tom holland oneshots

unparalleled love T.H.

tom holland x styles!reader; harry styles (older brother) makes the speech at your wedding

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"If you've heard somewhere that I was your stereotypical protective older brother, well then," Harry jutted out his hip with a sway and silly smirk. His lanky, ring-covered fingers were encased around the glass of wine as he stood up from his seat for everyone in the room to see him. It wasn't everyday his younger sister got married. He laughed before continuing, "Who am I to stop you from believing the truth?" Family and friends laughed around the various tables.

You were seated in your bridal gown (or whatever the fuck you wanna wear at your wedding bcuz you can wear whatever the fuck you want!!) next to Tom, one of his hands intertwined with your own. You tried not to cry again; makeup was a hassle when tears were regular. Harry was sitting across from you, next to the other Harry who happened to be Tom's younger brother. It was a large table, really, considering your family combined with Tom's was one big party.

"When I first heard my sister tell me about this new boyfriend of hers, I was hesitant, of course." He made facial expressions to match his words, laughter arising when provoked. You smiled along with his voice, one you'd grown up loving. "But a couple months later — maybe over a half a year, really — she came to me at like one in the morning looking like a complete mess. I'm talkin' triple hangovers, here." He laughed while you eyed him.

"She came over to tell me she thought she found the man she was going to marry. And me being me," He ran his free hand through his hair with a chuckle. "Well, I wanted to cry. Because that's some serious shit." He laughed again, looking sheepishly at your mom. "Sorry, mum. But it was serious, and it was scary at first too. She cried that night, and so did I, I'll admit," He held a hand up in defense. "And that was the first time I realized how much these two were meant to be together. A few weeks longer, Tom and I went out for drinks. He'll probably deny this later, but Tom is a truth spiller when he's drunk."

Your now husband turned beat red as he looked down sheepishly. Everyone laughed, including you, and you pulled him forward so you could leave a quick kiss on his forehead.

"And that night he told me he'd never met someone quite like my baby sister." You could sense, by his voice, that the waterworks would start soon. "He told me that falling in love was one of the scariest things he'd ever done, but that hitting rock bottom was worth it if it meant being with her only for a little bit." He laughed to try and slow his tears, but he was deemed unsuccessful. "I cried that night too, much like Tom did after throwing up in the toilets for a good hour. That was the second time I knew these two were meant to be together."

You felt Tom squeeze your hand a little tighter, and you squeezed back, making eye contact with his brown orbs, a tearful smile sent his way. He returned it.

"In all my years, I've written over one hundred songs, some about love, some... not so much." Everyone laughed, including you. "But the ones that are about love, are about the kind of love that these two have." He thrusted his drink in the direction of the two of you, gesturing. "This is the kind of love that stories are written about, that songs are inspired by. They have the kind of love that's so unparalleled, so rare, that everyone in the room is at least a little bit jealous. Maybe that's why I cried each time they realized they were meant for each other, because I get to see two people love each other more than I ever thought possible. And no amount of words, or music, even, could fully capture the love these two have." You gasped at your brother's last statement, holding a hand to your heart as a single tear slipped out.

"Here's to Y/N and Tom," Harry raised his glass high up for everyone to see. "And the love they have." Harry took a sip from his glass while everyone clapped and whistled and hollered for your table. For your unparalleled love.