Finding My Way Back To You

Chapter 23

ARIANNAS POV

"Damn this is a nice hotel." Harry says, looking up at the hotel.

"I know." I nod.

He looks at me and smiles, taking off his sunglasses.

"May I help you with your bags?" someone asks from behind us.

"Yeah, thanks." I smile politely at the man, handing him my bags.

 "So are you ready for a whole week of fun?" Harry asks, coming behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Yeah." I smile. "Now, lets go inside." I tell him, walking and pulling him along.

"Harry let go of my waist!" I laugh.

'Nah, I'm good." he shrugs as I continue to walk, to the elevator. A few people start to look at us weirdly.

'Aye! Just married over here! Just having fun." Harry yells in an italian accent but he fails terribly, making me laugh more.

We finally make it in the elevator, and Harry has me pressed up against the wall in seconds. He starts making funny faces making me laugh, but he presses his lips onto mine, making me stop. The elevator dings, but we arent on our floor. A group of guys walk in, glancing at us for only a second.

When we finally make it to our floor, we walk to our room, unlocking it.

Once I walk in, my jaw drops, so does Harrys.

 "Whole week right?" I ask again.

"Yup." Harry nods.

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So far, its been the most amazing three days. We've done so many things together, and now finally we can have a nice dinner all by ourselves.

 "I'm actually really surprised though." Harry says, entwining our fingers as we walk out of the restaraunt.

"I dont get why." I shrug.

"Because everywhere we go, at least one person tries to flirt with you." he tells me.

"Well who did I go back to?" 

"Are we seriously doing this?" he groans.

"Yeah, now answer." I tell him.

"Me."

"And who gave me this ring?" I ask, picking up my hand, showing him my ring.

"Me."

"And who did I marry?" I ask.

"Me." he sighs.

"Exactly." I say.

We exit the elevator, starting to walk down the hall to our room.

"I wish we had a kid." Harry sighs, but I stay silent. "So we can like play with them, travel with them, do everything."

"Well I want one, but I doubt that will happen." I shrug as Harry unlocks the door, but as he does a smirk plasters onto his face, but I choose to ignore it.

As soon as we enter the room, I am instantly pushed up against the wall. 

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Giving us a chance to have a kid." he whispers, starting to plant kissing my neck, all the way to my lips.

"No, Harry." I say, pushing him away.

"What? Why?" he asks, clearly confused.

"Listen I want to have a kid, but-"

"But what?" he cuts me off.