What Makes You Beautiful
And, girl, when you're lookin' like that, I can't hold back
Cause you, you've got this spell on me, I don't know what to believe
Kiss you once now I can't leave
Cause everything you do is magic
But everything you do is magic
‘Magic’ – One Direction
Harry's POV
It had been almost a full month since Bella moved into his house in London permanently. It felt great not to worry about her or wait to call her because of time differences. Instead of her being thousands of miles away, she was always in the house with him. Bella was almost fifteen weeks pregnant and had the smallest bump sticking out between her hips. It was hardly noticeable and didn’t show through her clothes. Her bump made Harry feel so overjoyed. He could see his baby growing. He or she was in there and was getting bigger and bigger. It was a beautiful thing.
It was the 4th of February when Harry released the statement of the two of them expecting their first child. The media flourished on this new subject and pictures of Bella and Harry outside the hospital, and even before then, scattered across websites and were printed in internationally-read magazines.
Harry Styles due to become a father with fiancée Bella Frost!
Styles and Frost will welcome a baby next year!
Harry Styles following in bandmate Louis Tomlinson’s footsteps.
A baby Styles will come into the world in 2016!
There were some articles that discussed One Direction’s future after the hiatus, about how difficult it would be for the band to come back together since two of its members would be fathers. Harry tended to avoid what the media said about him and Bella. Both their Twitters exploded with messages and tweets every day, it was crazy. Some fans went overboard and tweeted stupid things like ‘I’m not pregnant so @Harry_Styles is not going to be a dad.’ Bella didn’t even log into her Twitter and good for her. Harry didn’t want her to see some of the fans’ tweets. She had more important and beautiful things to focus on.
They did end up having an engagement party. It took place at Harry’s house on the 1st of February, on Harry’s 22nd birthday, so it ended up being a double celebration. Bella’s entire family, including her grandmother, had flown over to London, due to both Bella and Harry’s request. Harry’s family attended as well as the other three One Direction boys. Unfortunately, Briana couldn’t make it because she had to look after her newborn son back in L.A. Two of Harry’s good friends, Nick Grimshaw and Ed Sheeran, also came. Bella was a big fan of Ed so she had been a little starstruck, much to Harry’s amusement. Ed even said he would perform at their wedding. Bella’s reaction would be forever seared into Harry’s mind. She had cried with happiness and gave both Harry and Ed a tight hug. The gifts they received were ones to help with their nuptials: a wedding planner, a large knife with their names engraved on it to cut their wedding cake, about half-a-dozen bottles of wine and champagne. They also got separate presents. For Harry, he got a shaving set, shaving creams and after-shave balms and oils. He also got a specialised decanter from Niall (obviously).There was one present Gemma had given Bella that Harry hadn’t seen. Probably has something to do with the honeymoon. He had thought.
When the 14th of February fell upon London, Harry took the chance to spoil his bride-to-be. He organised a helicopter ride over London in the evening. He could still remember the smile on her face and the sparkle in her eyes when she looked down on the city that was now her home. From Bella, Harry had gotten a glass jar filled with romantic messages written in her hand, full of love. It was such a simple thing to do but he loved it. Whenever he felt down and she wasn’t around, he could read a little message and his heart would soar through the clouds like a free bird. Harry didn’t need a Valentine’s Day present from her because Bella was a present herself, always waiting to be unwrapped. He didn’t need anything else. Whenever she was around, he felt her love.
Harry knew Bella adored animals, both domestic and wild. So he got her a puppy. An adorable chocolate brown Labrador. A red bow was tied loosely around the puppy’s neck and his brown eyes were huge. Bella had squealed with delight, going down to her knees as the puppy bounded towards her. Her face lit up like a kid’s on Christmas morning as she picked up the excited puppy, his tail wagging fast.
“What do you want to call him?” Harry had asked. Bella scratched the puppy’s head, trying to keep a good hold on him as he was squirming, wanting to lick her face. Bella laughed and rocked the puppy back and forth like a baby. A smile was on her face when she had answered him.
“Tommo Bear.”
“You’re seriously going to name him after Louis?”
“You don’t like it? I think he looks like a “Tommo Bear”.” Bella said, kissing the puppy’s head.
“No, it’s fine. Just…I will never hear the end of it from Louis.” Harry had groaned, rolling his eyes. He couldn’t just say “no” to Bella. He had gotten her the puppy so she should be allowed to name him whatever she wanted.
At the end of the day, Tommo Bear had crashed out, after jumping around for three hours straight. Night had fallen and golden lights lit up the large luxurious house. The upstairs bathroom had a romantic glow, candles flickering around the edge of the large bath, shadows from the flames dancing on the white walls. The water was nice and hot as Harry sunk into its pleasure. Bella sat in between his legs, leaning back against his chest as his arms circled her stomach. He didn’t know why he wasn’t completely aroused when her bottom basically touched his member. Instead, he felt relaxed, holding her in his arms, feeling the small baby bump underneath his hands.
“That tweet of yours is going off the scale in terms of retweets.” Bella said, creating momentary patterns in the water with her fingers.
“Which one?” Harry asked innocently.
“You know which one.”
Harry did know which one. His birthday tweet. It was Louis who brought up the reference and Harry decided to show it to the world. As he expected, Twitter went absolutely crazy and sent Directioners into a whirlwind. As of now, it had been retweeted almost 230,000 times. Even Harry was surprised about the hype, all because of one single tweet. He had no ill intentions towards her. He just thought, I’m turning 22 and it’s a good song. Obviously, his past relationship with her made it seem like he was getting back at her. It was the same thing about that one lyric in Perfect. As Harry had said in interviews, everybody wrote from personal experience. So what’s wrong with me doing that?
“I didn’t think there would be a huge reaction like this to it.” He said, kissing the top of her head. She moved up a little bit and he felt his member move with arousal. He didn’t know if she moved on purpose but he didn’t care. She aroused him almost all the time.
“I know you didn’t mean anything by it. I just think it’s not nice how everyone’s dissing you. When she wrote songs about you, did people diss her the way people are dissing you? No. You write one song lyric about her and reference a song lyric of hers in a tweet then people go nuts. It’s not fair on you.”
Harry’s love for Bella deepened even further by her kind words. He knew she was a fan of Taylor’s and rightly so. She still wrote great music and was going strong. Like Bella, Harry didn’t like it how he was getting attacked more than Taylor ever was. Is it because I was the one who broke up with her? He wasn’t going to apologise for his song writing. He channelled his previous relationship into writing. There’s nothing wrong with that. She’s written, like, three songs about me. Harry kissed the back of Bella’s head and sighed.
“I love you, you know that?”
“Of course I do, Harry. I love you too.”
He just needed to hear those three words come out of his fiancée’s mouth and he felt so loved. He realised he didn’t need a world famous actress or international megastar to fall in love with. He needed a down-to-earth girl with the kindest heart. He had found that in Bella. Harry couldn’t wait to begin his life with her, starting with a wedding and the baby currently growing inside her.
It had been exactly a year since the first show of the tour in Melbourne. The day he had texted her to wish Bella a Happy Valentine’s Day. And look at us now. He smiled to himself. Everything was different now. He had a woman to love and a baby on the way. All of this happened in perfect time with the hiatus which showed Harry everything had always meant to be. Meeting Bella and falling in love with her, it had always meant to happen. After a wonderful 22 years, she was the girl he had been waiting for the whole time.
“There’s one more Valentine gift I need to give you.” He said.
“Oh?” Bella gasped, turning around in his arms. The way her thighs rested around his hips felt amazing, her hands pressed against his warm chest. In the golden light from the candles, she glowed. She was like a star in Harry’s eyes. Even though she was completely naked, his gaze wasn’t focused on her body. Instead, he looked at her face. The face he had fallen in love with. Her eyes shone green in the dim glow, all of her brown hair gathered into a loose knot at the back of her head. She was so beautiful and Harry counted himself a very lucky man to call her his fiancée.
He slid his wet hand up her body and stroked her cheek with his fingers, his thumb running over her plump lips. Bella leaned down and rested her forehead against his, never breaking eye contact. She was irresistible and the way she was straddling his lap in the water made him aroused. Tonight was a special night and Harry wanted it to be perfect. A way to start off such a night was to kiss her. So he did.
Bella responded immediately, locking her arms around his neck, while Harry kept a gentle hold on her waist with one hand, the other one moving up and down her spine. The water sloshed around as Bella moved her hips and Harry felt his member grow thick. His heartbeat sped up when he felt her tongue meet his, tangling together in a passionate fire that would burn into the night. Their kisses were lazy but warm and beautiful, wet lips connecting and disconnecting, air shared between the two of them. Harry raised his wet hands to cup her neck, his fingertips tracing the column of her throat.
“Bella, my love, not here.”
Her lips were gone from his and he saw her cheeks were bright pink and her hazel eyes sparkled, the candles’ flames reflecting in them. Harry kissed her neck briefly and smiled at her.
“The gift is waiting for you in our room. Let’s get dry and I’ll show you.”
