Chapter 59

Leslie's POV**

We arrived to in and out after my emotional break down and walked in. Harry smiled at me as I wrapped my arms around his torso while I stood sideways. His arms went around my shoulders. 

"What are you going to want baby?" He asked and I looked at him. "I want a double double with grilled onions, no tomatoes and chili fries." "Large Vanilla shake?" He asked and I nodded with a smile. "What about you?" "I'm getting the same shit as you. Fuck you mean? You really thought you were going to be the only one who brought their appetite?" He asked and I giggled, letting him place a kiss on my forehead. 

"No, wait. I want a sprite. Yeah. I want a sprite." I said and he chuckled as he brought me over to the counter with him. 

"Two double doubles, one with no tomatoes and grilled onion. The other without pickles. Two orders of chili fries with a sprite and a coke." Harry ordered and the guy looked at me. "She's going to eat all that?" "I'd assume so." Harry shrugged and I smiled up at him. 

Harry paid for it and a lady frowned. "Oh of course, the little skank let you pay for it without arguing." She scoffed and Harry frowned. 

"What did you say?" "All I'm saying is she might be pretty but you can find a girlfriend who doesn't take your money." She said and Harry glared at her. 

"Listen here you old hag." "Harry." I said and he glared at me. "No. She needs to learn to mind her own fucking business. She's not even my fucking girlfriend you stupid bitch!" Harry said and the lady chuckled dryly. "Even worse." 

"She's my wife. She didn't take my money. She took our money you fucking bitch. Don't open your mouth about things you don't know about. Muchless if you're going to insult my wife while I bet you sit at home, 50 years old and watch soap operas. Don't fuck with me or my wife." Harry said and a few people clapped from the line and her mouth fell opened. 

We got our orders and we went to sit at a booth. Harry didn't stop glaring at the lady who sat at a table next to us. I slid into the booth first and pressed a kiss to Harry's neck, causing him to look at me with a soften look.

"Thank you." "I wasn't going to let her disrespect you. I won't let anyone disrespect you." He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. My hand went to his cheek and his went over it, our rings exposing to the bitch. 

We began eating and I had one of my legs over Harry's and one of his was on my knee. He used his opposite hand to eat his chili fries with a fork while I simply ate my burger. 

"What movie do you want to see baby?" Harry looked at me as I wiped my mouth on a napkin. "I want to see a scary movie." I said and he smirked. "You hate them." "But I want to see the new oujia movie." "You're not going to be able to sleep tonight." He chuckled and I smiled at him. 

"Yes! I'll have you to protect me, right?" "Of course." "Then I'm all good." "What's the second movie?" I bit my lip and he looked at me. "What is it?" He asked and I giggled. "It's the little mermaid." "I'm guessing you only wanted to see that one but will just suck it up for the first film." I nodded happily and he chuckled. 

"I married a child." "I'm only 16 remember." "Oh my god. You're never going to let that go are you?" "No." "Baby, you should've taken it as a compliment. You're 22 years old and she thought you were 16." "It hurt my feelings." It actually did a little. 

"Well, if it makes you feel better. I think you look pretty young." "I'm old. I stopped going out and just lay in bed with you all day." "I'm old too. We can be old together." He high fived me and intertwined his hand in mine and kept it there. 

"I want another tattoo." I said and began going into my chili fries. "Of?" "I don't know. I just know I want one." I shrugged and he looked at me with admiration. 

"Tell me and I'll go with you." "I want to get something for our baby." I said and his hands immediately went to my stomach. "So you're going to have to hold off on that until we find out a sex." He said and I nodded. 

"Oh, shit. I forgot to show you, I went back and got a wolf done like yours." He pulled up his shirt and exposed a wolf on his hip like I had one on mine. 

"I saw it a few days ago but I forgot to ask you about it. I got distracted." "By?" He smirked and I blushed. "You're so mean to me!" "How?" "You know what I was distracted by." "Me." "Always. I can't even make dinner without you distracting me." "How do I distract you. Name one instance." He raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to finish. 

"Umm. When I was making dinner when the girls were asleep upstairs and you asked me for 5 minutes." "That's different." "How?" "We were trying for a baby." "Yesterday?" I asked and he narrowed his eyes and I smirked, knowing I won. 

