Harry's POV

"Wake up gorgeous, do you know what today is?"

I sing in a whisper as I'm sliding my hand up under her shirt, grazing my fingertips along her spine, then her sides. I should keep my hands to myself because we have a busy day, we really don't have time for playing around, but I can't resist touching her silky skin.

I'm addicted to her touch, she's irresistible, and I know this craving is what's supposed to happen when you're in love with someone but it makes it hard to be productive at times.

As I continue caressing her body she's gently pulled from her sleep. She lifts her head from the pillow and gives me her typical morning smile. The smile that says, I'm grateful to wake up and see your face every morning. She doesn't have to say it, I just know. Like the way she knows that I'd move heaven and earth for her when I gaze into her eyes while making love to her.

There's something so powerful about holding complete eye contact, being connected physically, and having your soul intertwined with your lover. I'll never be able to explain this feeling, I just know I never want it to fade.

"How could I forget what today is my love? I'm marrying the man I'm madly in love with, on the grounds of a castle no less." She slides closer to me and places a loving peck on my lips. "How did I get lucky enough to find the real Prince Charming?"

"Because you're a queen and you deserve the best." I stop to contemplate my response. "Wait, I'm sorry that sounded incredibly narcissistic, referring to myself as the best." She giggles and tickles my sides. "You know what I mean."

"Yes I know babe. So let me guess, you're going to make me eat breakfast before we get our special day started? I'm starting to feel like a Hobbit; breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, and supper."

"Ha ha, you're hilarious...enough of the Tolkien references young lady. And yes, breakfast is going to happen. But I had something else in mind first."

I slide my fingers under the elastic of her knickers and tease her, calculating each move my fingers make and where I want to touch her.

"Ah baby... oh wow. Hold on, what time is it?"

Her words come out as a stutter, it never takes long for her to start losing herself in my touch. I adore having this effect on her, nothing gives me this same kind of pleasure.

"It's time for me to make you feel good."

Her body is quickly responding to my touch, but her mind is leaning towards her practical side.

"Ahh fuck, baby that feels so good. But...oh...stop. Seriously, what time is it?"

Her voice shudders, she's melting underneath my fingers which have memorized every intricacy of her body. I know how to do the things that give her the most pleasure, that's one thing I'm definitely confident about.

"It's only 6:00 am. The girls are still sleeping, the door is locked, we're alone, please let me have you."

Our lips join and instead of being a pair we become one, and with that her objections disappear. She answers my request by raising her hips, forcing my fingers deeply inside her. Continuing to roll her pussy against my hand, riding my fingers which are fucking her just the way she likes.

My lips are on her neck just below her ear kissing and sucking. I'm whispering how much I love her, how I want to make her feel so good, and how I'm lucky I am to get to spend the rest of my life with her. Both of us are panting and getting lost in the hold of the other.

"Darling I need to taste you, I'm starving for you."

She nods eagerly, so I begin slowly making my way to her core kissing along her shoulders, breasts, and stomach.

"Please Harry don't tease me. You started this, I need you now."

She's pleading for my mercy, of which I don't have any to offer. My motive is to drive her wild, I want this moment to last so I'll play for a little longer.

I nibble and leave wet kisses on the skin of her inner thighs, getting as close as I can to her pussy without actually touching it. She's moaning and unable to keep still, her body is eager to be cared for. My hands massage up her calves and outer thighs, slowly making their way to rub light circles on her belly.

"Oh my god you're all mine."

I rub her belly a little longer while placing tender kisses one after another.

"I'm so happy you're carrying our babies. Again, why am I so turned on right now?"

"Celebrating baby, we're just celebrating. Please continue."

"As you wish darling."

Now it's time, I'm ready to give everything to her. I start by using my hands to separate her legs further, then lick a stripe up her lower lips. I'm so wound up that it's hard to catch a breath. She shivers as I deeply exhale against her skin.

"Mmm, that feel good?" She nods again.

Her entrance is wet and fully primed for me. I slide two in and spread her open, my tongue easing itself inside. She gasps and cries out my name.

"Is this what you want darling?"

"Yes, Harry...give me more."

