Wide Awake: A Harry Styles Love Story

Sarah has always been the misfit type. Yet nobody knows that her parents died when she was little. She just turned 18. She meets One Direction, has a thrill of a lifetime, and in the end, a massive twist. Some Rated R parts so read at own risk


30. I Love You

I woke up in the boat's cabin with my husband nowhere in sight. I looked everywhere on the enormous yacht until I finally found him fishing on the upper deck. I walked over and sat down next to him. "You never told me you could fish." Harry chuckled. "I can't, but I am attempting to get us lunch." Harry gave me a fishing rod and taught me everything he knew about fishing (which wasn't much…). We fished until late afternoon and caught 6 decent sized fish. "Getting hungry, love?", he asked me as he began cleaning off the fish. I nodded my head. "Do you know how to make the fish edible?" Harry looked up at me with the grin that millions of girls fell in love with. "Nope, but it's a learning experience." A few minutes later, Harry presented me with a plate of fish tacos, which were surprisingly delicious. When we finished eating, we watched the sun begin to set. The water reflected the sun's vibrant colors, which made it all the more beautiful. "Ready to go back to the hotel?", Harry said once it was completely dark outside. I stood up and took Harry's hand. The second we got back to our hotel suite, I collapsed on our bed. Who knew fishing was so tiring? Harry joined me in bed and I snuggled up to him. He turned on a movie, but all I remember is taking one last whiff of his scent before falling asleep. I woke up to the bed shaking. I looked up to see Harry slowly getting out of bed, trying not to wake me. When he saw I was awake, he bent down and kissed me. "Good morning, love. I am going to make us breakfast." He left the room, and I got up to get dressed. I had a slight stomach ache, but I tried to ignore it. Once I had changed out of my pajamas, I made my way to the kitchen where the smell of eggs and bacon overwhelmed my body. I felt the bile rush up my throat as I sped to the bathroom. As I started puking my guts out into the toilet, Harry came in to hold my hair out of my face. He bent down next to me and wiped a bead of sweat off my forehead. "Are you feeling okay?" I thought for a moment, and when I came to a realization, all of the blood drained out of my face. "Harry. I think I am pregnant." His eyebrows scrunched together. "But… we haven't had se- OH… The wedding." I slowly nodded my head as worry filled my body. I stood up and splashed my face with cold water. "I am going to run to the store and get a test." Harry suddenly looked horrible. "I can get it if you want…" I shook my head. "It's fine. I'll be right back." I made my way to the closest Italian market, hoping that they sold pregnancy tests. I searched down the isles, trying to make out the Italian words. To my relief, I found what I was looking for. I quickly bought three tests and walked back to our hotel. I opened our hotel door, and was about to announce that I was back, when I heard Harry talking in the bedroom. I tiptoed through our suite and stuck my head in the room to get a glance at what Harry was doing. I saw him sitting on the bed, with his back towards me, on his computer. Lauren's voice spilled out of the computer's speakers, so I came to the conclusion that they were video chatting. "How is Talia doing? Is she behaving?", Harry asked Lauren. Lauren quickly responded. "She is an angel. I may just have to keep her." Harry chuckled, and Gemma began to speak again. "So are you and Sarah trying for another child while you are away?" I saw Harry tense up. "Actually, I think she may be pregnant. With that man's baby." Lauren stayed silent but spoke after a few moments. "How do you feel about that, Harry? What is she going to do?" Harry shrugged. "I have no idea what Sarah is going to do. She just went out to buy a pregnancy test. All I know is that I will support her decision one hundred percent. If she chooses to keep it, I will treat it like my own, no matter how much pain I will feel just by looking at it. It will remind me of what happened to Sarah, but I would do anything for her." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I can't believe he would do that for me. Harry was truly the best husband ever. "Well Talia says Hi, and she misses you so much. I have to go now. Send Sarah my love, and keep me informed on the situation.", Lauren said to Harry. "I will, and tell Talia that we love her. Talk to you later Lauren." Harry closed his laptop and I joined him in the bedroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried in his chest. "I love you so much, Harry. I don't deserve you.", I managed to get out between sobs. Harry kissed my head and rubbed my back tenderly. "I love you too, Sarah. And I am the one that doesn't deserve you. You are the strongest woman I know." After a few minutes of being wrapped in his arms, I stood up and pointed to the bag that held the pregnancy tests. "I guess I should get these over with…" Harry nodded and I brought the tests into the bathroom with me. Once I peed on them, I had to wait five minutes before it displayed the results. Those five minutes were almost unbearable for me; I was waiting for the news that would make or break my life. I had such strong views against abortion- how could someone in their right mind kill an innocent little child- but if I was pregnant, I don't know if I would be able to treat the child the same way as I treated Talia. The child was the product of one of the most horrible moments of my life, and I would be reminded of it every time I looked at the child. Finally, I heard the little beeps notifying me that the results were in. Negative. Negative. Negative. I smiled with joy. "Harry!!! Come quick!" Harry dashing into the bathroom and looked at the tests. The biggest grin erupted on his face, and he took me in his arms. "I am so glad, Sarah. But why do you think you puked?" I thought back to everything that has happened the past couple of days, and I laughed when I remembered a specific event. Harry looked at me questioningly. "Harry, please stick to your day job. Never become a chef. Your fish tacos upset my stomach!" Harry chuckled. "I am so sorry, babe. But for your information, I do make a mean lasagna!" I giggled. Harry bent down to kiss me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips didn't unlock as Harry stumbled to our bed. I could tell that Harry was getting turned on, and to tell you the truth, so was I. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, our mouths broke apart to take a breath. Harry looked me in the eyes. "Are you sure you are ready?" I nodded my head. "I want you now." Harry smiled and unwrapped himself from me. He walked over to the night table and took something out. I got a closer look and realized he was unwrapping a condom. "Harry.", I said. He paused what he was doing and looked up at me. "Yeah, babe?" "I love you." Harry paused for a moment then tackled me on the bed with kisses. He unzipped my pants and pulled my shirt over my head, leaving a trail of kiss marks down my neck and chest. I laid back on the bed as he entered. I knotted my fingers in his hair as he thrusted into me. My hands ran down his back as he pushed into me one more time before the climax. We both laid there, hugging each other. He smiled at me and kissed my nose.


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