Chapter 27

"Ready?" Harry asked me as we walked into city hall. I looked up and nodded at him. I was nervous about this entire thing, I've never been married before. I gripped the velvet box a little tighter as we walked in, arms linked to eachother.

"Can I help you?" The red haired woman at the front desk asked and Harry sighed. "We're here to get married." "Reservation?" "Styles." I said and she smiled. "You're in room 6." "Perfect. Thank you." I said and Harry kissed my hand as we walked.

"Are you sure about this?" Harry stopped me in the middle of the hallway. "Harry. I love you with my entire heart and soul. I would love to be your wife if you want me to." I kissed his hand and stared into his eyes and he smiled down at me. "I'd be the fucking luckiest man on the planet." He pressed a kiss to my lips and I giggled. 

"Ready Mr. Styles?" I held my hand out and he grinned. "Whenever you are Mrs. Styles." He winked and I blushed as his larger hand intertwined in mine. I was going to marry this man today and would be the luckiest girl on the planet. 

My breathing was becoming uneven with every click my heel took to the door. I bit my lip nervously as the door was held opened for me and I walked in, holding tightly onto Harry's hand. 

We got prepared and were standing infront of the priest and lawyer. Our witnesses were my parents and Louis with Zayn and the other boys. My brothers were here too with my sisters.

"We are gathered here tonight to celebrate the holy matrimony of Harry Edward Styles and Leslie Grace Ibarra. Two souls who wish to come together through sickness and in health." The priest said but I just smiled up at Harry, holding his hands in mine as we faced eachother. 

"Baby." Harry began reciting vows to me and I smiled up at him. "You are my entire world. You're the single most important thing to me. I love your inelegance and I admire your beauty. You are the piece to complete me and I vow to love you through thick and thin. I vow to never break your heart or your trust and most importantly, I vow to be your best friend, partner in crime (figuratively and literally, your soulmate and your husband until the rest of our days together. I vow to love you and treat you like the queen you are and to show you how amazing you are. I vow to teach you to love yourself because you lack that and I fail to see how. I vow to be by your side for the rest of eternity and to be your ride or die." Harry made me cry by the end and he wiped my tears.

"Baby." I began, holding his hand that was on my cheek. "I fell in love with you from the moment I saw you. I fell in love with your determination before I fell in love with your personality. You are the most important thing to me on this god forsaken planet. You're the most beautiful thing I've seen in all my days and could just stare at you for days and never get tired of you. I vow to love you for you and accept your flaws. I vow to be your partner in crime and to help you grow as a person to reach the potential I know you can be. I vow to love you for the rest of my days and be what you need. Whether that be a friend, a partner, a lawyer." He laughed at that one and I could see his eyes water. "A shoulder to cry on or a wife. I vow to be what you need and above all I vow to make you see I'm totally catfishing you." He laughed at me and I giggled with him. "I'm joking but I do vow to make sure you know your worth because Harry Styles, my love, you have made me the happiest person in the entire world in a number of days and for that I'm truly grateful and want to do the same. I vow to cherish you for the rest of my days and then some because this marriage is forever baby, I'll be with you when we burn in hell for all the shit we've done." He was in tears with my and managed to laugh with me. "I look forward to it." He said and I laughed at him. 

" "I, Leslie Grace Ibarra, take you, Harry Edward Styles , to be my lawfully wedded Husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." I recited after the priest and put my husbands wedding band onto his finger. 

Harry repeated the same thing and slipped on the ring. 

"Bride and Groom, you have heard the words about love and marriage, have exchanged your vows and made your promises, and celebrated your union with the giving and receiving of rings. It is at this time that I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride!" Harry grinned and wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing his lips against mine and the room erupted into cheers as my arms wrapped around his neck. I was happy. Extremely happy and for the first time in my life, I was ready to tackle anything life threw our way.

I pulled away from Harry and grinned up at him, pressing another peck to his lips. "I love you." He whispered against my lips. "I love you too." I ghosted my lips on his and he sealed them together again before we signed our names on the marriage certificate. 

We were engulfed in a bunch of hugs from people and children. I intertwined my hand in Harry's as we walked out and to our car. We were dressed to out for a fancy dinner. I was in a long dress with slits on the waist to expose my legs and my silver heels. Harry wore a black tux with a white tie to match my dress. He looked amazing in it and I was so happy. 

"Ready Mrs. Styles?" Harry opened the door for me, helping me out. "Of course Mr. Styles." I pressed a kiss to his jaw. He only laughed and moved his hand to my waist, handing the keys to the valet. 

"Reservation under Styles." Harry said to the hostess who winked at Harry which made my stomach twist in anger. "Be good." Harry whispered in my ear, pressing a kiss to my head as we walked to our table. We passed a group of men and women who I knew were Feds by the way they looked at Harry in shock. 

Harry pulled my seat out for me, I thanked him and watched him sit next to me. "What can I get to drink for the lovely couple?" An older man came over to us, he was our waiter. Thank god, I would've ripped the girls head off. 