Bella nodded and got out of the bath first, taking her hair out of its knot. Harry watched as the long brown waves cascaded down her beautiful back. She tugged a comb through it, getting rid of any tangles. Harry followed her out of the bath and began to drain the water, pulling the plug out. When he turned around, he found Bella drying herself with a fresh towel. Harry grabbed one himself and dried his body, ignoring the massive boner he had. He looked in the mirror and released his long curls from its bun, letting them flow over his shoulders. Bella hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his torso and kissing his shoulder.
“What’s my last gift?” She pleaded.
“Patience, missy.” Harry smirked at her in the mirror. He wrapped the towel around his waist, covering his arousal and Bella did the same, letting the towel cover her from her breasts to the middle of her thighs. Harry opened the door while Bella blew out the candles. They didn’t want a fire accident. He caught her off-guard by pulling her up into his arms, carrying her bridal-style out of the bathroom. Bella smiled at him, resting her temple against his, as he walked out of Bella’s previous bedroom, across the hall into the one they now shared together.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Bella.” Harry whispered sweetly. He watched as Bella looked at the bedroom and let out a small gasp, her eyes wide.
0*0
Bella's POV
“Oh My God! Harry…!” She cried, her arms loosening their grip from around his shoulders. A large grin spread across her face when she saw the sight before her.
The bedroom had been completely transformed into a romantic wonderland. The bed was neatly made, the pillows plush and soft, and the two lamps seated on the bedside tables on either side of the bed sent a golden glow around the room, similar to the one that had been in the bathroom. Red rose petals covered the floor and the bed and the smell of something delicious invaded her nostrils.
“What is this?” Bella asked as Harry set her back down on her feet.
“I thought we’d try something new tonight, since it is Valentine’s Day. The day of love.” He answered. He walked over the bed, where something large was disguised by a piece of cloth, and ran a hand through his hair. Harry pulled the piece of cloth off and another gasp came from Bella.
On a flat white tray was a bowl of scrumptious-looking strawberries, their red skin shining in the golden light, and there was also two bowls of melted chocolate and honey. That’s what the delicious smell was. Bella smiled as she padded over to Harry, gripping the towel to her chest. She had no idea what he had planned so she longed to find out what it was. She reached her left hand out to grab a strawberry but Harry stopped her by wrapping his fingers around her wrist.
“Oh, no, no, no, love. Not yet.” He smiled sultrily down at her, looking extremely handsome and sexy with his long curls framing his perfect face. Bella pouted at him, wondering why she wasn’t allowed to eat a strawberry. Harry only smiled and dipped his forefinger into the melted chocolate, swirling it around. Bella bit her lip when he placed his finger in his mouth and sucked the chocolate off, all the while keeping his eyes locked to hers. He’s doing it on purpose! The damn bastard! Bella sighed. She knew this wasn’t going to be one of those nights where the sex would be fast and hot. It would be slow, gentle and passionate. A slow burn.
“I hate you.” Bella smirked, shaking her head.
“No, you don’t. You love me.” Harry returned her smirk and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He dipped his head down and his lips touched the skin just beneath her ear, his warm breath sending a rush through her body.
“You love me because I kiss you like this. I know you love it when I kiss you.” He whispered against Bella’s neck, moving his hands down to her thighs. She sighed when Harry began to pepper her neck with smooth butterfly kisses as his fingers travelled up her left thigh, going underneath the towel. Bella bit her lip when he played with her wet folds, sinking a finger inside her.
“You love me because I make you feel this way. You love me because I touch you like this.” Harry continued to press kisses to her neck while his finger circled within her, making her ready, making her more aroused than she already was.
“Take me, Harry. Please…” She begged, leaning up to bite his earlobe, gently tugging it. She hoped if she could seduce him, they would be on the bed making love within a matter of seconds. But Bella’s request was declined, his finger exiting her sex. Harry pulled back and softly kissed her lips, leaving her wanting more.
“In time, my love.” He said, kissing the tip of her nose. He told her to close her eyes and she did. Bella heard shuffling and the sound of Harry’s footsteps from behind her. She trusted him. He knows what he’s doing. She remembered the feeling of his mouth on her neck, so soft but also so hot. Her blood boiled every time she felt his smooth lips on her skin, it was an incredible feeling. She revoked the memory of his finger inside, teasing her. It had felt so good and she wanted more. Harry was right. Bella loved him. She loved everything about him and everything he did to her to make her feel good. And he was perfection in the bed. Always.
Harry’s lips were on her shoulder, making her jump. He allowed her to open her eyes and Bella felt him tug her hair, gathering it all behind her back.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Braiding your hair. We don’t want to get any chocolate or honey in your beautiful locks, do we, love?”
Bella shivered when his warm breath washed over her naked skin, his fingers moving expertly through her hair, tying all of it in a single braid down her back. When Harry tied the end of her braid off, he ran his hands over her shoulders and kissed the back of her head. Her eyes were locked to the bowls of melted chocolate and honey on the bed. We’re going to…cover each other with…them? Uh… Bella didn’t know what to think. It was such an…erotic thing to do and Bella was not sure if she would be up for it. Sure, Harry could pleasure her greatly but she never could pleasure him in the same way. She bit her lip and looked at Harry nervously when he came to stand in front of her.
“Are you…scared?” He asked. Bella shook her head.
“No. I’m just a little…overwhelmed.”
“It’s OK, Bella. We’ll take it slow.” Harry reassured her sweetly, pressing a warm kiss to her lips. He took her hand and she let him dip her finger into the melted chocolate. It was lukewarm and its smell was amazing. Harry raised her chocolate-coated finger up and he opened his mouth, sucking all the chocolate off her skin. Bella couldn’t look away from his face. The sultry look in his eyes made her knees turn to jelly.
“Delicious.” He sighed. That was it. He had tortured her enough. Bella had just about enough. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She could taste the chocolate on his lips and it only made her want to kiss him even more. Bella moaned when he slid his tongue into his mouth, exploring around. She rested her hands on his bare chest while his fingers untied the towel from around her body, the soft fabric falling to her feet. His hands moved down to her waist, over her bottom before gripping her thighs tightly. His touch made her glow, made her feel like fire. She licked his lips in between kisses, savouring the taste of the chocolate. Harry growled and bit down on her bottom lip, pulling at it, making her moan. Her hands moved up to grasp his long curls when he told her to jump, locking her legs around his waist. She crushed her mouth against his, relishing how pleasurable his kisses were.
“You’re even more delicious than the chocolate.” Harry whispered, stroking her naked bottom. Bella bared her teeth and grunted, kissing the side of his mouth. She wanted to make him feel good. It was Valentine’s Day after all, and she wanted to make him feel loved on the day of love. Her mouth latched onto his neck like a vampire, kissing his skin lazily, soft wet sounds hitting her ears each time she unglued her lips from his neck. Harry’s right arm fastened around her back, keeping a tight hold on her body. He broke the kiss and raised his left hand to her mouth. Bella realised his index finger was coated in honey, the warm smell of the sticky substance so salivating. Harry ran his finger over her lips, painting them with the honey. She just stared into his glittering green eyes, watching a sexy smirk come upon his handsome face. When he finished, Bella took the opportunity and licked the honey off his finger, sucking on his flesh. She never considered herself a sexy person but Harry had awakened that side of her and she couldn’t help herself. Harry stared at her before he brought her in for another series of passionate breathless kisses, sucking and licking the honey that was coated on her lips. It felt incredible. When she was in the bedroom with Harry, the world was outside. Their kisses and caresses were kept secret from the prying eyes and ears of the media. It was just them in their own perfect little paradise.
Harry laid her down on the bed, careful not to knock the bowls over, and kissed her chest and in between her breasts, setting her heart ablaze with lust and desire. His lips trailed the entire length of her torso, finally reaching her dripping wet sex.
“Harry…” Bella moaned, closing her eyes as his tongue pleasured her down there. She turned her head to the side, sighing, biting her lip. Harry lifted her legs up onto his shoulders, which allowed him to gain more access. It was pure perfection. Her chest heaved up and down when her orgasm exploded, panting, desperately wanting to feel his lips on her skin and his arousal inside her. His tongue lapped up her cum, tasting her, making her want this night to never end. Bella wanted to stay in this small beautiful world with the man she loved.
He stroked her inner right thigh with his mouth, showering the skin with quick soft kisses. He repeated the action on her left thigh, dropping her legs back down on the bed. Bella opened her eyes to see him sitting in between her legs, the towel gone from around his waist, completely naked just like her. Harry leaned down and touched her stomach, pressing his palms on her tiny bump.
“I can’t wait to see your belly swell with our child. My beautiful Bella…My stunning fiancée…” He whispered, kissing her stomach softly. Bella smiled and reached out her hands to him. She badly wanted to feel him, kiss him, hold him and never let him go. Harry raised his finger at her and shook his head. She sighed and frowned. Harry simply smiled and grabbed the bowl of honey, coating his fingers in it. He put the bowl back on the tray and ran his fingers down Bella’s chest. The honey was warm and sticky, a beautiful amber colour against her tanned skin. His fingers created a small ‘H’ just above her breasts, making Bella grin. He lowered his head and licked the honey off her body, following the lines of the ‘H’. Bella writhed underneath him, her fingers finding their way into his hair, massaging his scalp while she moaned for more.
