Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Twenty Three

YourPOV

I wake up to the unfamiliar sound of waves crashing on the sand, as the sun glowed through the loose curtains, blowing softly in the breeze. Suddenly something wet tickled the back of my neck, and started working its way down my back.

"Harry stop it!" i giggle sleepily, trying to shake his kisses off, but only causing him to grab me tighter. I roll over laughing and playfully slap him on the chest, as he glides his arm further around my waist pulling me closer.

"Well good morning future Mrs Styles!" he grins, face inches away from mine as he kisses me lightly on the nose.

"Good morning baby," I smile, snuggling my head into his chest. We lie there for a few moments in complete silence, just enjoying being in each others arms and watching the waves as the collide with the sand.

"I still can't believe this is all ours." I sigh, staring out over our feet to the view of the ocean.

"I still can't believe you're all mine." Harry grins cheekily, poking me in the side. I giggle and smile up at him, kissing him tenderly on the lips.

"What do you want to do today? It's all ours." He says softly, playing with my hair.

"Well why don't we start with some breakfast. I'll make pancakes while you shower." I say, reluctantly lifting myself out of Harry's arms and pulling on my robe. I stand up and make my way over to the door, when out of no where my head starts spinning. I cling on to the doorframe to support myself, while my eyes black out.

"(Y/N)? (Y/N)!" I hear Harry's voice calling me in the distance, as I slowly come back to my senses. He wraps his arms around me and holds me up.

"(Y/N) are you ok?" He asks panically, worry running through his voice.

"H-Harry....I don't feel so good." I moan, clutching my stomach as it turns inside me. He tilts my chin up to face him as he tries to read my emotions, when I gag and throw my hands to my mouth, running off to the bathroom. I hear Harry's footsteps follow me in and feel his hands pull my hair back as I throw up in the toilet.

"Harry...you don't have to see this." I choke, clutching the side of the toilet. He bends down next to me and gently traces circles on my back.

"(Y/N), I'm here for you. If you get sick, I want to get sick with you. If you hurt, I want to hurt for you. In sickness and in health, remember? You're my fiancé now, nothing can break us apart, not even gastro." He chuckles, ripping off some toilet paper to clean the side of my mouth.

"I love you baby." I smile weakly, sitting down on the cool bathroom floor. Harry does the same and pulls me into his arms, stroking my head as I rest it against his big chest.

"I love you more, (Y/N)." He murmurs, kissing my forehead.

Harry's POV

I was so worried about (Y/N). She looked so pale and it was starting to scare me. I squeeze her gently in my arms, trying to think of something to make her feel better.

"So, erm, do you want to get some fresh air baby?" I ask, not sure what to do. She nods slowly and I help her to her feet, walking her down the stairs and grabbing her a hoodie and trackie on the way. She slips them on and I wrap my arm around her shoulders as we walk towards the beach. The sun is still rising over the horizon into the cloudless sky, with a warm breeze blowing on our backs.

"It's so beautiful." (Y/N) whispers, resting her head on my shoulder as she looks out over the ocean.

"Not as beautiful as you." I say, grinning as I watch her smile reappear on her face. She leans over and kisses me lightly on my cheek, as I lace my fingers with hers.

"You were right. This fresh air is making me feel better. Must have been something I ate." She says unconvinced.

"We both know I'm always right." I smirk, waiting for her reaction. She pulls away and stares at me, eyes big and mouth wide open.

"Take that back!" She warns, trying not to laugh.

"Never!" I protest. She scoops up a handful of sand and throws it in my direction, spraying it all over my shirt. She giggles nervously, watching me take in what just happen.

"You're gonna wish you never did that!" I laugh, making a lunge for her. She squeals and slips just out of my reach, running away from me as fast as she can. I bolt after her and chase her along the water, eventually reaching her and grabbing her around her waist, spinning her around. She screams as I drop her softly into the sand and sit on her hips, pinning her down.

"Gotcha." I grin, leaning towards her face and kissing her passionately.