Through The Dark

I pushed my second empty plate away noticing that it was five thirty in the evening already.

“Harry, when do we have to leave again?” I ask, hoping he would tell me where we are going.

“We have to leave for the airport by six thirty. We need to make a speech and then get going.” Harry said, kissing my temple before standing.

He didn’t need to tap his glass for attention, his voice just rang out and the room fell silent. He looked down at me and offered me his hand, silently asking me to stand with him. I took the offer and stood, smiling up at him before facing the familiar faces that smiled and winked back at me.

“I will never be able to thank each and everyone of you for coming tonight for this very special and important event in our lives. I hope that you have enjoyed your night and I can’t wait until we gather again. As you know, me and the Mrs. will be leaving in a few short minutes and be off to our honeymoon. Thank you all for coming out and we love you.” Harry said, smiling at the group before picking up Dylan.

I grabbed my little girl, playing with the lace on her dress as she fingered the beads and sequins on the top of my dress.

“You’re so pretty, baby girl.” I coo, brushing a ringlet away from her face.

“Prah-tee.” she says slowly, as if the word felt weird coming from her mouth. I grinned and nodded at her.

“Yes, you are pretty.” I say slowly as I poked her in her chubby tummy. She giggles before covering her tummy with her tiny hands.

“Trade with me, love.” Harry called out as he walked over to me.

I switched babies, pulling Dylan’s shirt back down over his tummy as I bounced him on my hip.

“Oh, don’t you look handsome.” I gush, showering his face with kisses until his face is red from laughing.

“Oh, mummy’s going to miss you.” I say, placing a light kiss on the tip of his nose.

I wasn’t lying. The next week is going to be rough for me. I’ve never been away from my babies for more than one night, with the exception of me being in the hospital. I’m going to miss them so much and I don’t even want to begin to even think about how worried I will be.

“Alright, love birds. Time to leave the nest.” Anne says as she takes my baby boy from me. He pouts as Anne pokes him in his little bottom lip as he poked it out.

“Aw. Okay, thank you so much for watching them, Anne.” I say, rubbing my boys cheek before she swats my hand away.

“Don’t worry about it.” She says lightly, though I could hear the advice in the tone.

“You do have everything for them right? Diapers and all that? Oh and Darcy has had a tiny tummy ache every now and then lately so-” I say but Anne’s sharp voice cut me off.

“Yes, Harry has prepared me for the next with and even gave me extras. Besides, I’ve been a mom of two, obviously. I can take care of it.” Anne says, smiling in understanding. I sigh and try to calm my nerves.

“Right. Sorry. Thanks again, though.” I say, turning to snag my baby girl for one last goodbye.

I kiss her cheek and tell both of them I love them before handing her to Gemma, who smiled and instantly started to play with the child. Not even two seconds later her and Niall were fighting for the attention of the girl. I smile and felt Harry grab my hand, pulling me back away from them.

“Wait, Nichole!” Niall calls out, running across the room as he tried to flag me down.

“What’s wrong, is Darcy okay?” I ask, my eyes instantly finding the little blonde.

“No,no, Darcy is fine. I was actually gonna remind you that you had to throw the flower thing. And I want to ask you a question, I totally understand if you say no, this is your day.” Niall said, his face tinged pink as he blushed.

“Yeah, Niall?” I say, ignoring Harry has he pouts for my attention.

“Well, I was wondering if you can kinda throw the thing to Ashley.” He says, wringing his hands nervously.

“You want me to rig the throwing? Why?” I ask, squinting my eyes in suspicion.

“Well, I want to ask your permission first. I know it’s yawls big day and all but I couldn’t help but notice how happy she was about helping plan a wedding and I-” he started to explain but I cut him off from pure excitement.

“You’re going to propose!” I say in a excited whisper, grinning as Niall nods his head and smiles back.

“Ah! Of course, I don’t mind! And yes, I will throw it at her. I will take aim if I have to.” I say, giggling.

“Thank you so much, Nichole. I really love you, ya know.” Niall says, kissing my cheek before running off.

“Ah! Okay. Ladies!” I call over the chatter, catching their attention wit my voice and then their excitement as I wave my banquet at them.