“My sweet sweet baby…” His voice did things to her she didn’t even know existed. The way he talked, the slowness of his English drawl, the deepness of his tone, it was wonderful. Bella was the only girl to hear him say those sexy things to her, his eyes sparkling like emeralds. And he’s mine. He’s all mine. She smiled to herself. The tip of Harry’s tongue touched her neck, moving up the column of her throat before his lips were on hers again, perfectly moulding together. His lips were sweet and soft, the honey lingering, rendering their kisses hot and sticky.
“I want you, Harry. I want you inside me…” Bella pleaded as his kiss contaminated her body, filling her with a poison she would gladly die from. Harry didn’t say anything and only kissed her once more on the lips before sitting up, taking the bowl of melted chocolate in his hands. He smiled at her, resting one of his hands on her small baby bump.
“Want to taste me?” He asked, lust in his green eyes. Oh, wow…! Bella had never felt more aroused in Harry’s presence. She smiled and sat up, resting the back of her thighs on her calves. Her hands rested on his shoulders while she leaned up to kiss him. The honey on his lips still lingered, sweet on her tongue. Bella broke the kiss and took the bowl out of his hands, placing one finger into the melted chocolate. She placed her finger in her mouth and sucked. It tasted so good and she knew it would taste even better licking it off her fiancé’s beautiful body.
Harry lay down on the bed and Bella positioned herself in between his legs. She dipped her index and middle finger into the bowl and lifted them high, letting the chocolate drip back into the bowl. Her fiancé was defenceless and vulnerable before her, ready to be taken, ready to be pleasured when she desired to. With her chocolate fingers, Bella covered his butterfly tattoo, covering the black ink with the brown mixture. She heard Harry hiss with desire when she leaned down and sucked all the chocolate off, the tip of her tongue tracing the outline of the butterfly. She placed chocolate kisses on both of his fern tattoos, aiming dangerously close to his throbbing arousal.
The smell of the chocolate mixed with Harry’s cologne was wonderful, the taste of his hot skin on her lips sending her heart racing. Bella let Harry take hold of her hands and pull her up closer to him so her breasts rested on his chest. His lips touched hers and she felt his tongue sucking and licking the chocolatey off. Honey and chocolate invaded her mouth, making her stomach beg for more. Sticky chaos ensured when Bella covered more of Harry’s tattoos in both thick liquids, taking her time with licking his skin. She knew he wanted more so she gave him more. Pretty soon, his entire body smelt of honey and chocolate with a hint of his sexy cologne. The whole room smelt amazing and Bella was sure she would stay in the bedroom all the time if it always smelt that way.
Bella was underneath Harry again, letting him suck chocolate off her neck, staining his perfect pink lips brown. Honey stuck to her fingers and because she curled her hands in Harry’s hair, his glorious curls became sticky but he didn’t seem to care. Bella begged for him to be inside her again, massaging his nipples with her fingertips. He growled, slipping his tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately.
“Please…” She whispered once her lips were free from his. She stroked his cheeks with her honey-covered fingers, marvelling at the curve of his jawline, poking his dimples when he smiled down at her, melting her heart by flashing his pearly whites.
Harry licked his lips and took her hands in his, threading their fingers together. He placed both of their hands on either side of Bella’s head and kissed her softly, making her heart skip a beat. He placed himself inside her and Bella finally released a scream she had been holding back. She tightened her fingers in his as he began to pick up the pace, leaving sloppy kisses on her lips and her neck. Bella felt like she was in ecstasy and she never wanted to leave the place she was in. It was heaven.
She whispered “I love you” and “More, more, harder” in between kisses, moving her hands through his hair and running her fingernails down his chest and over his back, touching him wherever her fingers allowed her to. It felt so good and Bella knew, on this night, she was in love with Harry more than ever before.
“That was amazing.” Bella smiled, her cheeks still pink after making love. Both of them were still naked but were wrapped in the white sheets, the red rose petals strewn about all over the bed, eating the juicy strawberries, occasionally dipping them into the leftover melted chocolate.
“You’re telling me. You have a very talented tongue.” Harry said, lowering his voice and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss. Bella giggled and bite into her third strawberry, savouring its fruity taste with the smoothness of the chocolate mixed with it. Her fiancé had his back resting against the headboard of the bed while she lay lower down so she could rest her head on her stomach if she wanted to.
“So do you.” Bella responded, taking his left hand in her free one and kissed his knuckles. She turned his hand over and ran her fingertips over the infinity tattoo on his inner wrist, smiling. Bella would forever remember the day both she and Harry got their matching tattoos, way back in July 2015. And look at where we are now. I’m engaged to him. I’m going to marry him. She smiled to herself.
“What are you thinking about?”
Bella looked up at him and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, devouring the rest of her strawberry. She grabbed the tray and the bowls and placed them down on the floor. The door was closed so Tommo Bear couldn’t sneak it and eat stuff he shouldn’t. Bella turned back to Harry and licked the juice off her fingers, batting her eyelashes at him, a smile growing on her face.
“I’m thinking about how much I love you.”
Harry grinned and ran the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. Even just a simple touch from him made her heart flutter. She blinked up at him and kissed his thumb; she couldn’t resist.
“Still in a sensual mood, are we?” He smirked, draping his right arm over her waist.
“Can you really blame me?” Bella cocked an eyebrow at him. Frankly, Harry was the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes on. To her, he was perfect. He was everything she wanted and more. The way he lay next to her, he practically begged to be taken again. Harry leaned down again and kissed her. Bella was sure her lips were swollen by this point after being constantly sucked and kissed by Harry’s lips but she couldn’t care less. She had a feeling she had a few bite marks on her neck from Harry attacking her skin with his teeth, tongue and mouth. It was a declaration of the passionate love he had for her and she wished to return it a thousand fold.
Fortunately, their bodies weren’t that sticky. It was mainly their fingers and their lips. Harry moved himself down further so he could kiss her more easily. Bella tangled her hands in his unruly curls, returning his kisses. She sighed when he broke free and rested his cheek on her chest, moving his hand underneath the sheets. She was just about to ask what he was doing when she felt his palm touch her baby bump, massaging it gently.
“Our child is in there…” Harry whispered, his warm breath making her naked skin tingle.
“I know, baby.” Bella smiled, kissing the top of his head, playing with his long curls. Why can’t I stay here with him forever? That’s what she wanted. They were away from meddling eyes, relaxing in their post-sex bliss, their bodies flushed and hot. It was a wonderful feeling and one Bella would never get enough of. She saw that remnants of golden honey had congealed in his hair.
“There’s honey in your hair.” She gasped.
“It’s OK.”
“Shouldn’t you wash it out…?” Bella suggested.
“I don’t want to move. I’m too comfortable here. I want to stay with my beautiful naked fiancée.” Harry murmured, wrapping his arm around her bump, kissing her chest. Bella saw no point in arguing with him. She knew he wouldn’t get off her so she admitted defeat and pried the honey-stuck strands of his hair apart as gently as possible so it would be a little easier to wash it out the next morning.
“Thank you, Harry.”
“For what?” He asked.
“For everything. Not just for tonight but for every day since I met you. You’ve made me feel loved and I am so lucky to call you mine. I love you, Harry, more than anybody will love anyone, and I can’t wait to be your wife and raise our child with you.”
She looked down as Harry removed his cheek from her chest, raising his brilliant green eyes to hers. She lost herself in the beauty of his face, his expression full of love and affection.
“It is my pleasure to do everything for you, Bella. I love you, more than my own life, and I can’t wait to plan our future together. Starting with this little one…” He smiled, patting her stomach. Bella smiled back and leaned down, pressing her lips to his. His kiss was soft and warm; the taste of honey and chocolate was still there. She cupped his neck with her left hand and her right hand tugged on his brown curls while his arm tightened around her abdomen.
“I love you.” She whispered, giving him one last kiss.
“I love you too. Forever.” Harry smiled and returned his cheek to her chest. Bella wrapped her arms around his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair as she closed his eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep with her fiancé in her arms, dreaming about the child she bore in her womb.
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Her body still tingled the next morning. Each time she thought of him touching her, the fattest smile was on her face. He made her feel so good and she couldn’t get enough. The warmth of his kisses, the touch of his fingertips, the slickness of his tongue. What’s not to love? Her hand went to her subtle baby bump and smiled. It made her believe her child was in her. He or she was growing. It was like some sort of miracle. It was beautiful. Her next ultrasound was due to happen within the next couple of weeks, just a routine check of how the baby was doing. It was a relief revealing her pregnancy because with something this big, it would’ve hard to keep it a secret for much longer. She knew some fans were appalled and upset but honestly, Bella couldn’t give a flying fuck. It’s my child and you will do nothing to them.
It was 6 o’clock in the evening when she was on the phone to Briana. It was good to talk to someone who had gone through the same thing as she was. Tommo Bear followed her around the house as she chatted to her friend from L.A.
“How’s Freddie?”
Oh, he’s beautiful! I absolutely adore him.
“I hope I get to see him one day. He looks a lot like Louis, from the picture he released.”
I think he does too. But Louis thinks he looks like me.
“He looks like both of you and he’s gorgeous.” Bella smiled, trying to get away from Tommo Bear. The puppy had so much energy, it was crazy. Hopefully he’ll go to sleep soon. She pleaded. She wondered if the motherly love Bella would have for her child would be as strong as the love Briana had for her son.
