Jane

I walked into the small banquet room and looked around. My mom proudly told us how the small ceremony and reception would look like. "Well, what do you think?" She asked me. I looked at the flowers and food, smiling at how lovely it was.

"Looks like a lot of decisions to make." My mom shushed me. Although I had a point, my mom was a very simple woman with simple tastes. "Aren't you nervous?"

"Oh honey, it's not that big of a deal, just a little party where your dad and I restate our love for each other. It's not a big wedding." She smiled walking to where we were testing cakes. The banquet room had a catering staff and a pastry chef. All the flowers and arrangements were made through them if you wanted as well.

We sat down, my mom looking at the time. My sister came in at that moment with her hair all disheveled and her makeup slightly smeared. "Sorry I'm late, it's raining outside, and this is not waterproof mascara." She sat down and tied her hair up. I cleaned under her eye and she thanked me. "I want cake." She told me making me giggle.

A woman came out holding a tray of cake samples and my stomach dropped at the familiar tall blonde.

It was Harry's ex-girlfriend, Sara. "Hi I'm Sara, I'm the pastry chef and I'll be showing you guys the samples for your cake." She looked at me and smiled. "Jane right?" I nodded.

"Yeah, nice to see you again." Phoebe and my mom looked at us.

"How do you two know each other?" My mom asked.

"Oh-" I began, but she interrupted.

"I used to know her-well I don't know if you two are still together?" I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah still together, happily married, would you like to see our daughter?" Her smile dropped as I pulled my phone out to show her the screen. It was a picture of the three of us on my birthday. I was such a petty person for showing her the photo.

"Oh, congratulations." I thanked her. "Nice to see things worked out for you." She commented slightly emphasizing the 'you'.

"Yes, they did." I smiled. "They worked out for us."

She began serving us cakes and I complimented how good they were. I wasn't going to say anything, but leave it to my mom to say the wrong thing.

"Have you and Harry decided on a date for your wedding?" Sara's jaw slacked as she put another piece of cake in front of my mom.

"No, not yet mom." I took a bite of the cake. We ended up finishing and my mom decided to just get some type of chocolate and a layer of strawberry cake, my dad's favorite.

Before we left, my mom spoke to the chef while we waited by the door. Sara walked out and came over to me. "Jane, how is Harry?" She asked. "My parents would want to know?" I smiled awkwardly.

"He's fine, he finished college and owns a shop." She smiled. "How are your parents?"

"Does he ever talk about me?" Phoebe covered her mouth and walked away, probably trying not to laugh.

This was sad.

"No Sara, he doesn't." She looked down disappointed. My mom walked towards us and I waved at her. "Bye Sara."

When we walked out of the place Phoebe got close and looked at me. "That's the ex? Dude, he upgraded big with you." I laughed shaking my head. Sara wasn't ugly, she was actually very pretty, but a good sister is always supportive.

My mom walked beside us and shook her head at Phoebe.

"Honey you two seemed very passive-aggressive with each other." She shook her head. "Isn't she just the ex, you're the wife, you won at her little game." I shrugged not really caring.

"It's just that I get frustrated because Harry's never had an actual relationship before me, and the one girl he had something with, lives here." As far as I'm concerned he had no one in London, at least no one that wasn't some one night stand.

I walked my mom to her car and kissed her goodbye. Phoebe walked beside me in the rain and sighed. "So did they fuck, or is she just crazy?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well if she seemed a little crazy now as a full grown-up about a guy she had a thing with years ago, it probably means they fucked and then he left." I thought about it. "I mean I would be kind of pissed if a guy took my virginity, or gave me some bomb ass dick, I left to school, came back and he was gone without a trace. And then shows up with a pretty girl like you talking about how much you love each other." I sighed thinking about it. Maybe Harry did tell her that he loved her and had sex with her, leaving her.

"They totally had sex." I gasped. "That fucking liar."

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When I made it home Daisy was coloring while Harry was on his work laptop. "Hi, beautiful." He waved to me.

I looked at him and gave him a dirty look before turning to the room, slamming the door and sitting on the bed.

