His Darling Rebel: Sequel to His American Rebel (Harry Styles & One Direction)

Chapter 4

So... You guys picked tropical! But where? I was thinking Hawaii since I've been there twice, but then I was like, "Well the Bahamas would be fucking awesome. Maybe Fiji." So I was kind of torn when I made this decision, but it's for the best. Well, the place that I chose is wonderful. I wanna go so bad. I think that's where Liv gets to go for her eighteenth birthday next year. I might become a stowaway in her luggage. Is that a bad idea?

Anyways, here you go. You get the cutesy chappie you've been wanting!

"Harry, why can't you just tell me where we're going?" I asked. 

The minute we arrived at the airport he had put a blindfold on me so I couldn't see anything, and he led me through the airport while I was temporarily blinded. 

"It's going to be a complete surprise. You can't know anything," he replied, pulling me through the crowd of people. 

"Can I atleast take off the blindfold when we get onto the plane?" I asked. 

"No," he replied instantly. "When we get onto the plane I need you to put headphones in and listen to your iPod or watch a movie. Something like that." 

I rolled my eyes even though he wouldn't be able to see it. "Seriously? What else do I have to do today?"

"Just smile and be my perfect wife." I smiled up at him. Atleast I think I did. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled myself close to him. 

"I thought I was already doing that," I joked. He leaned down and kissed my forehead as I heard a woman's voice over the speakers. 

"Flight 2308 to-" 

I wasn't able to hear the rest because Harry put his hands over my ears and began to pat them, making it impossible to hear anything except for the pounding of his hands. 

"What the hell?" I pulled his hands off of my face and glared at him through the blindfold. He began to chuckle, and it just made me more aggravated. "What now?"

"You. It's just really funny. I can't tell if you're trying to be mad or if you're going to start crying. Seeing your eyes would really help," he chuckled. 

"I hate you, Harry Styles. I really do." I turned around and blindly stomped off in a different direction. His hand caught my wrist and pulled me back into his arms. 

"You love me, don't deny it." He grabbed onto my face and placed a light kiss on my lips. I wanted more, but at the moment it would be a little inappropiate. 

"I guess I do. I'll prove just how much I love you when we land." I smirked playfully, and he led me back in the direction we had been walking in before. 

"I guess we need to get on the plane then." He pulled me through the walkway after showing the woman at the desk our tickets, and we found our seats easily. 

"How long is the flight?" I asked. 

"I can't tell you. If I tell you you can narrow down the location. We can't have that happening now can we?" I could tell that he had his trademark smirk playing on his lips, but I didn't do anything about it. I just put my headphones in my ears and drifted off to sleep. 

When I woke up Harry was shaking my shoulders lightly, just hard enough to wake me up. 

"Rach, love, wake up," he whispered into my ear. 

I shot up in my seat and peeled the blindfold away from my eyes. I looked out of the window, and my jaw dropped when I saw the tropical surroundings. 

"Harry, it's... It's... Wow." I was loss for words. Nothing could describe how jubilant I was feeling in the moment. "This is where we're staying?"

"Er... Kind of. We have to take a smaller plane to the island that we're staying at."

I looked at him with a confused look on my face, furrowing my eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"Well, this is something special, so I kind of rented a private cabin on a smaller island. It's pretty secluded, so... You know." I smiled at him, taking his hand so he could lead me off of the plane. 

We walked hand in hand towards the smaller plane that was waiting for us. We boarded, strapped ourselves in, and waited for the plane to take off. 

Flying high over the island I realized that it was the Bahamas. It was such a pretty island, nothing ruining or tainting it's beauty. 

"So, Rach, is this the honeymoon that you wanted?" Harry asked, smirking at me as my smile grew larger and larger. 

"We'll see. It's only just begun."

Okay, so you've got Honeymoon - four years late - part 1! Yay! 

I'm so, so, so sorry that this is four days late, but Liv and I are currently in Minnesota once more for basketball. I can't believe that I actually agreed to play with them. I was so pressured into it. I just wanted to stay home and enjoy my summer. 

Anyways, I'm excited because my friend is coming home from Michigan! Whoo! I can't wait! So if I miss a few updates that's why. She totally left midway through the school year, and it crushed all of us girls in my little group. 

So, you know the routine: Comment, vote, fan, read it again. Let me know what you want to see in the future honeymoon scenes! I think it'll be split into four or five parts, so three or four more to go!

Thanks loves! 

- Kenz xx