He is. And how far along are you, by the way?
“Almost 16 weeks. I’ve started showing.”
I’m so happy for you, Bella. I’m certain your baby will be beautiful too.
“Thanks, Bri. You’re the only person I can really talk to about all this. Having a baby with a One Direction member…it’s a lot to comprehend.”
I know it’s a lot but you’re strong. You can do this. And don’t forget, you’ve got Harry.
“I do…and I’m lucky to have him.” Bella smiled. She would be eternally thankful for everything he did for her. And he did too much. Far too much, things she didn’t even deserve. But that unconditional love he gave her lifted her spirits every day. Tommo Bear suddenly jumped up onto his hind legs, scratching at her knees, barking.
“What is it, Tommo Bear?” Bella sighed, gently pushing the chocolate brown puppy back down. He just looked up at her with his big brown eyes. He was a gorgeous little thing but seemed to never stop jumping around. Bella had never owned an animal before so it was all new to her. She already felt like a mother to Tommo Bear. She fed him, looked after him, cleaned up his business (which was something she was definitely going to do for her baby).
I can’t believe you named him “Tommo Bear”. Briana laughed.
“It just came to me. The name suits him. And Louis told me he was flattered.” Bella giggled, walking across the entrance hall and starting to ascend the staircase. When she had talked to Louis just before Briana, he sounded honoured when she told him what she had named her new puppy. Bella knew secretly that he was so smug about it. She heard it in his voice. Damn cheeseball.
Oh, he was. But also extremely arrogant about it.
“Typical Louis.” Bella shook her head and giggled. The last time she had seen Louis was at the engagement party. He had moved to L.A for the time being to help Briana with looking after their son. It was different without Louis around. He was loud and hilarious. He was a wonderful friend. The atmosphere was so light-hearted and great when he was in the room. The birth of Freddie had definitely made him mature a little more and the picture Louis released of him holding his son had melted Bella’s heart. She could see that Louis was already in love with his child and from the way he talked about him on the phone. Bella always heard the smile in his voice. And she hoped Harry would feel the same way when their child was born.
I’m so sorry again that I couldn’t come to your engagement party. I wish I could’ve been there.
“There’s no need to apologise, Bri. You had to look after Freddie, I completely understand.”
Are you going to have a bachelorette party?
“Maybe, why?” Bella frowned, entering Harry’s bedroom. They shared it now. They never slept in separate beds anymore. Each morning, Bella woke up with Harry by her side. Sometimes, she was the big spoon and he was the little spoon. It was adorable. Sometimes, she would wake up and find Harry’s hands pressed against her stomach in his sleep. It made Bella smile just thinking about it.
If you’re having one, I want to come.
“What about Freddie?”
My mother can take care of him for a couple of days. She loves being a grandma!
Bella laughed. Her own mother was excited about being a grandmother, despite being only 45. Anne was also happy about having a new addition to the family. She was still adamant that she wanted to host a baby shower but Bella didn’t want to attract any more attention. If we did it discreetly… But Bella didn’t want to upset Anne. She was so excited to spoil her first grandchild. But Bella still had to think about it.
“My bachelorette party wouldn’t include any alcohol though…”
Pfft, you don’t need to drink booze to have fun. Just have a good time with your girlfriends.
“It’d only be you and Gemma coming then because all of my friends are back in Australia.” Bella said. She wished some of her friends could be here. She did miss them. But if she invited them all over, the media would pick up on it. The smaller the number of people, the better. Briana and Gemma were both wonderful young women and Bella loved both of them. One was a best friend and the other one was going to be her sister. I couldn’t ask for better people to do a bachelorette party with!
That’s fine with me. So you’ll have one?
“Yeah, why not? I’ve had an engagement party and I’ve got to organise a baby shower and a wedding. Might as well have a bachelorette party too.”
Great! Call me when you know the details.
“Absolutely. See you, Bri, and give both Freddie and Louis a kiss from me.”
I will. Bye, Bella.
The call ended and Bella dropped her phone on the large bed. She couldn’t wait to see Briana and spend a night with her and Gemma. It’ll be great. She had just taken a step towards the bathroom when she felt something move inside her. Bella gasped and clutched her stomach. She thought something was wrong. When she replayed the moment in her mind, she realised it didn’t hurt. It was an oddly…comforting feeling. Bella looked down where her hands were and rubbed her abdomen gently. Then, she felt something move inside her again.
“Whoa!” She cried, stepping back a little. She didn’t need to think about what happened. She knew exactly what it was. My baby is moving. Bella had done some research, obviously to get ready for motherhood. She did see that between 16 and 25 weeks was when the baby first starts to move. Right on time. Her eyes were full of glorious wonder as she massaged her stomach, a smile on her face.
“Hello there…” Bella whispered to her child. And just like that, the baby moved for the third time. She could feel the baby. She could sense their happiness. Before she knew it, tears welled up in her eyes. My baby responds to my voice. He or she knows me. Bella had never felt a happiness like this. The maternal bond was there. It was a different kind of joy.
“I…love you. Mummy loves you.”
More movement, this time to the left. Bella blinked, trying to clear her vision. She looked up at the ceiling and laughed. With one hand still on her slow-growing stomach, Bella quickly walked out of the bedroom and back down the stairs.
“Harry! Harry!”
She wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him. She wanted him to feel the same joy she felt right now. Her gaze went from the right to the left, searching for her future husband.
“Bella, what’s wrong?”
She spun around to find Harry standing next to the staircase. He never failed to take her breath away. Even in just a patterned jumper and jeans, her heart filled up with love. He was attractive, inside and out. He was beautiful, his hair so long now but freshly washed, the brown locks very curly.
“Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s amazing. I felt the baby.”
The words flowed out of her mouth hurriedly as she gasped for breath but the smile never faded from her face. Harry’s green eyes softened and his dimples dented in his cheeks as his lips widened to form into one of his glorious grins. He stepped up to her and enveloped her in his arms. Bella held onto him, raising herself up onto her tiptoes, jumping up and down with delight. Harry laughed in her ear and buried his face in her hair, kissing her neck. It was a sweet gesture of the love he had for her and Bella welcomed it. Her eyes flew open and she removed her arms from him.
“There it was again! Feel here, Harry.” Bella cried, grabbing his hand and placed it on her stomach. She rested her hands on top of his and waited. Bella had felt her baby move again. It wasn’t hugely prominent but it had been there.
“I can’t feel anything.” Harry said.
“Just wait…” Bella assured him. If the baby responds to me, he or she must respond to him too. He’s the father. Ten seconds passed. Nothing. Twenty seconds. Nothing. Thirty seconds. Nothing. Harry looked at her, his expression a little sad.
“The baby doesn’t respond to me, Bella.” He shook his head. He began to take his hand off her stomach but Bella stopped him, placing it there again, keeping his palm secure underneath her hand. She didn’t like seeing Harry upset. No-one wished that. An imaginary light bulb flashed above her head with an idea. It had worked for her so maybe, just maybe…
“Say something, Harry. Let the baby hear your voice.”
His eyes lit up at her suggestion. To Bella’s joy, he took it onboard. Harry went down on his knees and placed his other hand on her stomach. Bella let her arms rest by her sides while her gaze was focused entirely on Harry. He breathed deeply before speaking.
“Hi, little one. I’m your dad. I love you so much and I can’t wait to meet you.”
His voice was so soft and soothing, the deepness and slowness of his British drawl was stunning. It was one of the many aspects of Harry that Bella loved. The way he spoke was beautiful. If Bella was blind, she would’ve fallen in love with Harry just because of his voice. She was certain of it. His fingers pressed further together, his eyes on her stomach.
“Can you hear me?” He asked. Bella bit her lip and waited. Then, she felt it. A slightest move of the baby. Did he feel it too? The answer to her question wasn’t verbal. Harry looked up at her, that perfect grin on his face. It was the only confirmation Bella needed. His gaze flickered back to her stomach as he took his hands off her.
“That’s…incredible…” He breathed, his whole face aglow. Bella smiled with him as he rose back up to his full height. She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him, hiding her face in his chest. Bella felt safe and warm in his embrace. There was no place she would rather be. In Harry’s arms and heart was where she belonged. Bella felt his lips touch her forehead and he sighed.
“I love you, Bella.”
“I love you more, Harry.” She whispered, tightening her hold on him.
Bella loved her life. She was a lucky girl and she knew it. She wouldn’t take anything for granted. She had a baby on the way and a wedding to plan. She had her life ahead of her. And the best part was she had her perfect man to share it with. Bella wanted nothing else. This was her life and it was wonderful. She had her world and shared it with Harry. And in return, he shared his world with her. Two lives together that had created a new one. A smile ghosted across Bella’s lips when she felt her baby move again. Nothing gave her such bliss.
Tommo Bear:
Kiss you once now I can't leave
Cause everything you do is magic
But everything you do is magic
‘Magic’ – One Direction
Harry's POV
It had been almost a full month since Bella moved into his house in London permanently. It felt great not to worry about her or wait to call her because of time differences. Instead of her being thousands of miles away, she was always in the house with him. Bella was almost fifteen weeks pregnant and had the smallest bump sticking out between her hips. It was hardly noticeable and didn’t show through her clothes. Her bump made Harry feel so overjoyed. He could see his baby growing. He or she was in there and was getting bigger and bigger. It was a beautiful thing.