There was a few footsteps and then a knock. "Jane?" I don't know why I was upset, my mom had a point, I technically won her own game. "Baby?" He knocked again.

"What do you want, you dirty liar!" Okay, I was being dramatic. This happened years ago, but it was annoying if he lied to me about it.

He opened the door and closed it quietly. "Did I do something?" He seemed genuinely confused.

Just to fuck with him for probably lying to me, I stood and got in his face. "Are you cheating on me?" His eyes widened.

"Are you fucking kidding me? No, I'm not cheating on you, what the fuck Jane?" He looked at me like I'm crazy. "Why do you think that?"

"Promise?" He nodded. "Swear to god?"

"Baby I swear on everything I have and ever will have, I'm not cheating on you." I crossed my arms and he grabbed my face gently. "You are the love of my life, why would I hurt you? Why would I break a promise?" I got him where I wanted him.

"So you never cheated?"

"No."

"You never been tempted?" I looked in his eyes.

"Fuck no." He put his hands on hips. "Have you?" I shook my head no.

"Have you ever lied to me?" He paused to think about it.

"I lied when I said I liked the movie The Vow, and I lie about some of your outfit choices." I gasped. "I'm being honest, damnit!"

"You hated The Vow?" He rolled his eyes.

"I hate Channing Tatum!" He raised his voice. "He's overrated, and not good looking at all. You know who's good looking and a good actor, Tom Hardy!"

"We are not having this argument again, even though I agree with you!" I got close and looked him in the eye. "I'm going to ask you something because I ran into someone you know?" He raised an eyebrow. "That girl Sara, your ex-lover, did you or didn't you have sex with her?" He looked at me and then down in thought.

"I don't remember." I took a deep breath. "Honestly if I did I was drunk, what does that matter now, you and I are married. You ran into her?"

"Yes, and she still seems like she wants your dick as if she's had it before?" He rolled his eyes sitting on the edge of the bed. "You have life-changing dick apparently." He rubbed his temples.

"I remember us making out in a tent, she was leaving and we were having a drink. I woke up the next morning and she was gone. So I left too." He shrugged. "That was the last time I saw her until I met you. The last time I spoke to her was our first Valentine's day, I told you about that." I nodded remembering how much I wanted to punch her for slapping Harry. "I don't have secrets, Jane, not anymore. Not with you."

I nodded looking down. "I'm a jealous bitch." He laughed shaking his head. "I probably sound crazy."

"No, I'd be the same way if you had a crazy ex-boyfriend." I sat on his lap. "I'd kick a motherfuckers ass if he got near you." I smiled and hugged around his neck.

"Oh, baby you're so sweet." I kissed him on his neck. "You're my best friend." He kissed me.

"You're my best friend too." I kissed him back. "Don't tell Louis." He said squeezing my side in a teasing manner.

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I was at my desk waiting for my computer to shut off for the end of the day.

Harry had called me and told me he was buying dinner, which was nice because it was one less thing to worry about.

I put my stuff in my bag and heard my door open. "Hey, Ashton." I waved to him. "How was your break, I haven't seen you around."

Ashton walked over and sat on the desk. "Pretty good, ate a lot. How's uh... Harry?"

"Better, he's back at work and things feel normal again." He agreed. "How's Emma?" He got off the desk and went to sit in one of the chairs by my desk.

"Good, same old stuff." I picked up my bag and closed my blinds. "Heading out?"

"Yeah, I have to get home." He followed behind me and as I turned off the classroom lights I was about to open the door before he stopped me.

"Wait, Jane." I turned on the lights and he sighed. "I have to tell you something?" He seemed lost in thought so I touched his arm to comfort him. I didn't think anything of it, I do it with everyone when they look upset.

"What is it?" I looked up at him. It felt as if everything was moving in slow motion as he leaned in."What the fuck!" I slapped him as hard as I could, he was about to kiss me. "What is your problem? I'm married, happily married! You're married, you dick!" I opened my door and shoved him out feeling gross and disgusted at the thought of another man trying to touch me.

After I saw him leave through the window, I sighed grabbing my stuff, waiting a few minutes, and walking towards the principal's office.

