An Impossible Love

Mandy met the love of her life, by fate,Harry styles. Everything happened through Skype, will that be the beginning of something real?


67. Stole my heart



The house was decorated just like she wanted, lights everywhere, the silver and glass centerpieces got everyone’s attention, they were having a blast, the whole experience of getting married took completely all her energy and attention that she forgot she was hiding something huge from her now husband, Harry Styles.


Mandy’s P.O.V:


After the ceremony and the amazing party we had in our reception, the music was amazing, the food was beyond belief, I was truly impressed about how every single thing turned out, Cece did an amazing job, she took every detail I told her and made it real. Harry was on bliss; you could see it in his shining eyes and his flawless smile.


The boys sang a couple of times; they sang ‘’I would’’ from their latest album. They were having a great time, and of course Niall had the time of his life, guess he ate the whole buffet all by himself, each time I saw him, he was with a different kind of cupcake.


Everything felt right, but then I realized, Zayn wasn’t there, like he didn’t go to our wedding, he didn’t showed up, never, it was really weird to me, cause the thought of him not going on purpose really shocked me, I didn’t want to believe he was making all this because he couldn’t get over things, I know it can be hard to him, you know, being there and witnessing something he wouldn’t like to see happening, but we’re his friends, Harry’s like a brother to him, how could he be that selfish and childish to not even showed up?, after all my deep thinking I thought I was probably exaggerating the whole thing, maybe he got something in the way, or something happened and he couldn’t go.


The people danced, took pictures, ate a lot, we laughed, we cried, we had so much fun, we even had some issues with the media you could hear helicopters flying around us, we just ignored it, and enjoyed what was ours.


The night was already done, I was so exhausted, my feet were in pain, I was a mess my body felt terribly tired, we had a very long day, it was finally over and just when I thought I was going home to rest with my husband, Harry made me get into a limo, I couldn’t see a thing, so I didn’t know where we were going, he was smiling as usual, he didn’t want to tell me a thing, so I basically sat there, staring at him, with my very common curious look, he was all a flirt, messing around, he was like a little kid on Christmas he was full of joy and full of energy and I was feeling like crap, being pregnant was really taking a huge part of my comfort, i had backaches and I didn’t even have a big belly, I was feeling dizzy so I tried to hid my sudden nausea, so I covered my mouth with my right hand faking a yawn, he didn’t  even noticed. Harry had some bags inside the limo, he got me some shorts, some toms, and a hoodie, I was impressed he packed that kind of clothing, the funny part was that I only wanted to wear that, all this pregnancy thing was stealing my girly style completely, plus the hoodie helped me to dissimulate my growing tummy. I laughed as soon as I saw the hoodie, he hugged me and told me to get comfy, I felt relieved cause I was craving to get out of the second dress I wore for the night. I undressed right there in front of him, I could feel his eyes glued to every piece of skin he saw, I tried to get undress as fast as I could so he couldn’t look carefully at my belly, but it was impossible to make it quick, the limo was moving around, and It was like getting dress during an earthquake. I was giving him the back, minding my own stuff figuring out how I was about to get in the shorts without hurting myself. I felt how his warm hands were softly stroking my back, up and down, I closed my eyes enjoying and feeling every move, just by feeling his hands in my bare skin gave me chills.


He kept on stroking my skin, my back, my waist, my neck, then he started giving me tiny kisses everywhere, he was driving me insane, I felt my hormones rising, I don’t know if it was because I was pregnant I was craving him more, plus to be honest it had been a while since the last time we had an intimate time together. I was frozen, I let him took control, he touched and grab my thighs from behind, I was shivering with every touch, he kept pushing my half way shorts off my legs, and turned me around gently and slow, I was facing him, half naked, my breast were out, and I was lost in his eyes, I could feel the passion running through his veins and the lust in the air, he grabbed my breasts and started to move them softly, I was in such a high place I could barely make a sound, we started kissing, at first kind and slow then as the desire was rising so the speed started, we were inside the limo, going God knows where, I was half naked, he was wearing a white tuxedo, making out like teenagers, everything  seemed perfect, then the guilt started to make room in my mind.



To be continued..

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