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That was then, This is now

Yes or No


"Alright, go on..." I asked Harry, setting my glass on the table.

"What?" he blinked bemused.

"Are you going to give me some bad news?"

"Hmm, no. Why would I?"

"Because this is all very suspicious." I commented and his face relaxed, bringing the spoon up to hide his smile.

"Enlighten me.."

I rolled my eyes but procceded to speak. "You flew on purpose to have dinner when I'd be back tomorrow, you bought me an expensive dress and shoes, not to mention you're dressed like you're going somewhere fancy."

"Should I be offended?"

"I mean it, Harry. Are you flying with the band again and that's why you wanted to compensate me with this dinner?"

"No," he shook his head, his hand gently grabbing mine on top of the table. "I was done with work yesterday so I decided to fly today and come see you. Why is that so surprising?"

Maybe he's right, if something bad was going on I'd probably know already, bad news travel fast. I'm just being paranoid when, truly, I missed him too despite being only three days apart. I always love to come back to my country and spend as much time as I can with my Portuguese family and loved ones. I love Portugal, it's my home and I'll always be proud of my roots but it also makes me realize that, despite the rain and horrible traffic, I wouldn't leave England to live here again because my home is where Harry is and our house is in London.

"Mia?"

"Yeah, sorry." Harry's warm hand on mine brought me back to reality as I shot him a small smile.

"I asked if you're finished."

"Oh," I glanced at my empty plate. "Yes, I've finished."

"Let's go, then."

We both stood up and I waited for Harry at the entrance as he paid for our meal. He'd choosen a restaurant right in front of the beach, our beach as we call it, since it was here he surprised me by flying to Portugal on my prom day and made me dance with him before we shared our first kiss. We always come here every time we're in Portugal ever since.

It's seems so long ago now that I think about it, much longer than the 3 years we've been together. It's always been my favorite beach and he only made it more special by creating here the unforgetable memories I'll treasure of this place forever.

"You cold?" Harry's jacket warmed my shoulders as he placed it there.

"Not really, but I'm so full. I feel like I've gained 20 pounds with this meal."

Harry laughed, shaking his head. "You didn't."

"Now! It's not that fast... But I will in a couple days and you won't like me anymore."

"Won't I?" he adjusted the jacket around my bare shoulders with an amused look. "Just because you'll get fat?"

"Yes, you'll stop thinking I'm sexy." I pouted playfully at him.

"Since when is that true? You forget that I've seen you puking and farting. If I didn't stop loving you then, I won't do it now."

"Harry!" I solded with wided eyes. "Don't say that out loud!"

It only caused him to laugh louder. "Now seriously. I love this," his hand lowered down slightly to graze my boob before moving to the place of my heart. "But I also love this."

"Aw." My face broke into an uncontrolable grin as I let my arms trace his sides up and down.

"Nailed it, didn't I?"

I giggled. "Yes."

"Let's take a walk on the beach, then."

"I can't walk on the sand with these shoes, they'll get ruined."

"Leave them in the car and then I'll carry you back." he suggested.

"Okay." I shrugged.

We walked down the path until we reached sand and took a little walk holding hands. We moved down the beach, talking quietly and appreciating the sound of the waves crashing as the sun kissed the water goodbye. It was night already but not completely, the lights from the main street allowing some visibility even from afar.

"Why me leaving you was the first thing you thought as a reason for me to be here?" He questioned changing the subject.

"I'm not following.."

"You thought I came here because I have something bad to tell you and the first thing that occured to you was that I was travelling again."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"I don't know, that fact didn't occur to me. I just acknowledged it now you said it."

"Are you sure?" he squeezed my hand in confirmation.

"Yes, don't worry about it."

"I know you really don't like when you have to stay alone so many days--"

"Harry," I interrupted. "We ran out of words to say about that topic, we've had that discussion too many times.."

"I know." he paused. "But it doesn't have to happen anymore."

I raised my eyebrows suspiciously "What do you mean?"

He stopped moving and stood in front of me after a deep sigh. "What if we needn't stay apart anymore?"

"How ..."

"You know I love you more than anything, right?"