I knocked on her door and she looked up. It was the vice principal who was in charge of the complaints. "Jane, how are you?" I sighed closing the door and taking a seat.

"I've been better, I needed to ask you something." She nodded. "I have a problem, I don't want to get anyone in trouble, it's sort of off record." She nodded. "One of the teachers tried to pull a move on me just now, and I feel like I may have led him to think I was interested even though we're both married." She sighed.

"Oh boy, well did he grab at you?" I shook my head. "Did you feel unsafe?" I shrugged. "Well Jane it's good that you tell me, we can have a meeting on this soon. You aren't the first woman to come to me for this type of issue. I can talk to them if you'd like." I nodded.

"It was from Ashton Irwin." She nodded writing it down. "Now I just have to tell my husband." I sighed.

"I will speak to him Jane, head on home." I nodded leaving the school with a sick feeling in my stomach.

When I made it home no one was home yet. I laid on the couch after I undressed and felt so stupid.

Harry told me Ashton was flirting with me and now I was going to have to tell him he was right. I just made a big deal of honesty and so I couldn't pretend everything was fine.

The front door opened and I closed my eyes pretending I was asleep. Not ready to deal with telling Harry just yet.

"Shh! Mommy's sleeping." Daisy told Harry. I felt Harry's hand gently stroke my hair.

"Baby girl, do you want me to take you to the bed?" I opened my eyes and he smiled at me sweetly with that beautiful face that made my heart skip a beat. I put my arms around his neck and he lifted me bridal style to the bedroom and on our bed. "Are you hungry?" I nodded. He gave me a look laying down beside me. "What's wrong, princess?" I gulped. He always called me cute names when it was inconvenient.

"If I tell you, you're going to be mad," I said quietly he leaned in stroking my hair.

"Hey, just tell me, I promise I won't be mad." He lifted his pinky up. I hooked it to his and took a deep breath. He gave me a small smile.

"Ashton tried to pull a move on me." His small smile dropped and he sat up letting go of my pinky. "Harry?" He stood up and took a deep breath before walking to leave the room "Harry?" I stopped him before he could walk out.

"I'm going to kick his ass." Harry threatened. "I'll kill him." I suddenly knew I needed to stop him because with Harry I never knew what he was capable of.

I put my hands up to stop him, Harry was strong but I know he wouldn't push me out of the way. "Baby, please don't." I blocked the door."Harry, you can't go back to jail-"

"He kissed you?" I shook my head quickly. "But he was going too?" I nodded looking down. "Then I'm gonna kill him."

He tried to get past me, but I wouldn't move. I didn't know what to do so I jumped in his arms, attempting to slow him down.

"Please baby don't, I already told the principal. I won't talk to him again. Just please don't go and do something stupid." I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms held on to him. "Please, I love you, don't you love me?" I kissed his face and neck. He nodded calming down as I kissed his entire face. "Besides I smacked him in the face."

"You don't hit hard enough like I do." He put me down.

"Wanna bet?" He pushed his sleeve up and told me to hit him. I took out all my frustration and hit Harry's arm. He hissed and pulled away. "So?"

"You did that to his face?" I nodded. "That's my girl." He rubbed his arm. "That fucking hurt." He sat down.

"Oh, my poor baby." I kissed his arm and rubbed it. "I hate him, but please I don't want to make a bigger deal of this. I love you, you are the love of my life and I only want to kiss you." I kissed the side of his mouth. "I just had to tell you."

"You only love me?" I nodded. "You only make love with me?" I kissed him again and said yes. "Only I get to see you naked?" He pouted.

"Only you baby, only you. No one else gets to see me naked." I pointed to my body. "All for you." I kissed his cheek.

"I'm your daddy?" He whispered making me roll my eyes.

"Yes, you're my big, strong, sexy daddy." He nodded.

"My dicks bigger?" I laughed and he just leaned his head against me.

"Mhmm so big, although I wouldn't know." He growled. "But yes baby, you are much sexier and better looking." I filled up his ego and he laid back on the bed. "Would you really kick his ass for me?"

"Fuck yeah, if you pointed a guy out and said 'baby kick his ass' I would do it." I giggled.

