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I Think I Wanna Marry You

After the flight Harry had a car rented out in front of the airport. You both got in it with your luggage he raised to the nearest chapel; and ironically Marry You, by Bruno Mars came on the radio! You both sang along, you sounded like a dog dying where Harry sounded like pure heaven. You stopped singing and just admired his. He looked at you the way he looked at you at the CD signing.

Harry: What is it babe?

You: Just thinking about the day we met.

Harry: Best day of my life.

You: Oh stop!

You hit his arm and he smiled staring at the road.

You: There's one!

You both ran in and asked the pasture to marry you.

You fixed your hair and Harry pulled out a rose for you. You giggled and held it in your hands, the pasture began the vows. As Harry said them your mind raced with all the memories of you two.

The day you met, with your dumb Ramones tee thinking that would grab his attention you had never even listened to the band. The feeling you got when he took that double take of you and smiling with the dimples you just fell in love with.

The day of your first date, and how you went to the mall to find the perfect outfit and spent hours on your make-up and hair. They way he looked at you then just like he looked at you now made your heart race.

Your first sleepover at Louis, how he welcomed you into the group. All the laughs you had with him, the boys and the girlfriends. You wouldn't change anything you had with your best friends for the world.

When you went and visited him in LA, you wouldn't take any of those day's back for anything. The night you got there and he made you feel loved. The way he looked at you when he wanted you, and how he made you feel when you guys were having sex. You shared your first time with him; he accepted all your flaws that night.

But the most important memory you had with him was the day you told him that he had a baby. They way he looked at you when you told him was the exact same look he gave you when he met you, when you had your first date with him, when you had your first time, when he asked you to marry him was the exact way he was looking at you now.

You said your vows, looking him straight in the eyes.

Pasture: Harry do you take this woman to be your wife?

Harry: I do....

Pasture: Sonia do you take this man to be your husband?

You: I do...

Pasture: I now pronounce you husband and wife!

Harry pulled you in and kissed you, you pulled him even closer by his jacket as he held your face. You both kept moving your lips in-sync. Your smile broke the kiss, but he still held your face.

Harry: I love you Sonia Palafox Perez.

You: I love you too.

You both walked down aisle hand in hand. You were now Sonia Styles. It had a nice ring to it.

You got in the car with Harry and went back to the hotel.

You spent your next couple of days with him doing typical thing tourists do. Sightseeing, going to new restaurants, and trying new things there. You absolutely loved it. On the fifth day of your honeymoon you both had to return back to London. Back to reality you had t o face the world again your parents and everyone else. You weren't prepared.

You were getting ready for the flight as you got dressed you turned sideways in the mirror noticing a small bump.

You: Harry come here!

Harry raced over and stood behind you.

You: Look!

Harry smiled, got on his knees and kissed your stomach: My babies are getting big!

He kept kissing your stomach making you laugh! He stood up and kissed you on the lips.

Harry: Ready?

You nodded. The flight back to London was quick, probably because you slept most of the way. You both drove to Harry's flat. Him and Lou recently moved apart because you of you and El. They wanted more privacy.

As you walked into the flat you dropped your bags.

Harry: Dinner?

You held your stomach: Please!

He laughed and went to the kitchen you followed; he made pasta for the both of you. The same homemade stuff he made on your first date. You sat there and watched him.

During dinner Harry got a phone call, he looked upset as he hung up the phone.

You: Harry what's wrong?

Harry: We are judging and helping for the XFactor..... I have to be gone for 6 months.

You stood up: What?

Tears fell from Harry's eyes. You stomped back to the bathroom next to Harry's room and slid towards the ground and balled. You had to spend a half a year away from your husband. You were in there crying for an hour before Harry came in. His eyes were puffy and red. He sat down and held you to his chest. You could hear him crying, you could tell he was trying not to because his chest kept rising.

You looked up at him: When do you leave?

Harry: Two days.

You: I'm tired of this last minute bullshit Harry!

You stood back up and went to the bedroom you put on your pj's and laid in bed.

*2 DAYS LATER*

You hadn’t talked to Harry in two days. All you've done is laid in bed and ate. Harry was packing his things as you sat there watching the love of your life leave you once again.

Harry took all of his luggage out to his car. He walked back in the bedroom and stood at the door looking at you. You wouldn't look back at him, you would end up crying; and you were tired of crying. Harry wouldn't let up. He came over and sat in front of you. The waterworks were coming back you could feel them.

Harry held your face: Can I not leave with you angry at me?

You started crying and hugged Harry. You whimpered as your lip quivered.

Harry brushed the hair out of your face:  I love you Sonia, to the moon and back.

You: I love you too.

Harry: I'll call you when I land.

He pressed his lips hard against yours. He got up and didn't look back, you knew that if he did he would have never had left. You wished he looked back.....