Little Sips: A Book of One Shots

First Dance [Harry Styles]

A/N: Dedicated to one of my best friends, Lorie. Play "You & Me" by Lifehouse for the full experience.

I hope you enjoy, 

Arabella

The crowd of people attending the wedding separate into smaller groups of two as the song begins to play. The men stand in front of women in a straight line as the women hold out their hands to the men.

Clad in a strapless, bright white dress the bride, Lorie Kim, stands in front of her groom, Harry Styles, with the train of her dress following behind her gracefully. As the song begins, the men step towards their partner to the rhythm of the song and lightly grasp their partners’ outstretched hand. The women pirouette swiftly to meet the hands of their partner. The curly-haired boy’s emerald eyes look deep into the mysterious chocolate ones of the bride’s as their hands finally meet and all eyes in the room are on the two. He smiles at his new wife causing the deep concaves in his cheeks to appear; his wife greets him with an equally large smile. Both of their foreheads are touching as the first verse turns into the chorus and the dance becomes a bit more intense.

Instead of the normal back-and-forth dancing, it turns into a dance where everyone is going around the room in a synchronized circle. From above, the sight is enchanting as if one was watching stars dancing together in the dark night sky. Underneath the indigo sky dotted with white stars and the bright moon, the perfect amount of light strikes the prominent cheekbone of the bride causing the groom to admire her feature. The dancing of everyone but the newlyweds slow down into a calmer dance, while the newlyweds keep up the dance that causes them to gracefully move around the room in a circular motion.

A light breeze passes through the area as the second verse comes to an end causing the dark brown ringlets in the bride’s hair to blow into her face in little wisps. With the pad of his thumb, the groom moves it aside and resumes to smiling back at the girl that he can now call “Mrs. Styles”. The dance slows down towards the end of the chorus and the bride lays her forehead back on her groom’s and whispers words to him that no one else will be able to hear but them.

From the side, there is a girl who shares the same tan complexion and dark hair of the bride yet owns a more youthful look on her face compared to the bride’s. The girl sits there alone at the creamy white tables, waiting for her special man to come along and join her in a dance. Nervously, she taps her bare feet on the ground, since she could not take the pain of the minty heels she was wearing previous to the first dance. The girl’s doe eyes lay on the newlyweds in the center of the room, as they sway together in a slow yet calming motion. She sighs sadly as she continues to look at the two, wishing that it could be her one day.

The bride catches the eye of the lone girl on the side, but her attention is directed back to her groom as he repositions his grip on her hand. She sees the girl flash a sad smile towards her as the bride lays her head softly on the shoulder of the groom’s while the bridge of the song begins.

On the opposite side of the room, another lone girl sits at the tables waiting for her prince to swoop her off her feet. This girl has golden hair that is brighter than any sun in existence. Her blue eyes are alluring yet beautiful and are the same blue as a raging ocean after a year of storms. Unlike the girl with doe eyes, she waits there patiently as if she had been prepared for this to happen. Her blue eyes begin to swell up with tears, but she blinks them away quickly before anyone could notice. It’s not like anyone would notice, though. Everyone was focused on their own partners in the room.

The bridge ends and the bride begin to realize that both of her Maid of Honors has disappeared from their seats at the tables. She flinches lightly, which in turn causes her groom to squeeze her hand lightly in assurance. The groom smiles at her causing his dimples to reappear as his plump, pink lips make contact with her bare forehead. The bride looks at the ground, and then looks back up to see both of her closest friends, dancing with their princes.

The girl with doe eyes sways silently with a man with slick black hair and honey eyes. There is a light smile cast upon her face causing dimples of her own to appear as the man whispers sweet words to her. Sometimes she would blush furiously, and others would cause her to look shyly at the ground as if she had been embarrassed in a sweet way.

Then, the bride spots the girl with golden hair waltzing with a man of equally blue eyes but hair that is just a few shades lighter than the groom’s. The two seem to be laughing together, with glee written all over their faces. As the bride and her groom twirl around slightly, the groom catches the eyes of the man with honey eyes and the man dancing with the girl with golden hair. The two men flash the groom a smile and a quick thumbs up behind the back of the two girls and resume back to their dancing.

The song comes to a silent and slow ending and the groom looks down to his wife and smiles at her before kissing her forehead for the second time that night. If one were close enough, they would be able to see his plump lips moving slightly as they remain there on her forehead. And, if one were that close, they would be able to hear the sweet words whispered to the bride from the groom.

“I love you, forever and always.”