"You'd do anything for me?" He nodded. "Okay, promise you won't do anything stupid, I won't visit you in jail, Harry." He rolled his eyes. I rolled on top of him and kissed his chin. "Promise me." He huffed. "Please baby, promise me and I'll give you a little lovin' tonight."

He sighed nodding. "Okay, I won't." I gave him a big kiss and stood up. He followed me to the kitchen where Daisy was already eating.

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My mom didn't want any bridesmaids for her wedding so Phoebe and I went regular dress shopping.

I pulled out a dress from the rack and Phoebe shook her head. "Eww no, you'll look like an old lady in that." I sighed walking to another section. "So how's it going with Harry?"

"Pretty good, what about Lisa?" She smiled big.

"Great actually, I'm bringing her to the wedding." This was a big step for Phoebe. "I'm afraid Jane, I love her and she wants to move in together. I mean I'm thirty one years old, maybe she's the one."

Phoebe was always afraid of commitment. The last time she was committed, the guy had a family on the side.

"Dude learn to love what life is giving you. Lisa's great, and she's so clearly in love with you." She agreed on picking up a pink dress and handing it to me. "What has you nervous?"

She leaned against the cart and groaned. "Our family not understanding what being bisexual means. I mean I'm an adult, I know it's not a phase." Thinking about seeing everyone made me cringe. I was quick to agree to go with Harry to London instead of Chicago anytime.

"Harry says to ignore them, easy for him to say, everyone thinks he's hot or scary." She looked around.

"Harry does seem intimidating, like not to me because we've all hung out, but I mean he's so quiet at parties. What's he like when you guys are alone?" I think for a second. Harry was such the opposite when we were cuddling in bed.

"He's funny as hell, sweet, he actually talks a lot. He's a lot like me, shy around people. The only difference is that I can get loud, he stays quiet." She nodded. "He's a lot different with me, he's more himself, I guess. Just happy and silly."

"He seems almost uncomfortable in social events." I nodded. "Huh, he is like you." After more shopping, we finally found some dresses and paid.

As we walked to the car I remembered what I wanted to talk about.

"Hey listen, Harry's birthday is tomorrow, do you think-"

"Daisy is staying at my place, besides Lisa adores her. She reminds her of her little sister." I smiled. "So what do you have planned for Harry?"

I smirked. "Well a couple of things, trip to a race track, where he can drive a nice car, dinner at his favorite burger place, sexual stuff."

She winked at me. "Oh cool, well I'll see you tomorrow."

I thanked her as we separated. I drove towards the shopping center exit but realized I needed some stuff first.

I pulled up to the Lotions and Lace shop again and walked in. I needed oils to massage Harry's back, something he's been bugging me with. I walked in and looked around.

"Welcome!" One of the employees smiled at me. "If you need any help, let me know." I thanked her looking around at the oils. I put one in the basket and looked around some more. What would drive Harry crazy?

I decided to get some help. I walked up to the counter and the girl up there introduced herself. "I need a little help, my husband's birthday is tomorrow and I want to do something special for him, any suggestions?" She looked around and walked me over to the lingerie.

"This one is new, and it looks so good on us curvier girls." The black lingerie was gorgeous so I quickly got it in my size. "Do you own any toys?" I shook my head. "Well, one thing I have personally done for my husband is giving him a show, if you know what I mean." She began explaining a few techniques on what to do.

"I've never had a vibrator before, I don't know if he'd be into it." Harry and I have had a lot of good sex, but we've never really talked about fantasies. We've never gone full roleplay or crazy kinky.

"Well, most guys who don't like it because they don't get to watch or be involved. It's really good for foreplay." She pulled out a vibrator and showed me the speeds and settings. "This one is intense, I have it in blue." I chuckled picking it up.

I wanted to be sexy for my man, let's just hope he was just as into it. "I'll take it, in black." She smiled ringing me up.

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Thank you for reading. I just want to say sorry if the story jumps from place to place, it's just how I write.

Edit: also I wrote this story a while ago and don't know what I'm talking about half the time :)

Have a good day. Xx

-k

P.s. to all the hater's Harry has a message for you.