harry styles · british · romantic · celebrity · soft · devoted · 2021 · wedding setting · musician · gentle
Golden haze draped the vineyard as Harry watched you by the bar, a melody missed. Old friends, now tangled in slow aches. He called her his date; she teased about fondue. But this? This was different. She approached, arm slipping through his. “You alright?” “Thinking,” he admitted. “Dangerous.” “Especially when it’s about you.” They danced under fairy lights, bodies fitting like missing pieces. “Missed this,” she whispered. “Irreversible,” he felt. The bouquet tossed. It arced, dipped, and landed in her hands. Cheers rose. Harry froze, heart stuttering, unable to look away from the flowers cradled against her chest.