"Harry..." I was getting worried to where this was heading.

"Just answer." He pressed, taking both my hands in his.

"Yes, I know."

"Good, because I never stopped loving you for even a fraction of second, even when we're fighting and you're screaming at me from the top of your lungs. Since I met you I didn't stand a chance, I couldn't fight it back even if I wanted to, that's why I know it's meant to be. I don't know how but I feel like I love you more every day as I wake up every single morning laying by your side and I thought I'd never love someone with such intensity."

"You know I feel the same." My hand reached up tp caress his redenned cheek. He pressed a kiss to the palm of my hand before speaking again.

"I know and it's the best feeling in the world. It always worried me whether I could find someone who loves me for my heart and not my status but you were always so genuine I knew from day one you weren't that type of girl and I fell in love. Completely. To the point where everything I do is clouded by you. Every single thought I have concerns you somehow that I know what we have will never go away. Never."

He took a deep breath and reached for the pocket of his jacket still around my shoulders. I followed his movements confused until he bent on one knee right in front of me. My eyes widened as a weird strangled noise fell from my lips when I eyed the little velvet box in his hand.

"Mia, you know you're the love of my life and I'm certain I'll never love anything or anyone as much as I love you. You own everything that's mine, you own my heart and body, my thoughts and my soul. Everything I have it's yours except one." he paused for a second. "So I want to know if you'll own my last name as well. It's the only thing left."

I gulped down completely bewildered, my heart was beating so fast it was becoming paintful. For a moment I even considered it had stopped beating as I glanced at the box he opened to reveal a bright diamond ring.

"Will you marry me?"

My eyes snapped at his again, watching if he meant what he just said. We've talked so many times about getting married and build a life together but it never occured to me he'd do it now.


Right now.


My hand was positively shaking in his but I knew he was trembling as well. I gulped down, trying to gather my thoughts and find my voice but it was impossible as I could feel my heartbeat in my ears. Everything became a blur except the shining ring in the velvet box.

His hand squeezed mine, suddenly pulling the attention back to his green orbs. I could see the doubt in his eyes as he waited for my reply still. Yes or no. I followed my heart.

"Yes," I whispered softly, blinking the wetness of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, can you say that a bit louder?" he asked teasingly.

My face broke into a massive grin. "Yes, Harry Edward Styles, I'd love to marry you!"

He pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead and pulled out the ring from the box to slide it down my left ring finger. It was weird to have such massive diamond on that finger but that's something I'm sure I'll get used to for the meaning it holds. He placed a kiss to it and stood to his full height evaluating my reaction to the ring.

"Too much?"

"It looks really expensive but it's so beautiful." I replied honestly. I love the ring, I'd chose it myself.

Harry smiled and pulled my body tightly against his before our mouths crashed together. The kiss was messy, more tongues and teeth than anything given the permanent smiles on our faces but it didn't matter for neither of us.

"I love you." I mumbled against his lips.

"I love you too, fianceé."

"I'll need to get used to that."

My arms tightened around him and only then could I feel his heart beating so fast it like he'd went on a jog or something.

"Were you nervous?" I questioned amused.

"Did you notice?" he pulled away only enough to face me as our bodies remained glued.

"No, but your heart is practically flying out of your chest. Why were you nervous?"

"Because I wanted everything to go as I planed so you'd have the kind of proposal you'd never forget. I wanted to do it before, I carried the ring for months but I was waiting for the perfect time." he confessed softly.

"I loved the fact that you decided to do it here. Not only the beach I love and means so much to us but my country. It really was perfect." I assured with a kiss.

"I knew you'd like that fact. Your mum instantly agreed."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "My mum? She knew?"

"Of course she did. She was the first to know." He sounded almost offended.

"How did she react?"

"How do you think?"

"She cried, didn't she?"

"She did." he nodded with a chuckle.

"Oh God."

"Louis practically tackled me this morning at the airport."

"You flew in the morning?"

"I arrived in the afternoon but went to show the ring to your mum and place the gifts in your bed."

"That's why you didn't pick up the phone for the entire afternoon."

"Smart girl." Harry mocked.

"Don't patronize me, I could easily say no." I threatned playfully.