I swirl my tongue over her clit; once, twice, three times.

"Like that?" I ask seductively.

"Please don't stop."

I moan as if I'm the one being pleasured, but god damn it feels amazing to please her. She grabs my hair pulling my face closer to her body. My mouth is working her clit while my fingers are knuckle deep inside her. Every time I groan her body trembles.

"Oh god...Harry baby I can't take it. I'm gonna cum, I can't stop it."

I release my lips, giving her one simple command.

"Do it my love, I want it now."

My mouth returns to finish her off. Her legs quiver and she tries to stifle her screams. Her legs tighten around me and I force them back open, I don't stop until she completely comes down from her high. She lays limp below me, her body spent, her breathing still labored, while she draws the infinity symbol on my back with her fingertips.

I climb back up and lay by her side and kiss her deeply, she seems to enjoy her taste almost as much as I do. Her hand creeps into my pants, I'm fucking hard as hell. I gently remove my cock from her grasp and kiss the back of her hand.

"Harry what are you doing? I want to make you feel good too."

"You already did, pleasuring you makes me feel better than you can imagine. This is the first of my wedding day gifts to you. We started off the day in the perfect way. You feel good, you're relaxed, this is your day..."

Without missing a beat, she interrupts me.

"Our day."

"Ok babe you're right, our day."

"But seriously Harry, you're really hard and you're gonna go crazy all day if we don't handle this now. Make love to me, I promise it'll be worth it."

"It's always worth it."

I bite my lip and raise my eyebrows at her flirtatiously. But she's right, I'm gonna go mad if I don't get some sort of release now. I'll be spending my entire wedding day like a sexual volcano getting ready to erupt.

As always I give in without much of a fight. I remove all of my clothes. I want to completely match her flesh with mine. Her eyes devour me as I strip off everything, our desires are one in the same. I separate her legs and grab her under her thighs and pull her towards me. She squeals with excitement, I don't think she expected that move from me.

"I knew you couldn't resist." She teases me. "Just remember one thing baby, next time we do this I'll be your wife."

"Oh damn, let's make this a good one then, eh?"

She grabs me around my neck and pulls me into a kiss. It's wild and passionate, her tongue is exploring my mouth and making love to mine like never before. I reach between my legs and grab my length sliding it into her slowly. She gasps and moans into the kiss then pulls her face away; her back arches and her head tilts back in the throws of passion.

I take this opportunity to go for her three favorite places; her collarbones, neck, and right below her ear. Being inside her feels so good, my deep moaning is hovering directly over her ear. She knows how good I'm feeling right now. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she contracts her pussy tighter around me.

"Fuck, oh my god."

"You like that baby?"

"Oh fuck yes. Do it again, don't stop, please."

"Yes my love."

She whispers in my ear. And she does that move over and over again. My body is so high, every one of my senses is on fire. I'm focusing all of my energy on holding my orgasm back until I can make her cum again. I know one thing that drives her mad, so I use that move on her. I force myself deep inside her, thrusting my hips upwards.

"Oh my god, Harry please don't stop...don't stop. Fuck, fuck, fuck oh my fucking god."

"That's my girl, cum for me scream my name Will. C'mon."

"Harry, I'm cumming. I'm cumming baby, damn this feels so good."

With hardly any breath she makes a request of me.

"Now cum for me Harry. I want you to feel good, it's your turn."

She squeezes tightly on my cock again, I can't handle this for much longer.

"Willow, here it comes darling. I can't...oh fuck. Fuck, I'm cumming...jesus you feel so fucking good."

My ragged breath continues as I lay myself gently on her chest. If we didn't have the wedding today it'd be damn near impossible to get me out of this bed. But, today we get to celebrate our love for each other with everyone and I can't wait to see her in her dress, with her smile as bright as the sun.

She runs her fingers through my curls and hums the intro to 'You Make Loving Fun' by Fleetwood Mac. Commanding Siri to play the song for us, I roll off her body laying beside her admiring her beautiful curves. When the words begin we sing along the first bit of the song.