They all rush forward, Ashley naturally pushing her way in front. I laugh and walk a few feet away, looking back over my shoulder to see where Ashley would be at right now. I spot Niall move in behind her, giving her space to move but giving me a thumbs up. A few other girls see it and grin, obviously catching on to what is happening. They give my friend a little space, letting me know that no matter what happens, it will definitely land in Ashley’s hands.

I smile and turn back around, taking a deep breath before tossing the set of flowers over my head. I turn around just in time to see it land in Ashley hands, her face excited as she looked up at me. Niall tapped on her shoulder, kneeling down on one knee has he grabbed a little box from his pocket. Ashley’s hands cover her mouth in shock as he pops open the box, revealing the second most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen, mine coming first of course.

“Ashley Parker. Will you please make me the next happiest man on earth by marrying me?” Niall asked, his clear voice thick with his irish accent and emotion.

“Yes!” Ashley cries out, barely giving Niall enough time to get to his feet before throwing herself at him. People clap and cheer at the good news, excited for the newly engaged couple.

Niall laughs and spins her in a circle before setting her back on her feet, taking the ring from the box before sliding it on her finger. She gives the boy a huge kiss before turning towards me, holding her left hand up in excitement. I grin back and nod at her. Niall whispers something in her ear, making her dart over to me.

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She squeals as he arms wrap around my neck.

I giggle and hug her in return before pulling back.

“Any time sweetheart. We have to go but I can’t wait to hear about it when I get home. Be good and I love you.” I say, hugging her again before finally giving into Harry’s tugging arm.

We said goodbye to everybody we walked by, letting them know we were now disappearing before the twins can notice our flee. They all gathered at the door, waving and bidding good lucks and have fun’s as we got into the car.

“So, where are we going?” I asked, looking over at him as the car sped off.

“Well, we are going to the airport. Then on a really long flight.” Harry said, kissing my forehead.

“Wait, what about clothes?” I asked, looking down at my dress. I highly doubt I’ll just blend in at the airport in this.

“Ashley and Gemma packed your bags early this morning before they left to get you. I helped though they kicked me out to do a few things. I didn’t have time to look through what they put in before the wedding started. Besides, you won’t need clothes.” Harry says, his left eye dropping me a wink at the end as my face went hot.

“What about the dress?” I ask, holding up a layer.

“Well, we are taking a private jet, so it’s just gonna be me and you. You can change when we get on the plane.” He said, letting me rest my head on his shoulder.

I sigh and nod, letting my eyes drift close. It felt like minutes later he was gently shaking me awake. I sluggishly made my way out of the car, nearly face planting in my half asleep state as the heel of my shoe got caught on the dress, sending me flying forward.

Luckily for me, my husband was paying attention and caught me. I heard him chuckle before his arm hit the back of my knees and caught me, telling two other people to get our luggage as he totes me to the plane.

Once our bags we in the back room, secured into one spot, Harry buckled me in a seat and sat beside me. By now, I’m wide awake and very aware of what’s happening. After a few minutes the plane started to move, making me grab Harry’s hand tightly and close my eyes. I haven’t been on a plane in forever. His thumbs rubs the back of my hand, soothing my nerves as the jet took off.

After a few minutes that shaking stopped and Harry unbuckled himself before doing the same to me. He took my hand and led me to the very back, closing the door behind me.

I just stood there, looking over the room. A large bed was in the middle and against the very back wall, taking up half of the space. There was plenty of room to walk and even a door that led to a closet. I jumped a little has Harry’s hands wrapped around my waist slowly, his lips leaving tender kisses along my shoulder.

“You look gorgeous in that dress, Nichole.” He mummers against my skin, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

I nod my head once, not trusting my voice as he nibbled at the bare skin on my neck. His hands wondered up my sides, gently squeezing my boobs once before wondering to my head. He took the bobby pins out, slowly letting my curly hair out of its station on the top of my head. My head instantly filled with relief and a tad bit of pain. It’s been up for the better part of the day.