It was the 4th of February when Harry released the statement of the two of them expecting their first child. The media flourished on this new subject and pictures of Bella and Harry outside the hospital, and even before then, scattered across websites and were printed in internationally-read magazines.
Harry Styles due to become a father with fiancée Bella Frost!
Styles and Frost will welcome a baby next year!
Harry Styles following in bandmate Louis Tomlinson’s footsteps.
A baby Styles will come into the world in 2016!
There were some articles that discussed One Direction’s future after the hiatus, about how difficult it would be for the band to come back together since two of its members would be fathers. Harry tended to avoid what the media said about him and Bella. Both their Twitters exploded with messages and tweets every day, it was crazy. Some fans went overboard and tweeted stupid things like ‘I’m not pregnant so @Harry_Styles is not going to be a dad.’ Bella didn’t even log into her Twitter and good for her. Harry didn’t want her to see some of the fans’ tweets. She had more important and beautiful things to focus on.
They did end up having an engagement party. It took place at Harry’s house on the 1st of February, on Harry’s 22nd birthday, so it ended up being a double celebration. Bella’s entire family, including her grandmother, had flown over to London, due to both Bella and Harry’s request. Harry’s family attended as well as the other three One Direction boys. Unfortunately, Briana couldn’t make it because she had to look after her newborn son back in L.A. Two of Harry’s good friends, Nick Grimshaw and Ed Sheeran, also came. Bella was a big fan of Ed so she had been a little starstruck, much to Harry’s amusement. Ed even said he would perform at their wedding. Bella’s reaction would be forever seared into Harry’s mind. She had cried with happiness and gave both Harry and Ed a tight hug. The gifts they received were ones to help with their nuptials: a wedding planner, a large knife with their names engraved on it to cut their wedding cake, about half-a-dozen bottles of wine and champagne. They also got separate presents. For Harry, he got a shaving set, shaving creams and after-shave balms and oils. He also got a specialised decanter from Niall (obviously).There was one present Gemma had given Bella that Harry hadn’t seen. Probably has something to do with the honeymoon. He had thought.
When the 14th of February fell upon London, Harry took the chance to spoil his bride-to-be. He organised a helicopter ride over London in the evening. He could still remember the smile on her face and the sparkle in her eyes when she looked down on the city that was now her home. From Bella, Harry had gotten a glass jar filled with romantic messages written in her hand, full of love. It was such a simple thing to do but he loved it. Whenever he felt down and she wasn’t around, he could read a little message and his heart would soar through the clouds like a free bird. Harry didn’t need a Valentine’s Day present from her because Bella was a present herself, always waiting to be unwrapped. He didn’t need anything else. Whenever she was around, he felt her love.
Harry knew Bella adored animals, both domestic and wild. So he got her a puppy. An adorable chocolate brown Labrador. A red bow was tied loosely around the puppy’s neck and his brown eyes were huge. Bella had squealed with delight, going down to her knees as the puppy bounded towards her. Her face lit up like a kid’s on Christmas morning as she picked up the excited puppy, his tail wagging fast.
“What do you want to call him?” Harry had asked. Bella scratched the puppy’s head, trying to keep a good hold on him as he was squirming, wanting to lick her face. Bella laughed and rocked the puppy back and forth like a baby. A smile was on her face when she had answered him.
“Tommo Bear.”
“You’re seriously going to name him after Louis?”
“You don’t like it? I think he looks like a “Tommo Bear”.” Bella said, kissing the puppy’s head.
“No, it’s fine. Just…I will never hear the end of it from Louis.” Harry had groaned, rolling his eyes. He couldn’t just say “no” to Bella. He had gotten her the puppy so she should be allowed to name him whatever she wanted.
At the end of the day, Tommo Bear had crashed out, after jumping around for three hours straight. Night had fallen and golden lights lit up the large luxurious house. The upstairs bathroom had a romantic glow, candles flickering around the edge of the large bath, shadows from the flames dancing on the white walls. The water was nice and hot as Harry sunk into its pleasure. Bella sat in between his legs, leaning back against his chest as his arms circled her stomach. He didn’t know why he wasn’t completely aroused when her bottom basically touched his member. Instead, he felt relaxed, holding her in his arms, feeling the small baby bump underneath his hands.
“That tweet of yours is going off the scale in terms of retweets.” Bella said, creating momentary patterns in the water with her fingers.
“Which one?” Harry asked innocently.
“You know which one.”
Harry did know which one. His birthday tweet. It was Louis who brought up the reference and Harry decided to show it to the world. As he expected, Twitter went absolutely crazy and sent Directioners into a whirlwind. As of now, it had been retweeted almost 230,000 times. Even Harry was surprised about the hype, all because of one single tweet. He had no ill intentions towards her. He just thought, I’m turning 22 and it’s a good song. Obviously, his past relationship with her made it seem like he was getting back at her. It was the same thing about that one lyric in Perfect. As Harry had said in interviews, everybody wrote from personal experience. So what’s wrong with me doing that?
“I didn’t think there would be a huge reaction like this to it.” He said, kissing the top of her head. She moved up a little bit and he felt his member move with arousal. He didn’t know if she moved on purpose but he didn’t care. She aroused him almost all the time.
“I know you didn’t mean anything by it. I just think it’s not nice how everyone’s dissing you. When she wrote songs about you, did people diss her the way people are dissing you? No. You write one song lyric about her and reference a song lyric of hers in a tweet then people go nuts. It’s not fair on you.”
Harry’s love for Bella deepened even further by her kind words. He knew she was a fan of Taylor’s and rightly so. She still wrote great music and was going strong. Like Bella, Harry didn’t like it how he was getting attacked more than Taylor ever was. Is it because I was the one who broke up with her? He wasn’t going to apologise for his song writing. He channelled his previous relationship into writing. There’s nothing wrong with that. She’s written, like, three songs about me. Harry kissed the back of Bella’s head and sighed.
“I love you, you know that?”
“Of course I do, Harry. I love you too.”
He just needed to hear those three words come out of his fiancée’s mouth and he felt so loved. He realised he didn’t need a world famous actress or international megastar to fall in love with. He needed a down-to-earth girl with the kindest heart. He had found that in Bella. Harry couldn’t wait to begin his life with her, starting with a wedding and the baby currently growing inside her.
It had been exactly a year since the first show of the tour in Melbourne. The day he had texted her to wish Bella a Happy Valentine’s Day. And look at us now. He smiled to himself. Everything was different now. He had a woman to love and a baby on the way. All of this happened in perfect time with the hiatus which showed Harry everything had always meant to be. Meeting Bella and falling in love with her, it had always meant to happen. After a wonderful 22 years, she was the girl he had been waiting for the whole time.
“There’s one more Valentine gift I need to give you.” He said.
“Oh?” Bella gasped, turning around in his arms. The way her thighs rested around his hips felt amazing, her hands pressed against his warm chest. In the golden light from the candles, she glowed. She was like a star in Harry’s eyes. Even though she was completely naked, his gaze wasn’t focused on her body. Instead, he looked at her face. The face he had fallen in love with. Her eyes shone green in the dim glow, all of her brown hair gathered into a loose knot at the back of her head. She was so beautiful and Harry counted himself a very lucky man to call her his fiancée.
He slid his wet hand up her body and stroked her cheek with his fingers, his thumb running over her plump lips. Bella leaned down and rested her forehead against his, never breaking eye contact. She was irresistible and the way she was straddling his lap in the water made him aroused. Tonight was a special night and Harry wanted it to be perfect. A way to start off such a night was to kiss her. So he did.
Bella responded immediately, locking her arms around his neck, while Harry kept a gentle hold on her waist with one hand, the other one moving up and down her spine. The water sloshed around as Bella moved her hips and Harry felt his member grow thick. His heartbeat sped up when he felt her tongue meet his, tangling together in a passionate fire that would burn into the night. Their kisses were lazy but warm and beautiful, wet lips connecting and disconnecting, air shared between the two of them. Harry raised his wet hands to cup her neck, his fingertips tracing the column of her throat.
“Bella, my love, not here.”
Her lips were gone from his and he saw her cheeks were bright pink and her hazel eyes sparkled, the candles’ flames reflecting in them. Harry kissed her neck briefly and smiled at her.
“The gift is waiting for you in our room. Let’s get dry and I’ll show you.”
Bella nodded and got out of the bath first, taking her hair out of its knot. Harry watched as the long brown waves cascaded down her beautiful back. She tugged a comb through it, getting rid of any tangles. Harry followed her out of the bath and began to drain the water, pulling the plug out. When he turned around, he found Bella drying herself with a fresh towel. Harry grabbed one himself and dried his body, ignoring the massive boner he had. He looked in the mirror and released his long curls from its bun, letting them flow over his shoulders. Bella hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his torso and kissing his shoulder.
“What’s my last gift?” She pleaded.