Sweet wonderful you. You make me happy with the things you do. Oh, can it be so? This feeling follows me wherever I go. I never did believe in miracles. But I've a feeling it's time to try. I never did believe in the ways of magic. But I'm beginning to wonder why.

Singing it together, note for note, I'm holding her hand. I'm completely and utterly happy in this moment; both of us are. It's evident all over her face and I'm sure it's on mine as well. Just the simple things that I can do with her. No cameras around, no money needed, just being happy in the company of one another. I know without a shadow of a doubt choosing to marry her is the best decision I've made in my life up to this point.

"I really don't want this morning to end. But we have a lot to do beautiful. We'll let the girls sleep while I get you showered and..."

"Harry, baby you don't have to babysit me in the shower still."

"Humor me woman, please."

"Ok, you win. If it'll make you happy you can give me my shower."

***

After a relaxing, and rather well behaved shower with my beautiful fiancé we prepare for our day. Both of us are getting ready for the wedding at the venue, Castello Di Torcrescenza. So for now we get dressed in casual clothes in preparation for breakfast. I can't stop thinking of how incredible the castle is going to look, we've arranged to have all of her favorite flowers, the family that we have and our closest friends will be there, but most importantly Willow, Lark, Lily, and I will be together. The only thing plaguing my mind right now is that I wish Gem was here, but I'm not going to let it ruin my day.

It's almost 8:00 am and it's time to wake the girls and get them ready.

"Darling I'm all ready, I'm gonna wake the girls and get them ready for breakfast."

"Thanks baby. I'll be out shortly."

I'm standing at the door frame of the girls' bedroom, just admiring them peacefully sleeping. I have no idea what I did to deserve such happiness, but I love my new family and I wouldn't trade them for the world. I take a seat on the bed trying to wake them both with a smile on their faces.

"Puddin'...Sunshine...time to wake up."

Lark sits up rubbing the sleep from her eyes and smiles. Lily is a little slower to rise so I give her a little motivation on my second attempt.

"Puddin', are you ready to go see the castle?"

She's just like her mother, if you wake her up with something she's excited about she hops right out of bed, goes from dead sleep to fully alert.

"Harry do we really get to go to a castle? Are you really marrying Mama there?"

"Yes, you get to visit the castle. And yes I'm marrying Mama there. Don't you think a beautiful queen should get married in a castle?"

She nods her head enthusiastically. Lark doesn't look quite as excited so I take her by the hand.

"You ok Lark? I know this has happened so quickly, I hope you're not upset."

"No Harry, I'm really excited. Lily and I are the only ones who can say their mom is marrying Harry Styles. It's just a lot to adjust to, that's all. And I'm still tired." She giggles. "Can I have some coffee?"

I look at her quizzically, she doesn't appear to be joking.

"You're twelve Lark, I'm not giving you coffee."

"But Harry, I'm almost thirteen." She demands.

I nozzle my nose to hers and give her an Eskimo kiss.

"Let's make a deal, I'll make you your favorite chocolate chip pancakes and chocolate milk instead. There's plenty of caffeine and sugar in that."

Lily starts jumping up and down on the bed again, those are her favorite too. Lark smiles with her typical shy grin.

"Ok, it's a deal."

As the girls and I are finishing breakfast plans the doorbell rings. I shout to get Willow's attention.

"Hey darling can you answer the door for me?"

"Sure babe, I've got it."

I hear the door open, but no greeting is spoken, only silence for several moments. Willow has come to the doorway of the girls room.

"Harry, can you come to the door please?"

Her face has went completely pale. I scoot her along to the front door asking what's wrong.

"Willow you look like you've seen a ghost..."

My words trail off when I see who's at the front door, standing there, on the verge of tears is my big sister Gemma. The person who almost ruined my relationship with Willow, my sister who I love more than you can ever imagine is now standing in my living room on my wedding day. I'm feeling a flood of emotions; anger, hurt, betrayal, yet I'm still happy she's here. I don't even know what to say.

I grab both of Willow's hands in mine, stare into her eyes, reassuring her that everything will be ok.

"Baby why don't you go start getting the girls cleaned up. I need to have a talk with Gemma."

She leans close to whisper in my ear.

"Baby will you be ok?"

