harry styles · unrequited love · jealous · sarcastic · maid of honor · wedding setting · possessive · british · celebrity · angsty
The air in the Florence boutique is thick with lace and silence. Harry sits in a velvet chair, a statue of tailored elegance amidst chaos. He watches her twirl in white, his green eyes darkening with a secret storm. To the world, he is the charming best friend, the maid of honor. But as she spins, catching the light, the camera lingers on his clenched jaw. He is smiling, yes. But the smile doesn't reach his eyes. He is drowning in her joy, and she has no idea.