“Patience, missy.” Harry smirked at her in the mirror. He wrapped the towel around his waist, covering his arousal and Bella did the same, letting the towel cover her from her breasts to the middle of her thighs. Harry opened the door while Bella blew out the candles. They didn’t want a fire accident. He caught her off-guard by pulling her up into his arms, carrying her bridal-style out of the bathroom. Bella smiled at him, resting her temple against his, as he walked out of Bella’s previous bedroom, across the hall into the one they now shared together.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Bella.” Harry whispered sweetly. He watched as Bella looked at the bedroom and let out a small gasp, her eyes wide.
0*0
Bella's POV
“Oh My God! Harry…!” She cried, her arms loosening their grip from around his shoulders. A large grin spread across her face when she saw the sight before her.
The bedroom had been completely transformed into a romantic wonderland. The bed was neatly made, the pillows plush and soft, and the two lamps seated on the bedside tables on either side of the bed sent a golden glow around the room, similar to the one that had been in the bathroom. Red rose petals covered the floor and the bed and the smell of something delicious invaded her nostrils.
“What is this?” Bella asked as Harry set her back down on her feet.
“I thought we’d try something new tonight, since it is Valentine’s Day. The day of love.” He answered. He walked over the bed, where something large was disguised by a piece of cloth, and ran a hand through his hair. Harry pulled the piece of cloth off and another gasp came from Bella.
On a flat white tray was a bowl of scrumptious-looking strawberries, their red skin shining in the golden light, and there was also two bowls of melted chocolate and honey. That’s what the delicious smell was. Bella smiled as she padded over to Harry, gripping the towel to her chest. She had no idea what he had planned so she longed to find out what it was. She reached her left hand out to grab a strawberry but Harry stopped her by wrapping his fingers around her wrist.
“Oh, no, no, no, love. Not yet.” He smiled sultrily down at her, looking extremely handsome and sexy with his long curls framing his perfect face. Bella pouted at him, wondering why she wasn’t allowed to eat a strawberry. Harry only smiled and dipped his forefinger into the melted chocolate, swirling it around. Bella bit her lip when he placed his finger in his mouth and sucked the chocolate off, all the while keeping his eyes locked to hers. He’s doing it on purpose! The damn bastard! Bella sighed. She knew this wasn’t going to be one of those nights where the sex would be fast and hot. It would be slow, gentle and passionate. A slow burn.
“I hate you.” Bella smirked, shaking her head.
“No, you don’t. You love me.” Harry returned her smirk and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He dipped his head down and his lips touched the skin just beneath her ear, his warm breath sending a rush through her body.
“You love me because I kiss you like this. I know you love it when I kiss you.” He whispered against Bella’s neck, moving his hands down to her thighs. She sighed when Harry began to pepper her neck with smooth butterfly kisses as his fingers travelled up her left thigh, going underneath the towel. Bella bit her lip when he played with her wet folds, sinking a finger inside her.
“You love me because I make you feel this way. You love me because I touch you like this.” Harry continued to press kisses to her neck while his finger circled within her, making her ready, making her more aroused than she already was.
“Take me, Harry. Please…” She begged, leaning up to bite his earlobe, gently tugging it. She hoped if she could seduce him, they would be on the bed making love within a matter of seconds. But Bella’s request was declined, his finger exiting her sex. Harry pulled back and softly kissed her lips, leaving her wanting more.
“In time, my love.” He said, kissing the tip of her nose. He told her to close her eyes and she did. Bella heard shuffling and the sound of Harry’s footsteps from behind her. She trusted him. He knows what he’s doing. She remembered the feeling of his mouth on her neck, so soft but also so hot. Her blood boiled every time she felt his smooth lips on her skin, it was an incredible feeling. She revoked the memory of his finger inside, teasing her. It had felt so good and she wanted more. Harry was right. Bella loved him. She loved everything about him and everything he did to her to make her feel good. And he was perfection in the bed. Always.
Harry’s lips were on her shoulder, making her jump. He allowed her to open her eyes and Bella felt him tug her hair, gathering it all behind her back.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Braiding your hair. We don’t want to get any chocolate or honey in your beautiful locks, do we, love?”
Bella shivered when his warm breath washed over her naked skin, his fingers moving expertly through her hair, tying all of it in a single braid down her back. When Harry tied the end of her braid off, he ran his hands over her shoulders and kissed the back of her head. Her eyes were locked to the bowls of melted chocolate and honey on the bed. We’re going to…cover each other with…them? Uh… Bella didn’t know what to think. It was such an…erotic thing to do and Bella was not sure if she would be up for it. Sure, Harry could pleasure her greatly but she never could pleasure him in the same way. She bit her lip and looked at Harry nervously when he came to stand in front of her.
“Are you…scared?” He asked. Bella shook her head.
“No. I’m just a little…overwhelmed.”
“It’s OK, Bella. We’ll take it slow.” Harry reassured her sweetly, pressing a warm kiss to her lips. He took her hand and she let him dip her finger into the melted chocolate. It was lukewarm and its smell was amazing. Harry raised her chocolate-coated finger up and he opened his mouth, sucking all the chocolate off her skin. Bella couldn’t look away from his face. The sultry look in his eyes made her knees turn to jelly.
“Delicious.” He sighed. That was it. He had tortured her enough. Bella had just about enough. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She could taste the chocolate on his lips and it only made her want to kiss him even more. Bella moaned when he slid his tongue into his mouth, exploring around. She rested her hands on his bare chest while his fingers untied the towel from around her body, the soft fabric falling to her feet. His hands moved down to her waist, over her bottom before gripping her thighs tightly. His touch made her glow, made her feel like fire. She licked his lips in between kisses, savouring the taste of the chocolate. Harry growled and bit down on her bottom lip, pulling at it, making her moan. Her hands moved up to grasp his long curls when he told her to jump, locking her legs around his waist. She crushed her mouth against his, relishing how pleasurable his kisses were.
“You’re even more delicious than the chocolate.” Harry whispered, stroking her naked bottom. Bella bared her teeth and grunted, kissing the side of his mouth. She wanted to make him feel good. It was Valentine’s Day after all, and she wanted to make him feel loved on the day of love. Her mouth latched onto his neck like a vampire, kissing his skin lazily, soft wet sounds hitting her ears each time she unglued her lips from his neck. Harry’s right arm fastened around her back, keeping a tight hold on her body. He broke the kiss and raised his left hand to her mouth. Bella realised his index finger was coated in honey, the warm smell of the sticky substance so salivating. Harry ran his finger over her lips, painting them with the honey. She just stared into his glittering green eyes, watching a sexy smirk come upon his handsome face. When he finished, Bella took the opportunity and licked the honey off his finger, sucking on his flesh. She never considered herself a sexy person but Harry had awakened that side of her and she couldn’t help herself. Harry stared at her before he brought her in for another series of passionate breathless kisses, sucking and licking the honey that was coated on her lips. It felt incredible. When she was in the bedroom with Harry, the world was outside. Their kisses and caresses were kept secret from the prying eyes and ears of the media. It was just them in their own perfect little paradise.
Harry laid her down on the bed, careful not to knock the bowls over, and kissed her chest and in between her breasts, setting her heart ablaze with lust and desire. His lips trailed the entire length of her torso, finally reaching her dripping wet sex.
“Harry…” Bella moaned, closing her eyes as his tongue pleasured her down there. She turned her head to the side, sighing, biting her lip. Harry lifted her legs up onto his shoulders, which allowed him to gain more access. It was pure perfection. Her chest heaved up and down when her orgasm exploded, panting, desperately wanting to feel his lips on her skin and his arousal inside her. His tongue lapped up her cum, tasting her, making her want this night to never end. Bella wanted to stay in this small beautiful world with the man she loved.
He stroked her inner right thigh with his mouth, showering the skin with quick soft kisses. He repeated the action on her left thigh, dropping her legs back down on the bed. Bella opened her eyes to see him sitting in between her legs, the towel gone from around his waist, completely naked just like her. Harry leaned down and touched her stomach, pressing his palms on her tiny bump.
“I can’t wait to see your belly swell with our child. My beautiful Bella…My stunning fiancée…” He whispered, kissing her stomach softly. Bella smiled and reached out her hands to him. She badly wanted to feel him, kiss him, hold him and never let him go. Harry raised his finger at her and shook his head. She sighed and frowned. Harry simply smiled and grabbed the bowl of honey, coating his fingers in it. He put the bowl back on the tray and ran his fingers down Bella’s chest. The honey was warm and sticky, a beautiful amber colour against her tanned skin. His fingers created a small ‘H’ just above her breasts, making Bella grin. He lowered his head and licked the honey off her body, following the lines of the ‘H’. Bella writhed underneath him, her fingers finding their way into his hair, massaging his scalp while she moaned for more.
“My sweet sweet baby…” His voice did things to her she didn’t even know existed. The way he talked, the slowness of his English drawl, the deepness of his tone, it was wonderful. Bella was the only girl to hear him say those sexy things to her, his eyes sparkling like emeralds. And he’s mine. He’s all mine. She smiled to herself. The tip of Harry’s tongue touched her neck, moving up the column of her throat before his lips were on hers again, perfectly moulding together. His lips were sweet and soft, the honey lingering, rendering their kisses hot and sticky.
“I want you, Harry. I want you inside me…” Bella pleaded as his kiss contaminated her body, filling her with a poison she would gladly die from. Harry didn’t say anything and only kissed her once more on the lips before sitting up, taking the bowl of melted chocolate in his hands. He smiled at her, resting one of his hands on her small baby bump.
