Start Of A Lifetime. (prince Harry fanfic)

Chapter 71

So here is the next chapter, please enjoy. 

The following morning, Liv woke up by someone tugging a piece of hair behind her ear. snuggling into the squishy object beneath her face she was rewarded by a small chuckle. The vibrations going through her cheek and she rubbed her face into the object.

"Merida." Harry's voice whispered in her hair as a smile grew on her face. "Was yesterday for real?" she asked him, squinting her eyes against the light streaming in through the tiny gap between the curtains.

"Yes it was." he chuckled softly as he kissed the top of her head. "You are finally my wife." he grinned down at her, rubbing the tips of his fingers up and down her spine in a lazy manner. "Mmm," she muttered, rubbing her face in his chest.

finally looking up at him she was greeted that could probably light up entire London. "Hey Merida." he grinned down at her, cupping the back of her head. "Hey love." she grinned, reaching up and kissing his lips. "We should probably get up," Harry told her as she rested her chin on his chest.

"Do we have to?" she asked with a little whining tone. "Yes, but the next time we wake up, we'll be on our honeymoon," he told her, running his hand down her hair, resting his hand on her back.

"Can't wait." she grinned, running a pattern on his chest. "Can I finally know where we're going?" she tried, hoping he would tell her now that they were only a few hours away from leaving. "Nope," he told her as she rolled her eyes.

"I hate you." she chuckled, rolling over and getting out of bed as she pulled on her robe. "You'll love it," he called after her as she walked into the bathroom from the bedroom.

"Sure," she called out to him as she reached for her toothbrush and getting ready to leave Buckingham Palace. It didn't take long for Harry to come into the bathroom as she was pulling on her tights, walking in strutting his stuff.

"Admiring the view?" he asked her with a smirk on his face. "What if I am?" she asked him, unashamed that she was truly admiring him, he certainly had a body to be admired.

He just shrugged his shoulders whilst smirking at her as he pulled on a pair of boxers, before walking up to the vanity and brushing his teeth.

They ate a quick breakfast brought to the sunroom of Buckingham Palace before going to the backyard where the helicopter was waiting for them. Unlike other the others they wouldn't leave BP through the front but the back. They were going to fly straight to Heathrow airport.

A group of photographers, the only ones they trusted, Chris Jackson and Arthur were two of the five they had allowed. They would record the moment they left the Buckingham Palace for their honeymoon. Liv was dressed in a red fit and flare dress with a black blazer and Harry in a casual suit.

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"Since when do we travel by Private jet?" Liv wondered, turning to Harry as they were standing on the tarmac in front of the Private Jet. "Just this once," he assured her as he came to stand behind her and squeezed her shoulders as they waited for the stairs to be let down.

"come on let's get on it," he told her, nudging her inside of the place, Liam, Aidan, Lucas and Jim would be travelling with them on their honeymoon. She'd tried bribing them all to find out where they were going, but they wouldn't budge one thing. They all knew how much she hated being surprised and they were all loving that they could.

It was also much to Harry's amusement that they wouldn't tell her a single thing. "Patience." Harry grinned at her after he found her trying to bride Jim. "You'll find out soon enough," Harry smirked at her from where he was sitting across her on the plane.