"A bottle of your finest red wine." "Celebration?" "Wedding night." Harry whispered to the man who's mouth formed an O shape. "Congratulations. You are a lucky man." He said and Harry looked at me with a smile. "I know." He winked at me.

"We need to honeymoon in Paris." I whispered against his lips and he looked at me. "I'll take you anywhere you want to go. Why Paris though?" "How romantic would it be if you fucked me over the terrace while we look at the Eiffel tower?" I asked and he smirked at me. "My girl has no filter today." "Nope. Can't run from me now." I held up my hand and he laughed. 

"Don't plan on it." "Wrong move Styles." I joked and he rolled his eyes. "You're a Styles now." "I didn't say I wasn't." I smiled at him, looking at the menu. His arm was on the back of my chair, hand resting on my shoulder while mines was rested on his hand. My free hand was holding the menu. 

"Harry fucking Styles." A man and a woman came over to our table, sitting across from us. I glared at them with Harry. "What Gomez and Garcia?" Harry asked while scratching the side of his jaw. 

"Funny seeing you here." Garcia said, she was a tall dark haired woman with dark eyes. She looked over at me and smiled at me. "And who is this? A 'client'" She put air quotes around client which made me sigh. 

"No, I'm his wife." I played with my eyelashes and their jaws dropped. "Wife?!" Gomez began and Harry nodded. "Wife. Don't fucking touch her." He said as Garcia tried to touch my hand.

"Did he force you into this sweetie?" "No. Why would he?" "To cover his ass from us." "He didn't force me to do anything. Leave. Now." "It's a public place sweetheart. We don't have to." Gomez tested and Harry chuckled.

"I'd watch it Gomez, she's got quite a mouth on her. She's capable of making you feel like an idiot in seconds." Harry warned looking down at me with a smirk, I returned it. "I'm not doing anything wrong. I should fucking smack that smug look off your goddamn face!" Gomez smirked and I sighed, sitting up straight.

"Actually, it's a public restaurant yes. This is a private reservation table which means you are trespassing on private property since we bought the table for the night. We could easily have you removed from this establishment at will. Not even your gun and badge can stop that. You threaten my fucking husband again and you'll deal with me, trust me when I say I'm a whole lot scarier than him. I make the skeletons in your closet quiver and the demons you hoard quake if you even fucking dare fuck with Harry. Do I make myself clear?" I asked and the two cops jaws dropped. 

"Do I fucking make myself clear?!" I repeated a bit louder, earning stares. "Y-Yes." "Okay. Then why the fuck are you two imbeciles sitting here still?" I asked, crossing my arms and looked at them.

"And now you've met my wife." Harry smirked, taking a sip of the glass water. The two cops left, whispering amongst eachother with their dignity gone. They went back to their cop friends who looked purely shocked as they told them who I was. 

"That's my girl." Harry smirked, pressing a kiss to my lips. "Nobody is going to fuck with you and get away with it." I said and he smiled. "I could say the same for you my love. I told you I was going to make you my queen." He pressed another soft kiss to my lips as our wine arrived so we could enjoy our wedding night. 

"Ready?" Harry asked after we finished eating. I nodded and intertwined my hand in his after he paid the bill. I wasn't in the mood to argue. 

"Who knew all I had to do was marry you so you could stop arguing everytime we go out." He mumbled into my hair as we walked making me giggle. "Not funny." I smacked his chest. 

"Tomorrow we leave to Bora Bora." I said happily as we awaited our car. "Excited?" Harry asked and I nodded like a little kid being asked if they wanted ice cream. "Yes! What kind of question is that?!" I wrapped my arms around his torso, frowning as the group from earlier made their way outside. 

"I think you're more excited to see me in a bikini above everything." I said fixing Harry's tie making him laugh. "What? A man can't take his wife out of the country without wanting to see her half naked?" "No." "It's partially why. The other part is the fact I get to spend some quality time with you and try to convince you to give in." "Into what?" I asked him confused.

"Having a baby." "Baby, I said maybe. I never said no. I'll make you a deal. One deal." I said and he put his arms on my waist, turning his attention towards me. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at me to see if it was a good deal or bad.

"Okay. What is it?" His hands gripped my bum and tapped it softly.

"You have Today and all this weekend to try for a baby. If it doesn't happen this weekend then it doesn't happen until it happens." "Is this a sex card?" "Yes. But! Before you get too excited, you have to be really gentle because knowing you you're going to ask for sex more than you ask me to make you dinner and you play rough alot. I'm going to be sore." "I'm never rough with you. Well I am but that's different. I promise to be gentle." He grinned happily, hugging me. 

"Oh my god. What the hell did I just agree to?" I asked and he laughed. "You'll be fine. Lets get home now! I want to start now." Harry said and pulled me towards the car, opening the door for me and practically sprinted to his side of the car. 

"Babe." I warned as he practically raced home. "No. No. You made a deal with the devil. No." He said pulling into the driveway half an hour later and carried me up the stairs of our empty house. 

"Baby!" I laughed as he proceeded to take off my dress and we spent the rest of the night playing a few rounds of sex.