"I want twins." He defended and I giggled. "I'm getting a little fat no?" I looked at my tummy and my husband gave me the craziest look in the world. "What?" "I'm gaining weight." "That's typically what happens when your pregnant you weirdo. I don't know where the fuck you got the fat idea." Harry pulled me closer and pressed a kiss on my lips. I only blushed and kissed him back. 

"Ready?" Harry asked as we finished eating. I nodded and he slid out, holding his hand out for me. "You still want to go to the beach?" He asked and I nodded.

 "Good because I've been looking at your bathing suits from bora bora in my trunk for the last 6 weeks and want to see you use one." He winked and I giggled, grabbing my cup and my phone from the table. 

Harry's arm pulled me to his side and he rested his hand on my ass like always. He had an obsession which was fine by me. My hand slipped around his waist as I held him tightly. 

I could feel that woman from earlier following us but I didn't pay her any mind. We drove to the beach and I changed in the car, slipping my bikini on then my normal clothes. Harry just changed his pants before we got out. 

We walked through the pier with my hand in his. "Want to go ride the rides?" He asked me, looking down at me. "Now?" "Now." He nodded and I smirked. "You're trying to get me up there so I can hold your hand."

 "I'm not letting you get on the big rides, of course. You're pregnant baby but I mean like the ferris wheel and the bumper cars. Maybe the swings and the dragon." "Sounds like a date." I smiled at him and he pressed a soft kiss to my lips. 

"Where to first?" "I want to kick your ass at bumper cars Styles." "You're a Styles too, in case you forgot." "I'd never forget." I smiled softly at him and we stood in line for the ferris wheel. I got in the blue car across from Harry's and put on my seatbelt. 

"You're going down." I mouthed and he chuckled. "Bet." He mouthed and I could only giggle. The carts started and I stepped on the gas, driving towards Harry who bumped into me. I squealed as I backed up and I did too, bumping into a stranger before my husband bumped into me. 

"Hey!" I squealed and drove forward and bumped him into a corner. I kept bumping into him repeatedly until the game ended. 

"In your face Styles." I cheered happily before he threw me over his shoulder. "Easy now, love, you don't want to damage your ego when I kick your ass in go-karts." He smirked and pressed a kiss to my lips before setting me down. 

"Is that a challenge?" "Baby, it's a fact." He rolled his eyes and my mouth fell opened. "Bet." I stuck my hand out and he looked at it with a smirk. "Bet. If I win you have to agree to the Paris trip. If I win we still go to Paris." "How does that work?" I took my hand back as he was going to shake it. 

"Fine, name one thing you want." "We are still going to Paris because I know you want to go." I commented and he grinned. "Fine. If I win we stay a month. You win, two weeks." "Deal." I shook his hand and he grinned. 

"Good luck out there Styles." I said with a smirk as we stood in line. "Back at you." He held onto my waist as we waited. I was infront of him and was leaning back into his chest. 

"I love you. Good luck, don't get hurt." I said while leaning my head back. "I love you too, don't you dare hurt yourself." "I won't if you don't cry when I kick your ass." His eyes widened at my banter. 

"Holy shit. What the fuck have you done with my wife?" He asked and tapped my ass as we were lead to our karts. I got in the one next to his and we drove to the start line. 

We waited for the green light before I stepped on the gas, driving through the curves. I was on Harry's ass. He fucked up by doing a wide turn so I was able to slip infront of him, hearing profanities leave his lips as I kept my pace infront of him through the rest of the game which made me happy. 

"It's my off day." Harry defended, grabbing my waist and helping me out the go kart. "Right baby. Sure. Okay." I winked slowly at him making him laugh. 

We went on the swings before heading over to the beach, swimming around for a little bit before eating some pizza then heading back to the car. 

"You know what's funny." I asked, intertwining my hand in his. "Hmm?" He looked at me and I looked up at him. "You asked me to marry you the same day you officially asked me to be your girlfriend. We never officially dated for long but we should go on more dates like this." He smiled at me. 