I whisper back. "Yes love, I've got this."

I kiss her quickly on the lips and as she's leaving the room Gemma stops her.

"Willow, I do have a lot to talk about with my brother. I just want you to know how sorry I am, and I promise I'm not here to ruin your wedding day."

She breaks down in tears, and because Willow has a forgiving heart, she wraps her arms around her offering a genuine hug.

Willow wipes the tears from my sister's cheek.

"I know you're sorry Gemma and I forgive you, now go have some time with your brother. We can talk later."

Gemma holds her tight, you can tell that she feels horrible about what she's done. She also seems to be in shock that Willow is handling the situation with such grace.

After she leaves the room I open my arms, and Gem comes running towards me. I hold her close and stroke her hair as she sobs into my chest.

"Shh. Gem don't cry, it's ok, it's over."

"Harry what I did was unforgivable. I already knew on my way over here that I was going to beg for your forgiveness, but more importantly my apology to Willow was positively necessary. Mom told me how wrong I was about her, now that I see her face I feel even worse than I did before. Mom was right."

"Why do you feel worse now?"

"Because she's beautiful, and I can tell how much you adore each other, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she's amazing and she'll never do anything to hurt you. I would never forgive someone that did something so heartless like I did, let alone hug them and be understanding. She's really amazing isn't she?"

"Yeah, she really us."

I walk her over to the couch to sit down so we can carry on our conversation.

"Look Gemma, I'm not going to lie. I'm still really angry with you, actually I'm more disappointed than anything. But I love you and I'm willing to forgive what you did. It doesn't make what you did ok, but you're the only sister I've got and you've always been here for me, no matter what. We're going to be fine. I'm just happy that you're here, and I know Willow is too. She was so excited to meet you, all she wanted was for you to love her. She knew she loved you before she even met you."

"How did she know that?"

"Because Willow and I are in love with each other and I told her all of the wonderful things about you. And she trusts me, she knows anyone I love she'll love just the same. I've never felt so safe putting my heart in someone else's hands, never felt so connected. I've been so lonely over the years; being told who to date, being painted as a man whore by the media and management. It was scary at the age of 20 giving up any hope of being in a happy, long lasting relationship simply because I let everyone tell me it wasn't possible. Being with her, I don't care about the opinions of the public. For once, I care about what makes me happy. She's taught me that I'm worth being loved and that I'm allowed to live my own life without being told what to do."

"Harry, that makes me so happy. I knew you were unsettled and fairly unhappy, but I didn't know how bad it was. It means the world to me that you found someone who believes in your worth as a person, and makes you believe in it yourself. I love you Harry."

"I love too, and I'm so happy you're here for today."

"I'm glad that I'm here too, I would never forgive myself if I missed your wedding."

I pull her in for another hug and kiss the top of her head.

"So tell me about the girls, mom has nothing but wonderful things to say about them."

"Lark is the oldest, she's almost thirteen. She so sweet, a little shy, well mannered, smart, creative, and beautiful. Lily is almost nine. She's not shy at all, she's silly and funny, always wants to make others smile, adorable, and she's smart as a whip."

"Mum, said they asked if I could be their aunt. Is that true?"

"Yeah, Lily asked Willow and I if you were her aunt and if Mum was her grandmother."

"What did you tell her?"

"Willow told her that family doesn't have to be blood related. Family is someone you love unconditionally, and that loves you just the same. Willow doesn't really have any blood relatives left. She's an only child, her dad left when she was an infant, and her mother passed away a few years ago from cancer. Her best friend Sam has been Auntie Sam to the girls for years. Sam has been the only family she's had."

"Well, the good news is that she has plenty of family now. I'd be honored to be Auntie Gem if they'll have me. And I know Mum has already accepted them as family. How about the guys, do they get along with her and the girls?"

"Yeah, they've been completely supportive. They've been adopted as uncles." I chuckle a bit. "And Niall and Sam are actually dating too."

"Wow Harry, a lot has happened since we last saw each other. It's only been six months."

"Everything has changed so fast, but I couldn't be happier. So, did mom tell you about the other surprise?"

She smiles and cups my cheeks in her hands.

