Chapter 24-Drama

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*Taylors POV*

1 week later

Today was the last day of our Honeymoon and we would head back tomorrow for One Directions tour.

"Goodmorning love" I heard harrys smooth english accent behind me.

"Goodmorning" I mumbled shoving my face into the pillow not wanting to awaken

"We are doing something thrilling today so you gotta wake up sleepy head" He said

I looked him and furrowed my brow

"and no im not telling you what it is" he said leaving the room.

I stood up and a rush of sickness fell through me like bricks.

I ran to the bathroom.

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I got out of the shower and still felt sick, i felt that feeling again and i ran to the toilet.

I threw my hair up into a messy bun, put on my sneakers shorts and red polo

"Ready babe?" Harry said grabbing my hand and pulling me into the car.

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We pulled up outside of a big building with airplanes.

"Skydiving anyone?" I heard a man say as he opened the doors.

Harry shot the guy an evil look.

My stomach jumped into my throat and i nearly screamed.

"Skydiving?" i said excitedly

This was my dream since i was a little kid, this is the best honeymoon present ever.

I jumped out of the car following Harry

We got geared up and boarded a little plane.

"Have you done this before?" I asked Harry over the roar of the plane

He nodded and smiled.

The man strapped me and Harry together and gave us a parachute and pushed us out of the plane.

I could hear Harry giggling like a little boy and i just smiled.

"I love you" He screamed over the wind

And we pulled the plug for our parachute and shot onto the ground.

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"That was amazing" i said kissing Harrys cheek "Thank you!"

"Anything for you Mrs.Styles" He said and i blushed.

I felt the sickness again in the back of my throat.

"Are you alright baby?" Harry said grabbing my shoulders and looking at me.

I pointed to my mouth.

"Come here" He took me to a trashcan and i threw up again

"Are you okay love?" He said wiping my mouth off

"No, i've been sick all day" i said hugging him and thanking him

"Lets go back to the house, ill pack our stuff up and ill fix you some soup" He said kissing my forehead

We got back to the condo and i layed on the couch. I checked my phone.

10 missed call, 10 messages.

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