I close my eyes as his large hands started to massage my scalp, easing the tiny bit of pain. I sighed and let him, tilting my head forward so he doesn’t forget my neck. His touch moves down my neck to my shoulders for a minute before lowering to my back, softly massaging the tension out between my shoulder blades before starting on my lower back. I paid no attention as I felt the top of my dress loosen, my eyes slowly opening as he gently walked around to stand in the front of me.

He smiled sweetly at me before gripping the top of my dress, instructing me to raise my arms above my head. I did as I was told, letting him slide the silky layers over my body, leaving me in nothing but a white lacy pair of panties and heels. I watch him lay the dress out over the bed before turning his eyes to me. His green eyes darkened with lust has they roamed over my curves, smirking as they find the blue garter that was high on my thigh.

He kneels before me, taking one of my legs and gently being it at the knee. I grab his wide shoulders for balance, watching as he takes the heel off. He kisses up my leg to stop at my knee, letting me put my leg down before doing to the same to other leg. I pout but he just grins up at me, winking his right eye.

He stands before me, his dark green eyes almost black as he eyes my chest before slowly running down my body. I spread my bare feet further apart and place my hands on my hips, cocking one hip the the side seductivly. His teeth captures his bottom lip harshly, turning it a reddish pink as it slowly comes loose. He leans closer to me but his body doesn’t make contact, just his soft, hot lips on mine for a few seconds before he squats back down.

I smile smugly as he grabs one of my ankles, kissing up the calf to place it over his shoulder has he made his way up. He got to the garter, teasing me as he nibbled on the sensitive skin there. I let out a small moan as he bite the inside of my thigh, sucking harshly for a few seconds before running his tongue over the tender area. He hummed against my skin in response, carefully biting the garter and slowly pulling it down my leg with his teeth.

I nearly fell when he dropped my leg over from him and stood, pressing my back into the closed door behind me. I smiled as his lips found my neck, softly attacking the area as his hands rubbed slowly up and down my sides, silently driving me crazy. What is taking so long?!

I try to speed it up a little by knotting my fist into his curls at the back of his neck, tugging on them the way he likes. He moans against the skin on my shoulder, biting the area hard in response. I push off the door, stalking him as he fell back onto the bed, crawling up to straddle him. Why isn’t he helping?

I feel his hands wonder up and down my sides as I nibble on his bottom lip, letting out a breathy sigh as he finally gives in to the temptation and grabs my bum. I press my breasts into his chest, frowning at the clothing barrier. I sit up, bringing him with me as I pull the clothing over his head. I take the opportunity to grind myself down on him, rolling my hips a little. I smile in satisfaction as I felt him harder against me, my tactics working.

I let out a little giggle as he rolls us over, taking my wrists and pinning both above my head. He leaves a smooth kiss in my collar bone before leaving a hot one on one of my nips. He kisses his way down my tummy, making my back arch has his tongue flicks over my sensitive spot through my panties.

He departs from me to strip down to his boxers, smirking at me has I hold the position he had put me in. He crawls back on top of me, positioning himself between my thighs. I kiss on what ever I could reach, successfully reaching his neck, shoulder, lips and collar bone. I bite into his skin as he rocks his hips into mine, lingering as little as I wiggle around. I kiss my way back up to his face, catching his bottom lip between mine and sucking lightly on it.

Much to my surprise and disappointment, he lets out one final moan before kissing the tip of my nose, rolling off of me. I lay there for a second before sitting up, raising an eyebrow at him. He just shakes his head and smiles at the floor, his face tinged red.

“This may sound silly but I want to do this right. I want to do all that during our actual honeymoon. Not in a jet hundreds of miles in the sky. I want it to be perfect.” He says as he grabs a bag from the secured areas and started to dig through it.

He found a fresh pair of boxers and threw a clean shirt at me, noticing my frustration and that I’m a wee bit upset. I got all excited for nothing.

“You know, You don’t always have to have me to pleasure you. You have hands.” He says, grinning at me.

“Ew, no. I’m good. I love the way you touch me to much to experiment with that.” I say, winking at him. He smiles back and nods his head and starts towards the door.

“Where you going?” I ask, slipping the t-shirt over my head.

“To take a cold shower.” He relies before shuffling out the door.

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