"Nope, can't take it back now."

"What have I gotten myself into..."

"Just the best time of your life filled with happiness. I can promise you I won't settle for any less than making you happy for the rest of our lives."

"You already do."




-




"Shh!" I whispered to Harry as we entered the house on our tiptoes in order not to wake up my mum and sister. I'm surprise she isn't awake just to see my reaction but it's pretty late so she must be asleep already.

"Alright." he breathed on my neck making me shiver. He took a painful bite on my neck and I couldn't help but squeal.

"Harry!" I scolded.

"You're not very good at keeping quiet, babe." he whispered in my ear.

"You're not helping!" I hissed.

"Sorry, I can't keep my hands off you." he confessed and I knew he wasn't being playful anymore. A shiver ran down my spine with all the possibilities.

Harry and I had spent an awful lot of time at the beach trying to talk but the only thing we managed was to hug and kiss, the pull between us too strong to resist. I knew what he meant now because I was just the same but the last thing I want is for my mum and sister to wake up and find us tangled on the stairs.

"Room." Is the only thing I say as I tug my fiance's hand along. Once the door is closed, my body is firmly pressed to it and Harry's tongue is on my mouth before I can process a thought.

"Can we still be naughty now we're engaged?" I asked above his lips.

Harry paused for a moment, shoting me a mischievous smile. "We should."

"Take my dress out." I turn so Harry can pull the zipper down and the dress falls to my feet as I push it aside.

Harry's hands push me to him before I can turn around, allowing me to feel his boner pressed to my lower back. An involuntary moan escapes my mouth when he cups my breasts from behind while his mouth travels down my neck. My head falls backwards to his shoulder as I press my hands to the door for some sort of support from his assault on my neck but my knees are already shaking. Three days without seeing each other and a proposal, it's impossible to react any other way with him.

"It scares me how much I missed you within only three days." I told him while his sinful lips kept kissing my hot skin in the most seductive way. He really knows what to do.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one." He turned around to crash our lips together, his tongue licking deep inot my mouth. I tried to return all the fervor, my hands tangling in his curls to urge him closer.

Since I was only in heels and underwear, that made it easier for Harry to knead every part of my body he wanted to reach, including inside my panties.

"Well, I guess we won't need foreplay." he teased, witnessing with his fingers how my body was for him already.

I smirked and pushed him to the wall instead, my hands roaming his shirt.

"You can take it off." he murmured seductively.

My fists gripped each side of his shirt to rip it off. The buttons shattered on the floor as the shirt remained open on his body, exposing his hot hard chest and abs. My hands traced his bare skin, pressing kisses to his chest and licking his nipples. Harry groaned, squeezing my hips in approval. My hands fumbled with his belt in order to take his pants off. Deal, now we're equal in undergardments.

"And you talk about me.." I commented when my hand curled around his hard-rock erection.

"That's all for you, fianceé." He gave a loopsided grin full of lust and desire, it made me shudder with the intensity behind it.

"It better be."

His arms descended to cup my backside and effortlessly lifting me into him. My legs instantly wrapped around him as he carried us to my desk, the nearest surface, himself desperate too to make it to the bed.

I gasped at the pulse of pleasure the tease of the action caused when his cock pressed to my stomach and Harry groaned in answer, his lips falling on mine. Days of abstinence of each other made us both a little impatient. The kiss grew aggressive, bruising, my hands gripping tight to his hair, his hands kneading my waist, my ribs, my breasts. The bra left my chest as his lips trailed kisses down my jaw and neck, my hands slipping out of his hair to his shoulders as he stopped at my right breast. He placed a soft, deliberate kiss to the rise of it and I swear I stopped breathing. Another kiss. Another.

“Harry” I begged.

I felt him smile against my breast just before I felt the wet heat of his tongue against my nipple as his lips closed around it, drawing it in deep. A sharp lance of lust shot through my sex.

“Oh God!”

His lips descended to my stomach, the muscles clenching when he bit my hipbone before reaching my only underwear. His dirty, bright glance at me was enough for me to realize he was teasing me on purpose since he's well aware of my desperation for him.
His mouth was inches away from closing around me when I pushed him up by the air. Harry groaned at the roughness of the gesture but I know it didn't hurt, if anything it turned him on even more. I know he likes it rough sometimes.

