𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ★

𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬

just a short, sweet, soft oneshot <33
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You walked down the wooden pier, working your way around the photography area of the film premiere. Harry was just about to walk onto the carpet from the canal. You couldn't wait to snap a few shots of him and then finally see him. He'd been filming for months, of course you'd facetimed every couple days, but it still wasn't the same.

You knew he was getting closer and hurried to switch on your camera as you heard countless fans from behind you start screaming. A small, opened roofed boat pulled up to the sheltered pier. The Venice sun was beaming down and it was a gorgeous day. And then you caught a glimpse of harry. the love of your life.

He was decked out in dark navy dress pants, slightly flared at the bottom, his feet in chestnut coloured dress shoes. Around his neck was a light blue bandana, hanging at the perfect length. You could just spot the swallows inked onto his chest, they were peeking out the top of a plain white vest. Over the top was a gorgeous cream blazer, 3 golden buttons down either side, and a gucci patch sewn onto his left sleeve.

His tan from spending numerous days basking in the Italian sun was complimenting the lightly coloured jacket absolutely perfectly. His eyes were covered with hazel tinted sunglasses, his hair beautifully, effortlessly curled in its natural form, slightly over to one side.

And then, he spotted you. out of the at least 20 photographers snapping pictures of him, from left right and centre. He saw you. After what an eternity, he was finally allowed to walk off the carpet, going into a small building beside the pier. He was escorted in by his security team, which he rarely needed, but was crucial for an event of this size.

You winded through groups of people inside the building, there he was. He smiled at you from across the room, his face lighting up as soon as you made eye contact. You ran up to him with open arms, as he welcomed you into a warm embrace. Your head rested against his chest, feeling his hot skin against your cheek. "Hey youu," he whispered against your head, your camera still dangling from your neck.

You broke the hug, smiling up at him, "Hi Harryyy," you giggled as he took your hand in his, taking you elsewhere so you could talk privately.

"I've missed you so much sweetheart," Harry smiled, the exact smile that hadn't left his face since he'd first spotted you.

You gazed at him, "Ohh, how I've missed you too H," you reached up to gently remove his sunglasses. You'd missed his eyes. The same eyes you got lost in every time you saw them. The eyes that made you feel like you were walking through a meadow on a summer evening. The eyes that were just the right shade of green, that shade of green, when the sun hits the water at just the angle and shines through the trees.

"Oi!! cheeky!" he smirked at you, playfully snatching his glasses from your hand, sliding them into the pocket of his jacket.

"Shhhh," you laughed back as he took you in his arms, swaying you about the old stone room, the Venice sunlight shining through the windows.

"Dance with me love," Harry whisked you around, lifting you up although you weighed nothing at all. As light as a feather. His hands were around your waist, guiding your feet over the ground.

He giggled at you, he'd always loved watching
you. It didn't matter what you were doing, all he knew was that he was falling in love with you, more and more each day.

You breathed in his husky scent, vanilla and mahogany swirled around him. Your sweet, lavender perfume was the perfect contrast to his cologne.

"Styles!" One of Harry's security guard's voices came through the wall.

The joy dropped from your face, he had to go back to work, but as you looked up at Harry, he was grinning.

"What?" you whispered, hands on his chest, your eyes darted to the door.

"I'm not going anywhere," Harry smiled at you, his eyes gleaming as he took you off your feet, twirling you around again, "They can cope without me for a couple more minutes,"

Your hair flew behind your back, a wispy laugh escaping your lips. Harry placed your feet back on the floor, your eyes closing as his lips came in contact with yours.

He leaned down, fingers around the small of your waist, gently taking a few steps forward. Your back touched against the wall behind you and Harry deepened the kiss.

Your lips were moving perfectly against each other, in a perfect rhythm. Your hands came up to his chin, caressing the soft skin on his cheek. Harry smiled against you, his plush lips curling up. You let out a soft giggle, hands roaming through his untamed curls. Oh how you'd missed him.