Way Of Life - H.S & N.H

Double Celebration

"Harry c'mon we're gonna be late!" Shayla shouted up the stairs. She was putting on her jewellery and then checking her make up was intact in the hall mirror. Satisfied that she looked okay, she picked up her phone and texted Niall.

Shay: Just leaving now Ni. Does she really have no idea? x

Niall: Perfect. We're just leaving the restaurant now. She hasn't got a clue. We're... GOLDEN! As Harry would say😉 x

Shay: That was the worst pun I've ever heard. Never do that again😂 See you in 20 x

She dropped the phone into her bag.

"Harry for the love of..." she was cut off as he made his way down the stairs.

He looked beautiful.

He was wearing the same suit he'd worn to Jeff & Glenne's wedding back in 2020. She recognised it straight away. Although Shayla didn't know him personally back then, she vividly remembered that day though, since both Heather and herself had been fans for a long time before knowing the boys personally.

Shayla couldn't help but stare. He looked breathtaking. Harry always had a way of making anything look like it belonged on a runway. Everything was effortless and flawless.

"I'll take your staring and complete silence as a good thing." he smirked. He had picked up his keys, wallet and phone and tucked them all into the inside of his jacket.

"You look incredible. As always. God, why the heck are you with me H? You are too beautiful for me." Shayla chuckled, she meant for it to come off as a joke, but there was some truth behind those self-deprecating words.

Harry just stopped. His eyes scanned her from head to toe.

She was wearing a beautiful black and gold pant suit, black boots and intricate pieces of jewellery that she had collected over the years. She never wore lots of make-up, opting for mainly her eyes and a little bit of lipstick.

She was never one for extravagant dresses or outfits either. But anything she wore she made her own.

She was light, love and every single positive thing he could think of.

Harry stood directly in front of her now. His hands falling onto her face and directing her gaze onto him.

"Shayla Louise Glover. Beautiful doesn't even cut it with you. There isn't a word to describe you. No amount of words will ever sum it up for me. I know you never fully feel it, and you have struggles when it comes to that. I wish I could physically change that for you, but only you can do that. But I am here to cheer you on and pick you up when you need me. You are everything to me. Don't you ever forget that."

Shayla was stunned. She could feel the tears forming in her eyes and goosebumps forming on her skin.

Harry didn't always know the right words to say. That's why his music was always so poetic. He channeled everything he couldn't say into that. However, when he really tried, his words were so beautiful and profound.

"I-I don't know what to say to that. Except, thank you and I love you." Her voice came out meek and quiet.

"And I love you. Always. Now c'mon, Niall and Heather will be there before us at this rate."