“Want to taste me?” He asked, lust in his green eyes. Oh, wow…! Bella had never felt more aroused in Harry’s presence. She smiled and sat up, resting the back of her thighs on her calves. Her hands rested on his shoulders while she leaned up to kiss him. The honey on his lips still lingered, sweet on her tongue. Bella broke the kiss and took the bowl out of his hands, placing one finger into the melted chocolate. She placed her finger in her mouth and sucked. It tasted so good and she knew it would taste even better licking it off her fiancé’s beautiful body.
Harry lay down on the bed and Bella positioned herself in between his legs. She dipped her index and middle finger into the bowl and lifted them high, letting the chocolate drip back into the bowl. Her fiancé was defenceless and vulnerable before her, ready to be taken, ready to be pleasured when she desired to. With her chocolate fingers, Bella covered his butterfly tattoo, covering the black ink with the brown mixture. She heard Harry hiss with desire when she leaned down and sucked all the chocolate off, the tip of her tongue tracing the outline of the butterfly. She placed chocolate kisses on both of his fern tattoos, aiming dangerously close to his throbbing arousal.
The smell of the chocolate mixed with Harry’s cologne was wonderful, the taste of his hot skin on her lips sending her heart racing. Bella let Harry take hold of her hands and pull her up closer to him so her breasts rested on his chest. His lips touched hers and she felt his tongue sucking and licking the chocolatey off. Honey and chocolate invaded her mouth, making her stomach beg for more. Sticky chaos ensured when Bella covered more of Harry’s tattoos in both thick liquids, taking her time with licking his skin. She knew he wanted more so she gave him more. Pretty soon, his entire body smelt of honey and chocolate with a hint of his sexy cologne. The whole room smelt amazing and Bella was sure she would stay in the bedroom all the time if it always smelt that way.
Bella was underneath Harry again, letting him suck chocolate off her neck, staining his perfect pink lips brown. Honey stuck to her fingers and because she curled her hands in Harry’s hair, his glorious curls became sticky but he didn’t seem to care. Bella begged for him to be inside her again, massaging his nipples with her fingertips. He growled, slipping his tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately.
“Please…” She whispered once her lips were free from his. She stroked his cheeks with her honey-covered fingers, marvelling at the curve of his jawline, poking his dimples when he smiled down at her, melting her heart by flashing his pearly whites.
Harry licked his lips and took her hands in his, threading their fingers together. He placed both of their hands on either side of Bella’s head and kissed her softly, making her heart skip a beat. He placed himself inside her and Bella finally released a scream she had been holding back. She tightened her fingers in his as he began to pick up the pace, leaving sloppy kisses on her lips and her neck. Bella felt like she was in ecstasy and she never wanted to leave the place she was in. It was heaven.
She whispered “I love you” and “More, more, harder” in between kisses, moving her hands through his hair and running her fingernails down his chest and over his back, touching him wherever her fingers allowed her to. It felt so good and Bella knew, on this night, she was in love with Harry more than ever before.
“That was amazing.” Bella smiled, her cheeks still pink after making love. Both of them were still naked but were wrapped in the white sheets, the red rose petals strewn about all over the bed, eating the juicy strawberries, occasionally dipping them into the leftover melted chocolate.
“You’re telling me. You have a very talented tongue.” Harry said, lowering his voice and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss. Bella giggled and bite into her third strawberry, savouring its fruity taste with the smoothness of the chocolate mixed with it. Her fiancé had his back resting against the headboard of the bed while she lay lower down so she could rest her head on her stomach if she wanted to.
“So do you.” Bella responded, taking his left hand in her free one and kissed his knuckles. She turned his hand over and ran her fingertips over the infinity tattoo on his inner wrist, smiling. Bella would forever remember the day both she and Harry got their matching tattoos, way back in July 2015. And look at where we are now. I’m engaged to him. I’m going to marry him. She smiled to herself.
“What are you thinking about?”
Bella looked up at him and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, devouring the rest of her strawberry. She grabbed the tray and the bowls and placed them down on the floor. The door was closed so Tommo Bear couldn’t sneak it and eat stuff he shouldn’t. Bella turned back to Harry and licked the juice off her fingers, batting her eyelashes at him, a smile growing on her face.
“I’m thinking about how much I love you.”
Harry grinned and ran the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. Even just a simple touch from him made her heart flutter. She blinked up at him and kissed his thumb; she couldn’t resist.
“Still in a sensual mood, are we?” He smirked, draping his right arm over her waist.
“Can you really blame me?” Bella cocked an eyebrow at him. Frankly, Harry was the most gorgeous man she had ever laid eyes on. To her, he was perfect. He was everything she wanted and more. The way he lay next to her, he practically begged to be taken again. Harry leaned down again and kissed her. Bella was sure her lips were swollen by this point after being constantly sucked and kissed by Harry’s lips but she couldn’t care less. She had a feeling she had a few bite marks on her neck from Harry attacking her skin with his teeth, tongue and mouth. It was a declaration of the passionate love he had for her and she wished to return it a thousand fold.
Fortunately, their bodies weren’t that sticky. It was mainly their fingers and their lips. Harry moved himself down further so he could kiss her more easily. Bella tangled her hands in his unruly curls, returning his kisses. She sighed when he broke free and rested his cheek on her chest, moving his hand underneath the sheets. She was just about to ask what he was doing when she felt his palm touch her baby bump, massaging it gently.
“Our child is in there…” Harry whispered, his warm breath making her naked skin tingle.
“I know, baby.” Bella smiled, kissing the top of his head, playing with his long curls. Why can’t I stay here with him forever? That’s what she wanted. They were away from meddling eyes, relaxing in their post-sex bliss, their bodies flushed and hot. It was a wonderful feeling and one Bella would never get enough of. She saw that remnants of golden honey had congealed in his hair.
“There’s honey in your hair.” She gasped.
“It’s OK.”
“Shouldn’t you wash it out…?” Bella suggested.
“I don’t want to move. I’m too comfortable here. I want to stay with my beautiful naked fiancée.” Harry murmured, wrapping his arm around her bump, kissing her chest. Bella saw no point in arguing with him. She knew he wouldn’t get off her so she admitted defeat and pried the honey-stuck strands of his hair apart as gently as possible so it would be a little easier to wash it out the next morning.
“Thank you, Harry.”
“For what?” He asked.
“For everything. Not just for tonight but for every day since I met you. You’ve made me feel loved and I am so lucky to call you mine. I love you, Harry, more than anybody will love anyone, and I can’t wait to be your wife and raise our child with you.”
She looked down as Harry removed his cheek from her chest, raising his brilliant green eyes to hers. She lost herself in the beauty of his face, his expression full of love and affection.
“It is my pleasure to do everything for you, Bella. I love you, more than my own life, and I can’t wait to plan our future together. Starting with this little one…” He smiled, patting her stomach. Bella smiled back and leaned down, pressing her lips to his. His kiss was soft and warm; the taste of honey and chocolate was still there. She cupped his neck with her left hand and her right hand tugged on his brown curls while his arm tightened around her abdomen.
“I love you.” She whispered, giving him one last kiss.
“I love you too. Forever.” Harry smiled and returned his cheek to her chest. Bella wrapped her arms around his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair as she closed his eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep with her fiancé in her arms, dreaming about the child she bore in her womb.
0*0
Her body still tingled the next morning. Each time she thought of him touching her, the fattest smile was on her face. He made her feel so good and she couldn’t get enough. The warmth of his kisses, the touch of his fingertips, the slickness of his tongue. What’s not to love? Her hand went to her subtle baby bump and smiled. It made her believe her child was in her. He or she was growing. It was like some sort of miracle. It was beautiful. Her next ultrasound was due to happen within the next couple of weeks, just a routine check of how the baby was doing. It was a relief revealing her pregnancy because with something this big, it would’ve hard to keep it a secret for much longer. She knew some fans were appalled and upset but honestly, Bella couldn’t give a flying fuck. It’s my child and you will do nothing to them.
It was 6 o’clock in the evening when she was on the phone to Briana. It was good to talk to someone who had gone through the same thing as she was. Tommo Bear followed her around the house as she chatted to her friend from L.A.
“How’s Freddie?”
Oh, he’s beautiful! I absolutely adore him.
“I hope I get to see him one day. He looks a lot like Louis, from the picture he released.”
I think he does too. But Louis thinks he looks like me.
“He looks like both of you and he’s gorgeous.” Bella smiled, trying to get away from Tommo Bear. The puppy had so much energy, it was crazy. Hopefully he’ll go to sleep soon. She pleaded. She wondered if the motherly love Bella would have for her child would be as strong as the love Briana had for her son.
He is. And how far along are you, by the way?
“Almost 16 weeks. I’ve started showing.”
I’m so happy for you, Bella. I’m certain your baby will be beautiful too.
“Thanks, Bri. You’re the only person I can really talk to about all this. Having a baby with a One Direction member…it’s a lot to comprehend.”
I know it’s a lot but you’re strong. You can do this. And don’t forget, you’ve got Harry.
