"Baby?" Harry's sleepy voice spoke, stirring you from your sleep.
"Hmm?" You mumbled, opening your eyes to see that it was now daytime.
"It's the first day of our honeymoon." He whispered as he laid partly on top of you, his legs tangled with yours as his arms were wrapped around your waist.
His head was looking up at you, a sleepy smile on his face as his eyes twinkled in happiness.
"I know." You whispered back, in slight disbelief that you were now married to the amazing man in front of you.
You shared such a beautiful day together, full of smiles, tears and laughter and you felt truly thankful for being able to marry Harry.
"Would you like some breakfast?" You asked as he shook his head, his face close to yours as he leaned in to kiss your forehead.
"I just want you to cuddle me." He replied, resting his head on your shoulder.
Checking the time, it was eight in the morning and despite being tired, you loved been woke up by Harry.
You loved your sleep, so being woken up wasn't something you exactly loved, but when it was Harry, you loved it; waking up with his handsome face in front of yours and his beautiful green eyes staring at you along with his gorgeous giggle, was everything you could ever want and more.
"Are you thinking about me?" Harry asked, his head tilted upwards to look at you with a cheeky smirk.
"I might be." You teased, with a small smile as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck.
"I think about you all of the time." He admitted, proudly.
You laughed softly, still finding him to be the most adorable, handsome, lovely man you had ever met.
"So, tell me, what were you thinking about, baby?" He continued, his head still tilted to look at you as his long hair was splayed out against your shoulder.
"I can't believe we're married, Harry, I really can't. I still haven't got over you proposing to me and now we're married." You explained and he smiled, kissing your shoulder.
"I know, it feels unbelievable but so lovely and beautiful. I'm so happy that we're married. Even though we always cuddle, this feels different, better almost, because it's official." He spoke fondly, a small smile on his face.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's scary though." You said, with a sigh.
"How do you mean?" He asked, looking at you in concern as he brushed your hair away from your face.
"Well we're married now and it's amazing, but a lot of couples say that once they're married, they argue more and spend less time with each other over time and I don't want that for us. I don't want you to get fed up of me." You answered, speaking the worry that had been on your mind lately.
"I would never get fed up of you, kitten." He whispered back, softly.
"Sometimes you frustrate me and I frustrate you. We get under each other's feet and we complain to each other about the small things we do, like how I always leave my boots next to the wardrobe for you to trip over and how you always complain when I steal your food." He explained, rolling his eyes playfully at his last sentence.
"Hey, it's my food." You laughed, lightly.
"It is, but I'm allowed to steal your food because I'm your baby." He said, with a gentle laugh.
"But no matter how frustrated we get with each other and no matter how many hours we have to spend in separate rooms while we decide who's going to apologise first after an argument, I love you and that fact doesn't change." He continued, seriously.
"We'll have arguments, but you know me and I don't give up easily, especially not on you." He added, leaning in to kiss your forehead gently.
"I'm staying, okay?" He said and you nodded as he smiled before kissing you delicately.
"I love you too, Harry, if I didn't, you wouldn't be allowed to steal my food so much." You told him and he laughed, loudly.
"Just to be clear, I am the only one allowed to steal your food, aren't I? Because if Niall has any, I won't feel as special to you anymore." He said, with a pout.
"Harry, believe it or not, Niall actually asks to share my food." You told him and he scoffed.
"So do I." He retorted, unconvinced.
"No you don't, you just take it."
"But you love me, so you let me." He smiled hopeful and instead of arguing with him, you smiled and nodded, not wanting to spoil his happiness.
"Good, because I love you too and I'll let you take my food anytime." He giggled, kissing your forehead again, something he loved to do as a sweet gesture.
"That's so kind of you." You replied, with a small laugh.
"Is that sarcasm?" He asked, with a small scoff.
"No." You laughed, slipping out of his grip and out of bed.
"It better not be, Mrs Styles." He chuckled, getting up with you to get dressed.
You had to admit, the name sounded surreal to say that it was now your last name, but you liked it.
After getting ready for the day, with Harry closely beside you, you grabbed your phone as you and Harry we're going to be looking around the beautiful city of Cyprus, which you had both chosen for your honeymoon destination.
"Ready to go, my love?" Harry asked, offering his hand for you to take.
"I am." You smiled, taking his hand as he intertwined your fingers with his before you left.
You spent the whole morning of your first day looking around the city that you were in and doing a supermarket shop of what food you would need for the next two weeks.
"Baby do we need pizza?" Harry asked, coming up to you with a box of pizza.
"If you want pizza for dinner, then yes." You replied.
"Yes, we need pizza." He confirmed, placing it into the basket as you wheeled it around the supermarket.
"Baby, we need these." Harry spoke, placing water, ice cubes and ice cream into the basket.
"How come?"
"Do you not feel how hot it is? The weather is beautiful, but it's so hot. Usually I think it's freezing in the freezer section, but here I love it." He chuckled, as you noticed the redness on his skin.
"You look like your getting sunburn, babe." You told him as he pulled his T-shirt to the side, where his shoulder was reddened.
"Ouch, looks like your going to have to rub me with aftersun later, baby." He chuckled, shaking his head at himself.
"It's a good job I've got some then." You retorted as he noticed the sunscreen and the aftersun that was in the basket.
After paying for your shopping and dropping it off at where you were staying, you showered and got changed before heading back out to go to a restaurant for dinner.
The first day of your honeymoon had been amazing and the rest of the two weeks was even better.
This was just the start of your beautiful marriage.
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Hi everyone <3
I'm so sorry I haven't been able to update very often, but I've written this one as another update. <3
I did say I'd be updating twice a week and I'm so sorry that I haven't done, but it's really hard with college, but I will be updating when I can and on my days off <3
Lots of love,
Lauren xx
