Home Run Honey // n.s.

Chapter Twelve (!)

*Of course , I save smut for the last chapter.*

"It's bad luck to see the bride on her wedding day!" Zayn shooed Niall away from the door, even though he couldn't see me.

"Zayn, I'm a man."

"A man marrying another man who's obviously the man in the relationship, which makes you the girl, hence the bride."

"You talk too much."

"And yet you're still carrying the conversation..."

"Go to hell."

"Already there, love."

I rolled my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror. Just a navy blue suit with a greenish tie, nothing too special. It wasn't a fancy wedding, so I didn't need a fancy suit.

"Harry, we have about ten minutes." We were in a room in the courthouse, waiting for our time with the judge. Thank goodness it was almost time and we could finally get married.

I arrived in the room with my parents, grandparents, Gemma, Marcel, and Zayn. Niall was already waiting with Louis, Liam, his parents, grandparents, Greg, Denise, and Theo. I locked eyes with Niall and smiled. He was wearing a suit similar to mine, but his shirt was striped. He looked gorgeous.

We stood in front of each other as the judge said some things. "Hi, baby," Niall whispered to me, making sure no one heard.

"Hi," I whispered back.

"You look beautiful, Princess." I blushed, not being able to respond since the judge was talking to us.

Soon enough, the words were said. "I now pronounce you Mister and Mister Niall Horan. You may kiss your husband," the judge chuckled.

Niall smiled at me before he leaned in to kiss me. Our first kiss as a married couple.

"Finally," he whispered against my lips when we pulled away.

••••

"Welcome home, Princess. This is where all of our dreams will come true." Niall kissed my cheek as we walked into our new apartment in the middle of New York. We dragged two suit cases behind us, into the apartment that had nothing in it whatsoever.

"We'll need to go furniture shopping," I told him, taking a seat in the middle of our living room floor.

"We've been married for twenty-six hours and I already want a break," he said, plopping down beside me.

"What?" I asked, looking at him.

"I'm just kidding, baby. I just said that to say that we're married. I love you." He kissed me. Passionately.

"Mm, I love you, too," I moaned as he started kissing my neck. "Make love to me, Niall, please, darling."

He pulled away from my neck to look in my eyes. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "I love you, baby." He kissed me again, pushing me to lie back on the floor as he hovered above me. One of his arms braced him up while the other trailed under my shirt.

I lifted my arms as he tugged my shirt to take off of me. He trailed kisses down my body, stopping at my nipple to swirl his tongue around it. I moaned and ran my hands through his hair as he sucked on my nipple. "Niall," I moaned.

He moved back up to my lips to kiss me again. "You're so beautiful, Princess." He leaned back to take his own shirt off. I ran my hands down his torso, admiring the beauty that I now call my husband. I moved my hands down to the waistband of his sweatpants and started sliding them down, along with his boxers. "You sure are eager, aren't you?" He chuckled.