Harry Styles fan fiction.
They had it all together. Really couldn't wish for anything more.
So, what made it change? Perhaps it was that one little mistake...
Come, join Alexandra and Harry through this long, frustrating journey.
Please read Author's Note at the end of the chapter. Don't skip it. Thank you.
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ALEXANDRA
For today's agenda, we've got to order the last of our dining room's furniture, organise Scar's newly renovated room, and go venue seeing for our wedding this Fall.
Anne had driven down to London for a week to spend some time with us, help around the house, and to also come with me wedding dress shopping. Harry and I have been quite busy these past few months; between renovating our home and beginning the preparations for our wedding, we've hardly had time to spend time with our friends or family. Tomorrow, my Mum will be flying in from Puerto Rico and like Anne, she'll be staying with us for a while. We organised a little get together for Friday, where mine and Harry's close friends and some other close family members will be joining us. Think of it as some sort of house warming party, if you will.
We had gotten up relatively early today so we could get most of our 'to do list' done. The first thing we'd be doing is going wedding dress shopping. Whilst Anne and I do that, Harry's taking Scarlett to get her first hair cut, seeing as my girl's hair is finally long enough for a trim. He'd be taking her to his tour stylist; she had done my bangs once and I loved how they turned out, so we decided that for our girl's hair treatment, Ayae would be in charge of that.
"Babe, have you seen Scarlett's baby blue trainers? I could've sworn I'd left them by the laundry room." I voiced, walking into Harry's office where he was typing on his MacBook.
"Oh, I put them in her closet last night. They should be next to her yellow rain boots." He commented, patting his thigh as an indication for me to sit when I was close enough to him. I did so happily, wrapping my arms around his neck gently, leaning forward and brushing my lips against his temple.
"You're looking breathtakingly gorgeous today." Harry murmured as he brushed his lips over my pulse point.
I felt myself begin to blush when I glanced down at my attire for the day; a pale yellow v-necked blouse with a self tie knot a few inches up my belly button and a vintage wash button high waisted skirt. To finished off my look, I slipped on my pair of high top Chuck Taylor's.
"Thank you, my love." I beamed, nuzzling my nose against Harry's cheek, causing him to giggle cutely.
"What have you got planned for this morning with Mum? You've still not told me, kitten." He voiced, his fingers threading through the loose waves I had done on my hair when getting ready for my day.
