"So what you're saying is we won't be able to have the wedding for over a year?" I asked making sure that's what he was telling me.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. But with the new album having just been released, tour was inevitable and I knew I wouldn't have been able to go into the next tour without knowing you'd be mine."

"I understand. It's all right, then we'll have plenty of time to make it perfect. And this way if it's after tour we'll have as much time as we want for our honeymoon." I snuggled closer to Harry, our faces less than an inch apart. He closed the space between us. His tongue making it's way into my mouth. He tasted good, I leaned into it more wanting to taste more of him.

My leg swung around his body so I could sit on his lap. His hands pressed into my back pulling me closer to him. My nails gently scraped at his scalp as my fingers ran through his hair.

The honeymoon was one of the things we'd been waiting for, for a very long time.

It wasn't something that came quickly in our relationship, but it had come up within the first six months of being together.

The sex talk.

We'd both wanted it, but I wouldn't until I was married. I knew it sounded cheesy, I knew it was cheesy, but I wasn't going to sleep with Harry even though he was Harry Styles.

That's probably why people thought it was so weird that Harry and I were together.

"But she's christian." I heard people tell him. "She wont have sex with you till she's married." More people would say to him when they thought I couldn't hear.

When his hands fell from my back my lips fell from his as it travel up and down his neck. His fingers played with the hem of my shirt, lifting it a bit. We both waned more, and that's why we could wait for our honeymoon.

"I love you, but we can't go any further..." He lifted my chin looking into my eyes. Lately he'd be the one to end things when they were heading too far. I would have ended it... just I would have drawn it out a little longer.

"Do you know when tour will end?" I asked changing the subject back to what we were talking about before we started wrestling with our tongues. He went scrolling through his phone, for his calender I guessed.

"We get back on the 26th of May."

"When do you leave?" Our hands were together.

"In a month."

"So July?"

"June 30."

"Are you excited?"

"I am, but you know I don't want to be away from you."

"Well the summer is coming, which means youth
group will cease to happen, now that doesn't mean I won't have a job to do over the summer, but if you'll have me I can come on tour for a while." A smile grew on his lips.

"Really?" I nodded to answer his question.

"So you get back on the 26th of May." I took a deep breath before asking my next question. "Do you want to set a date for the wedding?"

"June second." I stated without taking much time to think about it. "That's really soon after you get home." I said after thinking about it.

"We'll manage, I don't want to wait any longer." He defended. We kissed again. June second would be the day I'd officially be Mrs. Styles.
"So it's settled. June second."

Notes

all right, so I've had lots of troubles with the next like hundred chapters and that's kind of why I haven't updated everyday, but yeah. I really am trying. I added a part to the plot and it makes things really difficult.
Got any guesses what it is? Let me know in the comments, also it's about to get a bit crazy... that was kind of clue...... kind of not really. All right so I'm just babling now...
also!
Sorry this chapter was kind of short.