Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
description: Mitch and Sarah get married and Harry has never felt more certain about your forever together.
word count: 2.4k
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Mitch and Sarah had been adamant about a simple wedding. They did not want extravagant gowns, expensive meals, or lavish gifts; and they had no interest in renting an exclusive venue or hiring a costly musician. The couple's only wish was to be surrounded by their absolute favourite people to celebrate the magic of unconditional love.
And on the day of the wedding, Y/N curiously watches as her boyfriend of three years dresses himself in preparation for the ceremony. Sitting on the edge of their shared bed, Harry slides his hands through his tousled curls in an attempt to tame the messy locks.
"Harry, love, I know they said to dress casually, but don't you think a striped sweater is a little too casual?"
Harry lightly chuckles at his girlfriend's teasing. "This day wouldn't be happening if it weren't for me, so I reckon I can wear whatever I'd like."
Y/N crawls down the length of the bed and kneels behind Harry, draping her arms over him and slipping her hand underneath his shirt. She rubs her hands along his toned chest before dipping her head to press a gentle kiss upon his neck, feeling the chill from his chain necklace against her lips. She then lifts her mouth to his ear, allowing her hot breath to crash against his skin. "You're sexy as hell no matter what you wear."
A confident smirk pulls Harry's lips upwards. He cocks his eyebrow in curiosity before turning his head so that he can scan over his girlfriend's half-clothed body. "Well, I'm particularly fond of you wearing nothing."
Y/N glances at his lips before moving towards him, closing the distance between them. Harry, knowing that he will not be able to resist her, promptly pecks his lips to hers before gently removing himself from her embrace.
"Don't tempt me unless you don't want to see the outside of this bedroom for the next few days," Harry says, biting down on his bottom lip at the mere thought of it. Knowing that he is not teasing, a bolt of electricity shoots through Y/N's body. It wouldn't be the first time that they'd lock themselves in the bedroom. "But considering that I'm the best man for this damn wedding, I don't think Mitch will be too happy with me not being there."
She teasingly sighs before allowing herself to fall backwards, her body crashing into the fluffy white sheets covering their bed. She presses her fingers to her lips and extends them towards him. His eyes graze over her body, causing a pleased smile to play on his lips at the sight of his stunning girlfriend. "I really hate Mitch right now."
Y/N shrugs her shoulders. "You'll just have to make it up to me, I suppose."
