. "You fuck my girls tattoo up and I'll have your head." Harry warned and I held his hand as I rolled my dress up to my side and Ty began doing what he needed to.
"Do you want to stop by to see your parents before we go?" Harry asked and I shook my head no. "No, we can see them tonight. I want to go home and take a nap." I rubbed my eyes and he chuckled.
"Always." He rolled his eyes and I smiled.
After I got my wolf tattoo we got our matching tattoos which was our wedding date on our hands with a Queen and King crown on it. Our wedding date was 10. 03. 17. (Picture below but just change the dates kg)
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"Satisfied?" Harry asked after we paid and I nodded happily. "I'm ready for a nap. You kept me up all last night." I yawned and he chuckled. "You made the deal." "I did not." "Yeah, you did." "Nope." I argued as he opened the car door for me and we drove home.
We laid out on the couch, not even bothering with trying to get up the stairs because we were both exhausted. "Night my queen." Harry mumbled into my hair, pressing a kiss to it. "Night my king." I nuzzled into his chest and eventually passed out from exhaustion.