"Of course she did, you're having twins. You and Willow must be ecstatic. How has she been feeling? Mum said she'd gotten very ill and that's why you're still here in Rome."

I let out a sigh.

"She's getting better, I have to force her to eat sometimes because she needs to stay nourished but she'll be ok. We're all ready to go home so she's complying with doctor's orders even though she's not happy with it."

She smiles sweetly at me the way she always has when she's proud of me.

"Ok, little bro I could sit here and catch up with you all day, but we have a wedding to get you to, and I want to meet my nieces first."

I smile and kiss her on the forehead.

"Hey Will, can you bring the girls out here?"

"Sure babe, let me finish braiding Lily's hair."

"Harry..."

Gem points at the doorway, Lark is peeking around the corner.

"Come here Sunshine, this is my sister Gemma. She wants to meet you."

Slowly Lark eases her way into the room, she's a little nervous.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you Gemma. You look even prettier in person than I've seen in pictures."

"Why thank you Lark, and I must say you're absolutely beautiful yourself. Did you do your own makeup?" Lark nods her head. "Brilliant work love, I may need to get a few pointers from you."

Lark giggles.

"Really?"

"Yes really. Do you mind if I give you a hug?"

"I'd love that."

Gem pulls her in close, smoothing her hair back.

While still embracing Lark, Lily comes charging into the living room.

"Auntie Gemma!"

She wraps her little arms around my sister's legs.

"Well hello you must be Lily. It's a pleasure to meet you darling. I heard that we get to visit a castle today. Are you excited?"

Lily jumps up and down and nods eagerly.

"Harry said that Mama is a queen and that he wants to marry her in a castle. Doesn't that make you a king Harry?"

We all snicker a bit.

"I guess so, and you know what that makes you and your sister?"

"We're princesses!"

"Speaking of princesses, I have a little surprise for both of you to wear at the wedding." She grabs her bag and pulls out two tiaras. "A princess cannot attend a royal affair without her tiara."

Placing one on each of the girls, she smiles in delight.

"Willow, I have something for you as well."

"Gemma you really didn't have to get anything for me, seriously."

"Yeah actually I did, you deserve it."

Gemma hands Willow a small black package wrapped in a ribbon, she just stares at the box not knowing how to react. My sister grabs her hand and looks my fiancé in the eye.

"Please open it, it's the least I could do after everything you've been through."

Willow nods her head and begins to unwrap the box.

"Gem, its David Yurman...I can't accept this. It's too expensive."

"Yes you can, open it take a look."

With shaky hands she opens the lid to the box. Tears start to fall down her face.

"It's beautiful, why did you do this?"

The pendent was of the deepest blue color with flecks of gold, I've never seen anything like it before. It's shaped in a barrel design, hanging from a gold chain. The design is elegant and modest, nothing flashy just the way Willow likes things.

"This necklace serves two purposes. One; you needed something blue for the wedding. Two; this stone is called Lapis Lazuli, it's a symbol of truth, peace, harmony, and compassion." Now Gemma is sobbing uncontrollably. "You deserve all of these things and I'll never offer you anything but that ever again. What I did was wrong, and you're family now, if you'll have me."

"It's beautiful, thank you so much. And of course you're our family now."

Willow embraces her in her arms. I can hear her shush my sister telling her everything is ok and that she forgives her for everything.

"Ever since my brother was born, I've always known when he was truly happy. I haven't seen that in a long time, but it's back, thank you Willow."

"No need to thank me, he's done the same for me. I tell you what, you and I can talk more later. Let's feed these little hungry monsters and get ready for a wedding."

"Ok, that sounds great."

I walk up behind Willow and wrap my arms around her waist. She turns her head towards me and I kiss her on her cheek.

"Don't you dare think you're getting out of eating young lady."

"I knew you wouldn't forget."

"Of course I didn't forget. You ladies hang out for a few minutes, I'm cooking for you."

She spins around and kisses me softly. Whispering the words I love you against my lips, I whisper the same in return before heading off to the kitchen. Things have begun to fall into place. I would have been heartbroken without my sister here. This day just keeps getting better and better.