I wake with a warm body and an arm draped across my waist. Harry's head laying peacefully on my bare chest as he sleeps, his warm breath fanning across me and causing small goosebumps to arise due to the pleasurable feeling. I don't want to move, I don't really want this moment to end. I wish I could just stay and lie here with him forever knowing that I love him and he loves me back.

But unfortunately, I can't, it's inevitable that we have to get up and carry on with our day. My head falls to the side and my eyes glance over the time on the old fashioned alarm clock that resides on the old oak bedside cabinet to the left of me. Quarter to four. Last time we were here, Harry would have been telling me to get ready and dressed again before taking me to the park where we had our first ever date.

Memories are truly a joyous thing. Little snippets of your life that you wish to never forget and remember until the day your heart stops beating. Video clips of life stored in your brain and shared with others who know the same, it's touching really that we can share our memories - they open up a locked safe inside a person and reveal things you may never have guessed. They convey who we are, and I'm proud to say that a lot of my most memorable memories have been with Harry.

I'm ripped from my thoughts by soft kisses being placed gently in the middle of my chest. It's an incredible contrast to the wild antics that were happening only a couple of hours ago, but I'll take whatever Harry gives me. He has two sides to him that not many people in this world have gotten the pleasure to witness; a gentlemanly side which is his usual persona, so kind and thoughtful to everyone even if they have done him wrong. And his alternative persona, a wild and jealous man, the one that takes me to new worlds of pleasure just by the look in his lust filled eyes, and the one who claims me as his and no one else's. A protective man either way.

I glance down to see Harry focused entirely on his actions. My lips peck the top of his head after my hand moves the unruly mess of curls from his face. "I love when you get goosebumps just from my touch." His fingers run daintily over my skin, causing my reaction to worsen and a shiver to run through my body.

His fingers trace down my side and over to my resting hand, holding it up in front of the both of us and silently inspecting it. His eyes searching over every pore, every finger, every bone until he was fully satisfied that I am indeed real. His fingers playing teasingly yet gently with mine as we bask in each other's humble presence. Harry brings my hand to his lips and places a kiss to the top making me smile, the amount of times he's done that since we've been together will forever be countless to me.

"Well Mrs Styles," he breaks the tranquil silence, "it seems we must continue our day." I know he's right, but I just don't want to. I don't want to move and leave this moment, and it's comforting to know he feels the same way too.

"Indeed Mr Styles, we must." I release a sigh and watch as Harry lifts his head to look at me.

"I love you." I say before he can, my words filled with honesty and heartfelt meaning.

He pouts slightly, unhappy that I beat him to it, "and I love you." His kiss is tender and perfect. An immaculate kiss from an immaculate person. "I have another place to take you." He utters lowly, getting up and walking freely over to our bags; his behind on full show as he walks away from me and my eyes divert to it like a helpless moth to a glowing flame. "Checking me out again Mrs Styles?" He doesn't even need to turn around to know exactly what I'm doing.

"No, I was simply admiring your flawless skin." He laughs at my comment as do I. He knows me too well.

"We'll have a shower first then get dressed." Harry mutters, laying out clothes for me - and then some clothes for himself - flat onto the bed.

"We?"

"Yes we, now come on before I make you." His threat is teasing and I decide to play along. Of course I do, that's just how Harry and I work.

"Well I think you're going to have to make me." My hoarse voice answers, the smile on my face evident as I snuggle further into the bed to make a point.

"Okay, whatever you say." He charges over to me, ripping the warm covers from my grasp. The freezing cold chill of suburban London air hits my naked skin and I shiver, my husbands warm hands grabbing my wrists as I squeal.

"Harry no." I laugh hysterically although he doesn't loosen his grip, he simply lifts me over his shoulder and carries my still bare frame to the bathroom. "Ow!" I whine as his teeth cheekily bite my behind. "Harry put me down." I laugh to which he obliges, placing me gently onto the shower cubicles floor.

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"There nice and clean." I smile knowingly at Harry's words as I finish getting dressed. He was ready about five minutes ago therefore he decided to sit on the bed and watch me until I finished. "You ready now?"

"Yes."

Once Harry's off the bed he holds his inviting hand out for me to take, which I do, gladly. "Come on then."

Yet again, Harry isn't telling me where we're going, instead he wants to surprise me, again. I know I act like it bothers me but truth be told it doesn't, I love it really. We walk a familiar route down the cobbled pavements of a small town in the outskirts of London, a route I've definitely walked before; it makes me wonder if Harry is just taking me on our very first date again, well that's what it feels like anyway. The buildings range from small brick cottages to monochrome Victorian designs, the cobbles bringing memories from the villages history to life with every step I take. It feels like I've witnessed every heart break, romantic moment, family feud and child's laugh. It's almost as if I've experienced a lifetime when I walk down these pavements.

"Almost there." Harry murmurs, the slight heels on his boots making clip-clop noises as we walk. I smile once I catch on to where we are, seeing the small village bakery we once entered for the first time some years ago.

"Oh my gosh, I wonder if Doris still works here!" My voice exclaims in happiness, she'd be so happy to see us.

Harry stands to the side and opens the door, signalling for me to go in first, "Let's have a look." I smile at his words and my cheeks blaze at his sweet gesture. Oh how he makes me swoon.

"Goodness gracious me!" A sweet voice calls immediately from over the counter and a few heads turn our way in surprise. There stands Doris in her little pink checkered apron, hands covering her mouth in complete astonishment. "You two have been on my television constantly for the last three years." She coos, making her way over to us.

"Hello Doris, it's been a while," I smile and engulf her. The typical old fashioned perfume fluttered from her clothes and filled my senses gladly, a real grandmotherly smell.

"I knew it," she smiles, hugging Harry tightly as she speaks, "I knew you would be perfect together and look at you. I definitely wasn't wrong." Doris pulls back from Harry and holds his shoulders looking deeply into his eyes. I find it absolutely adorable, he just smiles sweetly at her, as if they were old friends reunited.

"You definitely weren't wrong." Harry turns and smiles lovingly at me, similar to how he did the first time we came here.

Doris sighs in content and grabs both of our hands in a motherly fashion, "Look at you two." Her voice softly speaks, the incessant smile never faltering on her lips. "What would you two like?"

"How about a blueberry cookie and an almond treat?" Harry offers with a smile, "for old times sake." He adds and I can't help but smile, he even remembers what we are that day.

"Anything for you dears." She scuttles behind the counter as we sit down at a small rounded table.

I take Harry's hands across the table and gaze lovingly into those beautiful green eyes, "thank you for this Harry." And I genuinely mean every single word, he's taken me on a journey through our past and helped me forget our recent present, only he could do that. He bows his head with a shy smile, looking back up at me seconds later with a contrasting smirk, "Anything for you dear."

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