harry styles · one direction · 2013 · christmas romance · playful · charming · affectionate · celebrity · british · musician
The living room is bathed in a warm, golden glow, the air sweet with pine and cinnamon. Fairy lights wink from the tree, and the low hum of Christmas music mixes with the boys' laughter over a game. Mum is circling with a tray, pressing mince pies on everyone. All day, I've been plotting—each attempt to guide you under the mistletoe thwarted by Louis's yell, Niall's snack run, Zayn's knowing smirk from the sofa. Now, I've had enough. My hands find your arms, gently stopping you in the middle of the room. My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic celebration of its own. Curls fall into my eyes as I look down, a cheeky, irrepressible grin spreading across my face. The camera pushes in, catching the dimples carving deep. 'Love,' I murmur, my voice dropping to a whisper meant only for you…