A Fault In The Stars

cahpter fourteen:a honey moon to remember

In the golden light of the morning after their wedding, Louis Tomlinson woke with a sense of contentment and excitement coursing through him. He shifted slightly in bed, careful not to disturb the sleeping form of his husband, Harry Styles, who lay beside him, bathed in the soft glow of dawn.

With a tender smile, Louis watched as Harry slept soundly, his features relaxed and peaceful. In that moment, Louis felt a surge of overwhelming love for the man who had captured his heart so completely.

Careful not to wake Harry, Louis slipped out of bed and made his way to the window, where he gazed out at the breathtaking view of the Bali beach below. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm, golden light over the tranquil waters.

Lost in his thoughts, Louis reached for his phone, intending to check the time. But as he unlocked the screen, he was met with a flood of notifications and messages, all clamoring for his attention.

Curious, Louis scrolled through the notifications, his heart sinking as he came across a series of angry and hateful posts from anti-Larries, decrying their marriage as a sham and accusing them of deceiving their fans.

Feeling a knot form in his stomach, Louis quickly closed the app and set his phone aside, unwilling to let the negativity dampen the joy of their special day. Instead, he focused on the outpouring of love and support from their friends, family, and fellow artists.

Messages from Ed Sheeran, Taylor Swift, and other celebrities flooded his inbox, offering their congratulations and well wishes for a lifetime of happiness together. Their words filled Louis with a sense of warmth and gratitude, reminding him that love would always triumph over hate.

As the morning sun bathed the room in its soft glow, Louis made his way back to the bed, where Harry still slept soundly. With a gentle smile, Louis crawled back under the covers, snuggling close to his husband's side.

Wrapping an arm around Harry's waist, Louis closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of his husband's skin, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the love they shared, strong and unbreakable.

And as they lay together in the quiet stillness of the morning, Louis knew that no amount of negativity or hate could ever diminish the bond they had forged. Together, they would weather any storm, standing side by side, united in love and unwavering in their commitment to each other.

As the morning haze enveloped the room, Harry stirred from his slumber, blinking away the remnants of sleep. He felt the weight of someone's gaze upon him, and when he turned his head, his breath caught in his throat.

There, bathed in the soft light of dawn, stood Louis, looking every bit like a vision of ethereal beauty. His tousled hair framed his face perfectly, and the warmth in his eyes made Harry's heart skip a beat.

"Good morning, love," Louis said softly, his voice like a melody in the stillness of the room.

Harry's lips curved into a tender smile as he reached out to pull Louis closer. "Good morning, my husband," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Louis' lips.

They lingered there for a moment, lost in the sweetness of the moment, before reluctantly pulling apart. Harry wrapped his arms around Louis, pulling him close as they settled into a comfortable embrace.

"We should probably get up and start getting ready," Harry said with a hint of reluctance, knowing that their honeymoon adventure awaited them.

Louis groaned playfully, burying his face in the crook of Harry's neck. "Do we have to? Can't we just stay here forever?"

Harry chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Louis' head. "As much as I would love that, I don't think the rest of the world would appreciate us disappearing on our honeymoon."

With a dramatic sigh, Louis reluctantly pulled away, sitting up in bed and stretching his arms above his head. "Fine, fine. But only because I can't wait to explore Bali with you."

As they got ready for the day ahead, Harry couldn't help but steal glances at Louis whenever he thought Louis wasn't looking. He marveled at how effortlessly beautiful Louis looked in every outfit he tried on, feeling a swell of pride knowing that Louis was his forever.

When Louis emerged in his final outfit, Harry found himself momentarily speechless, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of his husband looking so breathtakingly handsome.

"You look absolutely stunning, Louis," Harry said, his voice filled with awe and adoration.

Louis flushed with pleasure, a shy smile gracing his lips. "Thank you, Harry. You don't look too bad yourself."

Harry grinned, unable to tear his gaze away from Louis. "Shall we, then? Our adventure awaits."

Louis nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement as they set off on their honeymoon escapade, hand in hand, ready to embark on a journey of love, laughter, and endless adventure. Their first stop: the breathtaking island of Nusa Penida, where they would create memories to last a lifetime.

As Harry and Louis arrived at the pristine beach of Nusa Penida, they couldn't help but be mesmerized by the crystal-clear waters and the soft, powdery sand beneath their feet. With laughter and joy in their hearts, they kicked off their shoes and ran towards the water, eager to start their beach day adventure.

"Isn't this place just stunning, Haz?" Louis exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he felt the warm sand between his toes.

"It's absolutely breathtaking, Lou," Harry replied, his gaze fixed on the endless expanse of blue before them. "I'm so glad we chose to come here for our honeymoon."

With a mischievous grin, Harry couldn't resist the urge to reenact a scene from their favorite movie, "The Notebook." "Come here, my love," he said, reaching out to lift Louis into his arms. "I'm going to make you feel like you're flying."

Louis couldn't help but laugh as Harry twirled him around in the shallow water, the sun casting a golden glow over their surroundings. "You're ridiculous, you know that, right?" he teased, his heart fluttering with love for the man who never failed to make him smile.

Their laughter echoed across the beach as they engaged in a playful water fight, splashing and chasing each other like carefree children.

"You're going down, Tommo!" Harry declared, scooping up a handful of water and splashing it in Louis' direction.

"Oh, it's on, Styles!" Louis retorted, ducking and dodging Harry's playful attacks.

But soon, Harry's unfair technique of tickling had Louis surrendering in defeat, his protests drowned out by his laughter.

"Pouting already, Lou?" Harry teased, pulling Louis into a tight hug and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

Louis couldn't stay mad for long, not when Harry looked at him with such adoration and love. "I can never stay mad at you, Haz," he confessed, leaning into Harry's embrace.

With a smile, they made their way back to the shore, where they spent the afternoon building sandcastles and carving their names into a nearby palm tree as a symbol of their everlasting love.

As the sun began to set, they made their way to a beachside restaurant, where they enjoyed a romantic dinner under the stars.

"This has been the perfect day, Harry," Louis said, his voice filled with contentment as they savored their meal.

"It really has, Lou," Harry agreed, reaching across the table to take Louis' hand in his own. "But I have a feeling our night is only just beginning."

Returning to their villa, the tension between them reached a fever pitch, fueled by the desire and longing that had been simmering beneath the surface all day.

"I want you, Louis," Harry whispered, his voice husky with desire as he pulled Louis into his arms.

"I want you too, Haz," Louis replied, his heart pounding in his chest as he melted into Harry's embrace.

(Let your imaginations run wild here ;) )