"I knew you were the one back then now look at us. Billionaires, beautiful house. Beautiful couple. Expecting our first baby together. Two beautiful goddaughters and a shit load of nieces and nephews. We have a beautiful life baby." 

"I know, I don't regret this." 

"You shouldn't. We'll go on more dates. You know the reason we didn't go on them for the past few weeks." I looked at him confused and he sighed. 

"We got married. Went to Bora Bora on a family trip. Got back, you left for work for a week. You came back, my family was here. We were busy trying for a family, working, building a relationship with mine and just learning to be married. We haven't had time which is okay but things are settling down. My family moved into their own house. Your siblings are giving us privacy, the guys too. We have more time together now that things have happened so we'll be a bit happier." He winked at me and I smiled up at him. 

We opened the trunk and changed into our normal clothes. Harry ensured no one stared at me while I changed and vice versa. "Ready for our movie?" Harry asked and I nodded happily. 

"Don't get scared on me." "I will not." "Tomorrow I'm taking you shopping. Anything that pretty little heart wants you can have." 

"Tomorrow's thanksgiving weekend, baby. Everywhere's closed."

 "Oh shit. I forgot. Where are we going this year?"

 "My mom's place. Your family's going too." "It's going to be fun." He said enthusiastically. "Be nice." "I love your family but I wanted to spend the day with you." "You have the rest of your life to spend with me. I promise, after tomorrow I'll be yours." 

"We need to go to Paris soon." "We will, most likely for the new years." "We can go to Disney over there." "I can't get on any of the rides baby, I'll be huge by then." "Fuck." He mumbled as we drove to the drive in. 

"Well, where do you want to go?" "We can go to Paris because I know you're dying to go." "I want to go to the most romantic city in the world with my wife. I want to spoil you." "You already do." "Not without you arguing with me. The only reason you don't do it now is because we share a joint bank account. If we didn't you'd be throwing fits left and right." I laughed at him as he parked in the center of the lot and he opened the trunk. 

"I'll be back. I'm going to get the popcorn." He pressed a kiss on my lips before lifting me by my waist and setting me in the trunk. I began moving things around, creating a little bed for us with the various blankets we had back here. I used our jackets from the trip as pillows. 

"Hey beautiful." A man slurred when he saw my butt when I leaned in the trunk to fix a few things. I ignored him and he tried to touch me but I pushed him back.

"Stop. I'm married." "I don't see anybody guarding that beautiful, rocking hot bod of yours." "Stop! If my husband sees you he'll kill you." "Hmm. Who's your husband?" He smirked, pinning me to the car but I pushed him back. 

"Harry Styles." His face twisted in horror. "You're bluffing." "Keep touching me and you'll see if you see another day." I said and Harry walked over. 

"What can I do you for?" Harry asked, handing me the popcorn. The man turned pale white and stumbled off. 

"Did he touch you?" "Yeah but I-" "He's dead." "Harry." I pulled his arm back and looked at him. "He touched you baby. You really think I'm letting that slide?" 

"Baby. I'm yours. Yours alone. You're my husband, my best friend and my everything. Why would you throw our perfect day away for some drunken prick?" I asked softly, wrapping my arms around his torso as he sighed. 

"Fine. Next man who touches you though is dead." 

"I understand." I pressed a kiss to his lips before he climbed into the trunk with me. We laid down and we made out for a few minutes until the movie started. 

The entire movie consisted of me hiding in Harry's chest and him chuckling and calling me cute. I was really freaked out by the movie that I legit watched it from Harry's chest. He would shush me when I would squeal and hide. 

"It's a movie baby. You're safe. I love you. Daddy's got you." He whispered in my hair and I just held him tighter. 

The movie ended and the little mermaid came on, resulting in me singing along to the music. My husband only laughed as I knew every word to the entire film. 

"Ready?" Harry asked as the movie finished. "Yes." "Dinner or home?" He asked and I looked at him. "I'm really full." "It's okay. Me too." He winked and stared at me. 

"Ice cream." We both said in usion before laughing. "This is why I married you." He said and I giggled, letting our date drag on before we ended up at home afterwards. I made sure he knew how appreciative I was of his date by keeping him up all night with sexual favors and sexual requests.