April 21st. A whole year later and Harry and I were finally celebrating our marriage with the world. After our spontaneous wedding with Niall officiating, we called our friends and family who were so overjoyed and we only got a little scolding from Harry's mum but she was too happy to stay mad for long.
Harry and I were private people and while our friends and family accepted that we didn't want to post about our marriage last year we knew we had to.
I was relieved when Harry brought up not publicly saying anything. The first year of marriage is the hardest and with the whole world watching? No thank you. We lived in a blissfully married bubble that didn't have any outside viewers. Today, that was changing.
Since we didn't get to really celebrate with our friends and family all together we decided to make a big party of it in Nashville with all of our friends and family.
Harry and I had been looking at some mid-east real estate in Tennessee, somewhere not too far from Nashville but also not too far from the smoky mountains. We decided we'd keep the cottage in LA, it was in both of our names, sell his other house in LA and buy our first home together on a farm.
It had always been my dream to live a farm with a few chickens, horses, and some cows. I also wanted my own vegetable garden. I felt lucky that the way my career was heading allowed me to live out my farm dreams. I did mostly writing now and sold songs or collaborated with other artists. I put out an album 6 months ago with no plan of touring, it was freeing.
While I love live shows, it's quite possibly the best high in the music business, I knew my passions lied heavily with being a songwriter and living more freely. I still did live shows every now and then and now that we were moving to Nashville, eventually, it would give me the freedom to perform more frequently at the Opry.
Harry and I navigated the first year of marriage quite well. It's funny how many things didn't change like you expect them to. We continued to go on dates and do things we'd normally do. We made a pact to never be complacent in our marriage. Every night we sat down and talked about our days and listened to each other. Every morning we woke up together and spent an hour talking about the day ahead, our plans, and it was very mundane and domestic and I loved it.
Our love only grew more intense, I was sure I couldn't possibly love him anymore but then I'd wake up to a new day and find something else that captivated me. I was obsessed, in the best way.
Harry was actually the one who brought up living in Nashville. We had started staying at the cottage more frequently and I took more time tending to the horses and starting flower beds. I'd come back in the house after a long days work and gush about how Golden was being sassy towards She and that my flower bed was finally blooming and how much I loved living the simple life and he looked at me and said,
"We should move to Nashville. Capital has an office there, you always wanted to live on a farm. We can start looking at property for sale," he said it so nonchalantly I thought he was joking. But he wasn't, he had been thinking of this for a while and he loved Nashville, we had a lot of friends there.
3 months later we were taking weekend trips and touring different properties. We were going look at a place today before and our wedding celebration at Kelsea's house who graciously hosted our anniversary at her & Morgan's house that had a gorgeous barn we decorated.
"I have a good feeling about this one," I smiled squeezing Harry's hand as he drove us up the driveway of our possible new farm. I immediately fell in love with the pine trees, gravel road, green everywhere. It felt like home already. Harry and I both loved the cottage, it symbolized a safe haven, a place to allow us to relax but we still wanted to find the place that would be our home. The place that would allow us to just be.
My jaw dropped and the warmest feeling settled all over my body.
This was it.
My dream house came into view with a barn a little ways down. She & Golden will love it here, I know it. The realtor wasn't here yet, we did arrive 30 minutes early.
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"Wanna check it out?" Harry asked smiling. I nodded and we walked hand in hand through the house that was unlocked.
Everything was absolutely how we wanted it.
"Imagine, our little ones running through here," he smiled kissing my temple.
"This can be there room," I smiled as we continued walking through the house.
Butterflies erupted all over as Harry continued to speak about what each room would be.
We walked hand in hand down to the barn. It was definitely more of a fixer upper but my mind was growing wild with the ideas of redoing it. We'd reclaim the wood with black or white trimming and iron gates. It had a perfect area for a few chickens and maybe another horse or two for Golden and She.
