Begin Again (Sequel to Stand Up)

Walk In

Authors Note: PLEASE READ! Okay this chapter is a bit graphic, okay? Look, normally I wouldn't do this but it's their honeymoon and we all know what happens there... You get the picture.

So PLEASE be open minded on this chapter, and if you aren't comfortable reading it then skip to the next chapter. Not much happens except for... You know, that.

For the record it's really not THAT bad, but that's just my warning okay? It's honestly not as bad as you will expect.

Chapter 4:

Poppy POV:

Don't be afraid. You can do this, Poppy. Just... Don't screw up.

Oh my god I can't take this anymore.

I finally worked up the nerve to pull out my iPhone and dial Katelyn's number, my fingers shaking.

Pick up, pick up, pick upppppp.....

"Hello?" I heard my best friend pick up, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

YES, THANK YOU LORD!

"Poppy? How's the honeymoon? OH MY GOD HAVE YOU DONE IT!?" Katelyn screeched into the mic and I blushed a deep red.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE NOT ANSWERING, THAT'S A YES RIGHT!?" Katelyn screamed and I laughed, biting my lip.

"No Kay.... That's kind of my issue right now..." I trailed off uncomfortably.

"Well do you WANT to make babies with Harry?" Katelyn asked and I gasped.

"KATELYN!" I exclaimed laughing an she joined me.

"Okay, okay touchy subject..." She chuckled and I rolled my eyes, missing her at the same time.

There is just NO embarrassing her is there?

"Of course I do, and I think I'm ready but... I don't know where to begin." I said embarrassed and she chuckled, and I heard some ruffling on the other end of the line.

"Okay Poppy you are now on speaker with all the girls for your emergency sex hot line." Katelyn said in a fake formal tone and I laughed.

Oh god, what to do with this child.

"Hey Poppy!" A chorus of female voices rang out through my speaker. I smiled. It was so good to hear their voices again.

"Hello!" I called back and Danielle cleared her throat.

"Okay so what do you need help with?" She asked and I swallowed hard.

Ummm I don't know... EVERYTHING!?

"I don't know should I, you know, dress up? Or just like kiss him until it gets more serious? Or what should I do? God just help me, I don't want to look pathetic." I signed and the girls laughed.

"Don't worry, well help you Poptart." Eleanor giggled and I scowled, but brushed it away since they were CRUCIAL at this moment in my life.

For the next hour we sat on the phone and talked, for Harry was out visiting a friend, and we planned everything.

Hopefully I won't look like an amateur.

After one last encouraging phone call, one trip to Victoria's Secret, and a good half hour of cleaning myself up.

I was ready.

Harry POV:

When I walked in our hotel suite I stared in amazement at the sight in front of me.

The whole suite was covered in rose petals, and had been lit up only by the candles scattered throughout the room.

Does this mean what I think it does?