“I do…and I’m lucky to have him.” Bella smiled. She would be eternally thankful for everything he did for her. And he did too much. Far too much, things she didn’t even deserve. But that unconditional love he gave her lifted her spirits every day. Tommo Bear suddenly jumped up onto his hind legs, scratching at her knees, barking.
“What is it, Tommo Bear?” Bella sighed, gently pushing the chocolate brown puppy back down. He just looked up at her with his big brown eyes. He was a gorgeous little thing but seemed to never stop jumping around. Bella had never owned an animal before so it was all new to her. She already felt like a mother to Tommo Bear. She fed him, looked after him, cleaned up his business (which was something she was definitely going to do for her baby).
I can’t believe you named him “Tommo Bear”. Briana laughed.
“It just came to me. The name suits him. And Louis told me he was flattered.” Bella giggled, walking across the entrance hall and starting to ascend the staircase. When she had talked to Louis just before Briana, he sounded honoured when she told him what she had named her new puppy. Bella knew secretly that he was so smug about it. She heard it in his voice. Damn cheeseball.
Oh, he was. But also extremely arrogant about it.
“Typical Louis.” Bella shook her head and giggled. The last time she had seen Louis was at the engagement party. He had moved to L.A for the time being to help Briana with looking after their son. It was different without Louis around. He was loud and hilarious. He was a wonderful friend. The atmosphere was so light-hearted and great when he was in the room. The birth of Freddie had definitely made him mature a little more and the picture Louis released of him holding his son had melted Bella’s heart. She could see that Louis was already in love with his child and from the way he talked about him on the phone. Bella always heard the smile in his voice. And she hoped Harry would feel the same way when their child was born.
I’m so sorry again that I couldn’t come to your engagement party. I wish I could’ve been there.
“There’s no need to apologise, Bri. You had to look after Freddie, I completely understand.”
Are you going to have a bachelorette party?
“Maybe, why?” Bella frowned, entering Harry’s bedroom. They shared it now. They never slept in separate beds anymore. Each morning, Bella woke up with Harry by her side. Sometimes, she was the big spoon and he was the little spoon. It was adorable. Sometimes, she would wake up and find Harry’s hands pressed against her stomach in his sleep. It made Bella smile just thinking about it.
If you’re having one, I want to come.
“What about Freddie?”
My mother can take care of him for a couple of days. She loves being a grandma!
Bella laughed. Her own mother was excited about being a grandmother, despite being only 45. Anne was also happy about having a new addition to the family. She was still adamant that she wanted to host a baby shower but Bella didn’t want to attract any more attention. If we did it discreetly… But Bella didn’t want to upset Anne. She was so excited to spoil her first grandchild. But Bella still had to think about it.
“My bachelorette party wouldn’t include any alcohol though…”
Pfft, you don’t need to drink booze to have fun. Just have a good time with your girlfriends.
“It’d only be you and Gemma coming then because all of my friends are back in Australia.” Bella said. She wished some of her friends could be here. She did miss them. But if she invited them all over, the media would pick up on it. The smaller the number of people, the better. Briana and Gemma were both wonderful young women and Bella loved both of them. One was a best friend and the other one was going to be her sister. I couldn’t ask for better people to do a bachelorette party with!
That’s fine with me. So you’ll have one?
“Yeah, why not? I’ve had an engagement party and I’ve got to organise a baby shower and a wedding. Might as well have a bachelorette party too.”
Great! Call me when you know the details.
“Absolutely. See you, Bri, and give both Freddie and Louis a kiss from me.”
I will. Bye, Bella.
The call ended and Bella dropped her phone on the large bed. She couldn’t wait to see Briana and spend a night with her and Gemma. It’ll be great. She had just taken a step towards the bathroom when she felt something move inside her. Bella gasped and clutched her stomach. She thought something was wrong. When she replayed the moment in her mind, she realised it didn’t hurt. It was an oddly…comforting feeling. Bella looked down where her hands were and rubbed her abdomen gently. Then, she felt something move inside her again.
“Whoa!” She cried, stepping back a little. She didn’t need to think about what happened. She knew exactly what it was. My baby is moving. Bella had done some research, obviously to get ready for motherhood. She did see that between 16 and 25 weeks was when the baby first starts to move. Right on time. Her eyes were full of glorious wonder as she massaged her stomach, a smile on her face.
“Hello there…” Bella whispered to her child. And just like that, the baby moved for the third time. She could feel the baby. She could sense their happiness. Before she knew it, tears welled up in her eyes. My baby responds to my voice. He or she knows me. Bella had never felt a happiness like this. The maternal bond was there. It was a different kind of joy.
“I…love you. Mummy loves you.”
More movement, this time to the left. Bella blinked, trying to clear her vision. She looked up at the ceiling and laughed. With one hand still on her slow-growing stomach, Bella quickly walked out of the bedroom and back down the stairs.
“Harry! Harry!”
She wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him. She wanted him to feel the same joy she felt right now. Her gaze went from the right to the left, searching for her future husband.
“Bella, what’s wrong?”
She spun around to find Harry standing next to the staircase. He never failed to take her breath away. Even in just a patterned jumper and jeans, her heart filled up with love. He was attractive, inside and out. He was beautiful, his hair so long now but freshly washed, the brown locks very curly.
“Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s amazing. I felt the baby.”
The words flowed out of her mouth hurriedly as she gasped for breath but the smile never faded from her face. Harry’s green eyes softened and his dimples dented in his cheeks as his lips widened to form into one of his glorious grins. He stepped up to her and enveloped her in his arms. Bella held onto him, raising herself up onto her tiptoes, jumping up and down with delight. Harry laughed in her ear and buried his face in her hair, kissing her neck. It was a sweet gesture of the love he had for her and Bella welcomed it. Her eyes flew open and she removed her arms from him.
“There it was again! Feel here, Harry.” Bella cried, grabbing his hand and placed it on her stomach. She rested her hands on top of his and waited. Bella had felt her baby move again. It wasn’t hugely prominent but it had been there.
“I can’t feel anything.” Harry said.
“Just wait…” Bella assured him. If the baby responds to me, he or she must respond to him too. He’s the father. Ten seconds passed. Nothing. Twenty seconds. Nothing. Thirty seconds. Nothing. Harry looked at her, his expression a little sad.
“The baby doesn’t respond to me, Bella.” He shook his head. He began to take his hand off her stomach but Bella stopped him, placing it there again, keeping his palm secure underneath her hand. She didn’t like seeing Harry upset. No-one wished that. An imaginary light bulb flashed above her head with an idea. It had worked for her so maybe, just maybe…
“Say something, Harry. Let the baby hear your voice.”
His eyes lit up at her suggestion. To Bella’s joy, he took it onboard. Harry went down on his knees and placed his other hand on her stomach. Bella let her arms rest by her sides while her gaze was focused entirely on Harry. He breathed deeply before speaking.
“Hi, little one. I’m your dad. I love you so much and I can’t wait to meet you.”
His voice was so soft and soothing, the deepness and slowness of his British drawl was stunning. It was one of the many aspects of Harry that Bella loved. The way he spoke was beautiful. If Bella was blind, she would’ve fallen in love with Harry just because of his voice. She was certain of it. His fingers pressed further together, his eyes on her stomach.
“Can you hear me?” He asked. Bella bit her lip and waited. Then, she felt it. A slightest move of the baby. Did he feel it too? The answer to her question wasn’t verbal. Harry looked up at her, that perfect grin on his face. It was the only confirmation Bella needed. His gaze flickered back to her stomach as he took his hands off her.
“That’s…incredible…” He breathed, his whole face aglow. Bella smiled with him as he rose back up to his full height. She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him, hiding her face in his chest. Bella felt safe and warm in his embrace. There was no place she would rather be. In Harry’s arms and heart was where she belonged. Bella felt his lips touch her forehead and he sighed.
“I love you, Bella.”
“I love you more, Harry.” She whispered, tightening her hold on him.
Bella loved her life. She was a lucky girl and she knew it. She wouldn’t take anything for granted. She had a baby on the way and a wedding to plan. She had her life ahead of her. And the best part was she had her perfect man to share it with. Bella wanted nothing else. This was her life and it was wonderful. She had her world and shared it with Harry. And in return, he shared his world with her. Two lives together that had created a new one. A smile ghosted across Bella’s lips when she felt her baby move again. Nothing gave her such bliss.
Tommo Bear:
Notes
I know there’s still speculation if Harry actually wrote “that” lyric about Taylor but I decided to make it true. The way Harry smiled when he performed the lyric on Good Morning America…
You might have noticed that each chapter has been inspired by a 1D song but I do listen to other songs that help me write and get the right emotions across. So for this chapter, I listened to Sweet Talk by Samantha Jade and DNA by Little Mix, especially when writing the sex scene. And about that scene, I’ve never written anything that explicit before. I’ve never tried what Bella and Harry did so I have no personal experiences of it. I just wanted my loved-up couple to have a sexy, steamy and sticky night!
Also, the beautiful human being that was my grandfather tragically passed away on Friday. The pain and the grief is still very much raw for me so if I don’t update for a week, that’s the reason why. He did read this story before he died and he was so proud of me for putting this out there on the Internet so I’m dedicating this story in his loving memory. I love you, Grandpa.
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