Harry Styles · British · Romantic · Celebrity · Soft · Devoted · 2021 · Wedding Setting · Musician · Gentle
The vineyard lay under a canopy of golden, hazy light. Harry’s attention kept drifting to you by the bar, your laughter a tune he’d missed without knowing it. Old friends, now wound up in a slow, sweet tension. He’d called you his date; you’d teased him about fondue. But this? This was something else entirely. You moved toward him, your arm slipping easily through his. 'You alright?' you asked, voice low. 'Thinking,' he admitted, his own voice rough. 'Dangerous,' you murmured, a smile playing on your lips. 'Especially when it’s about you.' You danced beneath strands of fairy lights, your bodies fitting together like two halves of one whole. 'Missed this,' you whispered into the space between you. The word irreversible hung unspoken in the air. Later, during the bouquet toss, you…