"I thought you said no foreplay."

He only smirked at me and pushed his boxers down in half a second.
With no warning at all, Harry pushed into me, stretching me to the fullest as my mouth fell open even more in a gasp.
My legs opened further so he could rest in between them more confortably even though he's standing but I want to feel him pressed into me, completely.

"Quiet. "Harry's mouth crashed to mine again, his breath hot and harsh as he swallowed my moans while urging me to him. We had to be quiet in order not to wake up the other two people in this house. It's a bit harder task to accomplish when he's pulling in and out of me while kneading every part of my body he can reach.

My hands roamed his torso only to feel him shiver with my touch, a fact that made me smile. I loved the fact that we're still so affected by each other after all this time together.
Harry pushed me closed to the edge of the desk by the thighs, tilting my body backward so he could hit deeper inside me.

My mind blacked out completely as he drove himself deeper into me, rocking forward in quick, deep thrusts that I fell down to my toes. I could feel the heat building in my stomach as he rolled his hips, each and every moment driving me closer to insanity and paradise all at the same time. All the emotions were poured into our movements, the days apart even though short and the bliss or earlier. Even though it wasn't slow or patient, all our love was shown into our actions now, both trying to fill the silent words of what we feel for each other. No matter how many times I say I love you, it'll never encompass everything I feel for Harry and he knows it.

My hands wrapped around his shoulder, bitting down on his hot skin to stiffle my involuntary moans. Pleasure was stronger than me.

"Fuck," Harry growled, throwing his head back and pulling me even tighter against him as his pace quickened, the deep thrusts shortening into quick, harsh ones that rattled my bones.

I could tell he was close by the way he screw his eyes shut. It was the most beautiful sight, the vulnerability shown knocking the breath out of my lungs. Nothing purs me more than seeing Harry lose control like he does to me everytime he lays a single finger on my body.
A cry escaped my lips into his mouth when he shifted his hips down, hitting an entirely new angle that was, if possible, even more devastating than before.
I bit down on my lip in attempt to control myself, reminding over and over we weren't alone in the house, but it's no use. The rentless pounding of Hary's hips against mine was heavenly and I could feel myself reaching my own release. He rocked into me over and over again, the pace merciless as the pressure in my stomach built to the point where it almost hurt, needing to be relieved soon.
My hands started to shake around his shoulders as he pushed into me with deeper thrusts, somehow maintaining the quick pace.

"Mia," he purred seductively in my ear to coax me towards my much needed orgasm.

When his hand reached between us to put pressure on my clit, I gave up. As I covered my mouth with one hand, pleasure flushed through my body as one of my most powerful orgasms hit like a bolt of lightening, shocking my entire body uncontrolably. My limbs were shaking as the electric current buzzed through me, completely invading my mind and burning through my veins as he continued his assault on my center.

Seconds after me, he came to his end, stiffening deep inside me as he buryed his head on my neck to lessen the sound of his deep growl. My legs squeezed even tighter around him while his hands trailed up and down my back. He relaxed into me, his breath hot on my neck as we both struggled to breathe normally. My muscles felt warm and gooey, my thighs resting against his sides. We smelled of fresh sweat and sex, and I was still pulsing around him.

"That wasn't very quiet of you." he breathed, chest heaving just as mine thanks to his exertion and orgasm. He was dripping in sweat just like I was as our bodies remained pressed together and we floated down from our high.

"Your fault." I managed to say.

He gave me a breathless laugh in return. "When we fly back to our place, I’m going to fuck you in every room, in every way I can.” My eyes flew open, my chest rising and falling more rapidly at his words. “I’m gonna make you scream there since you can’t here.” he promised softly with a lick of his lips.

My body quivered, worn out from our actions but still capable of reacting to his dirty promises.

"Is that what marriage will lead us to?" I questioned teasingly.

"I guess we'll find out soon, love." he carried me to bed, pushing the covers and lying down beside me.

I sighed in contentment and settled into him. "I'm too tired to shower."

