"Are you ready?" I asked Harry as we walked up to Harry's front door pushing Matts' pram.
He took a deep breath and kissed my cheek, "I am," he said, "and no matter what happens, I love you."
"I love you too," I said.
Harry rang the doorbell. We heard footsteps coming from inside. I caught Harry's hand in mine and squeezed it gently. The door opened slightly and Harry's mum appeared. When she saw us she flung the door open and hugged Harry. She was sobbing, I had never seen Harry's mum so happy and relieved.
She turned to me and hugged me, "I'm sorry," she said as she hugged me, "I over reacted."
"Don't," I said, "it's behind us now. The best thing is that there are no hard feelings."
"Mum," Harry said, "this is your grandson Matt."
Harry lifted our little baby from the pram and kissed his forehead as he rocked him in his arms.
She went over to him and tears of joy left her eyes, "I'm a grandmother," she said, "to the most beautiful child I have ever seen."
We went inside the house and she made us tea. We talked and talked. Harry and I told her about all the things that we had passed from these last few months.
We headed back home at eight. Harry went to put the baby to sleep while I went into the bathroom to take a bath. I lay there in the warm bath tub, my mind rushing through everything that had happened to me these past few months. I had a lot of rough moments but I couldn't have wished for a better result than this. I had a beautiful son and in a few weeks I would become Mrs. Lore Styles.
*5 weeks later*
"Do you, Harry Styles take Lore Scheepmans as your wedded wife?" the priest said.
Harry gazed in my eyes and flashed a smile showing his dimples, "I do," he said.
"and do you, Lore Scheepmans take Harry Styles as your wedded husband?"
"I do," I said as tears of happiness welled up in my eyes.
"I know pronounce you husband and wife," the priest said, "you may now kiss the bride."
Harry leaned over and kissed me. Everyone clapped and as Harry and I made our way out of the church all our guest threw confetti in the air. Harry and I went in the limousine we had rented for our wedding, so we could go to the after party.
Harry and I cuddled together, "we're finally married," I said. I still couldn't believe that I was married to the most amazing guy ever. I looked at him and gazed deeply in his eyes, "I love you," I said.
"I love you to," he said. He leaned down and kissed me. Our lips moved in complete sync. I tightened my hand in his hair and his hands were going up and down my back.
I didn't see time passing by…After a few minutes we heard a cough. Our lips tore apart and we looked at the driver which was holding the door open with an embarrassed look on his face, "We're here," he said.
I looked in the mirror and arranged my lipstick. I looked over at Harry, "wipe your lips," I whispered in his ear, "you have lipstick all over them."
We went off the limousine and walked in the hall. Music was playing really loud. Harry let go of my hand, "I have a surprise," he said and then he ran over to the Dj's side.
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