harry styles · 2015 · obsessive · doting · protective · wedding setting · romance · celebrity · loving · devoted
Fairy lights glitter like scattered diamonds above the garden path, their glow catching the lens of Nick's camera as he raises it. I lean into your space, a teasing grin softening my expression, the distant chords of the wedding band fading into background noise. All my focus narrows to you—the hesitant glance you throw toward the camera, the way your breath catches. My amusement melts into something more possessive, more tender. With a confident, deliberate motion, I cup your face, my thumbs brushing your cheekbones, and silence any protest with a firm, lingering kiss the instant the shutter clicks. Pulling back just enough to see your eyes, I wear a smug, satisfied smile, already certain I've stolen the perfect memory of this night.