"Go to sleep." Harry whispered while locking a strand of sweaty hair behind my ear.

"Thank you for today, it was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done to me."

He showed me a soft smile, his eyes a sparkling green. "I promised you happiness for the rest of your life, after all."

"That's a bold promise but I'm sure you'll be able to accomplish it without much effort."

"That's what I'm hoping for."

"I want to make you happy too." I murmured, running my nose up and down his jaw.

"You already do. More than anything."




-



"Oh my God, you said yes!" I heard my mum's shriek in the early morning as she entered the kitchen and effectively interrupted a kissing moment, her eyes set on my left hand.

Harry and I didn't feel like sleeping much even though exhausted, too excited about everything happening in our lives to stay in bed. Therefore, we had decided to get up, shower from yesterday and prepare breakfast. That's where my mother comes in.

"What do you think?" I shook my head at her. Was there any other possibility?

"The ring looks even more gorgeous on your finger." She sighed in contentment, grabbing my left hand to analyze the new adorn.

I was still getting used to it as well, the meaning of it seeming too surreal. I was engaged now.
"It's really beautiful."

"Harry, son, it was a great call." she praised my fiance. "I wouldn't be able to say no to something like this."

"Thanks, Erica." he smilled proudly at her.

"Oh, don't whine! I know for a fact the ring dad gave you was astounishing."

"True. Your father always had a great taste in gifts for everyone indeed but that ring was your grandmother's."

"Doesn't matter." I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Oh my God, can I see it?" My sister followed, entering the kitchen with too much excitment.

"Careful, India." Mum advised.

"It's so beautiful!" She sighed deeply while staring at the ring.

"Don't worry, your time will come too." I said ruffling her hair.

"No way! Already lost one bird, not about to lose the only one left!" My mother shook her head vehemently.

"I don't mind sharing." Harry pepped in. "But only with you."

"Well, I feel like I deserve that consideration since I was the one letting her borrow my womb." she replied jokingly, making us all laugh.

"Point well taken."

"So, have you decided the date yet?"

Both Harry and I shook our heads.

"Will it be here or in London?"

"We haven't decided anything yet." Harry told her.

"We just got engaged mum, one step at time."

"Well, you say that now but time flies! You don't want to be one of those couples who get engaged for 5 years and only marry when the excitment of the engagement is gone, will you?"

"We won't." Harry smiled at her, adding a little wink. He looked so happy as well, it fullfilled me completely.

"Great!" She clapped before engulfing us both in a tight hug. "I'm so thrilled for this wedding. Congratulations, my dears."

I smiled largely, my cheekbones already hurting from the smile I couldn't wipe off my face since I've muttered I do yesterday.

"I love you." Harry mouthed tenderly when our eyes locked.

"I love you too." I mouthed back.

And I was sure I'd feel that for the rest of my life.


Notes

You cheeky people guessed it!! :D

But don't worry, this isn't the end. I've devided the chapters in my head and I think there's still like 8 to post so still a lot to happen..

Stay tuned,

Dani.

Comments

@M.J.

It's amazing how you know my writing and that I don't do happily ever after which is true but I don't think I've ever mentioned that (?)
And yes, I'm replying 6 months later, sorry.
I do envision the next step after that last chapter ended but that, of course, is gonna stay in my head. :)
xx

@Marbleskin

thank you, thank you, thank you :)
Yes, I'm working on something else indeed nut no more Harry and Mia :( I'll be in touch soon about new stuff, if you're still around

@Javairia_Directioner

Ahah, that's the FINAL end.. (As you've probably realized after 6 months.) sorry for the waiting but thank you so much for reading it!!

@faithy

That is awesome that you know it word for word!! I'd kiss you right now if I could :) thank you x100

I cried the whole way through, you evil evil woman! I loved it there is no doubt in my mind she takes his hand and they work things out. But of course this is the kind of thing you'd do. I am curious though what do you think happens? I know you dont really write happily ever after, but do see it in your head? I loved this chapter, i had so much fun reading both this stories! You are a great writer and it has been a privelege seeing how you have grown and improved! Congrats on ending this huge project!