Harry Styles and his wife Elizabeth celebrate their lives together through a series of short stories that weave in and out of time as you experience their love before, during, and after being blessed by children. The stories are a variety of fluff...
"I'll be seeing you..." The beautiful voice of Billie Holiday pours through the speakers of Harry's black Range Rover.
"What are you doing?" I giggle in shock as Harry throws the car in park in the middle of the road and pushes pause on the song. He doesn't answer me. Jumping out of the car, he runs around the front of the vehicle and opens my door.
"Come on." Grabbing my hand, Harry pulls me out and around the car.
"Harry. What is going on?" I'm confused as he leads me into a field of beautiful orange poppy flowers. Harry showed up this morning looking adorably cute in his torn black skinny jeans, white tee shirt and pink bandanna around his neck. He was almost giddy with excitement, bouncing on his toes as he explained we were going to one of his favorite spots in LA for our second date. We drove for about an hour and a half until he randomly stopped at this poppy field.
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"Trust me. Stay right here." Harry holds his hand up before running back to the car. The volume is turned up and the song has started over. The piano begins to play as Harry jogs towards me. "Will you dance with me?" His face is so tender and sincere that I don't wait a second to answer.
"I would love to." I reply. Resting my hand on his shoulder, I relax when his arm is placed on my waist. My body tingles at the closeness when he draws me closer, clasping our hands together. His fingers are warm against mine; his thumb rubbing softly against my skin in the same rhythm as our rocking back and forth.
I'll be seeing you In all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces All day and through In that small cafe The park across the way The children's carousel The chestnut trees The wishing well
Harry sings softly along with the music that is being pumped through the valley of beauty that was created just for us.
"I love this movie." I say gently after he spins me and guides me back into his embrace. His arms feel safe; I am protected and calm with them around my body.
"The Notebook is one of my favorites." He hums against my temple. "You know, I've always wanted to do this. Dance like Noah and Allie. To this song." His breath brushes across my skin, and I feel tingles erupt like bumblebees who have swarmed after their hive has been attacked.
"I've always hoped I would be able to experience a type of love like theirs." I say. The music continues in the background as our chests come close to touching. The sway of our dancing is sweet and the moment tender. The pause after my comment feels like I confessed something that isn't really second date material, until I sense him opening his mouth.
"I love their relationship. Noah and Allie are always honest with each other; they have fun; they overcome the forbidden love; they fight but they always make up, and they have a love that is unconditional. But my favorite thing about Allie and Noah is that even though they had bumps along the way, they loved each other until the end." His thoughts on their relationship are deep, and I long for a love like theirs. "I hope that someday, I can experience a love like that. One that lasts. No matter what." He pulls away from my temple, looking me in the eyes before turning my body around so my back is against his chest.
My body fits against his perfectly as we float back and forth, finishing out the song. His voice sings the final lines, and it makes my heart melt into a massive puddle.
I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you
Harry spins me out before bringing me close one more time for the final move of our little performance. He leans me back, dipping me towards the ground. The move is sexy, until my foot slips and Harry attempts to grab me. His body looks like Bambi learning how to walk as he scrambles to help keep me from hitting the ground.
"Oh sh.. are you okay? Elizabeth. I'm so sorry." We land on the ground, our bodies intertwined, and I burst into a ginormous fit of giggles.
"That was fun." I giggle as we lay surrounded by the beautiful poppy flowers.
"May I kiss you?" Harry asks. His eyes pierce my soul as he asks the simple question. A question I had never been asked before. Typically boys just kiss me. But there is something about him asking that is respectful, sweet, and extremely endearing. I bite my lip before nodding my head yes.
His hand cups my cheek as he steers his face closer to mine. Harry allows his lips to hover, pausing before placing his mouth against mine. Our first kiss begins softly. His lips are warm against mine, and I'm nervous as I feel the need to impress him. His thumb caresses my jaw, and it causes my body to immediately relax. My mouth opens, granting Harry access to explore the uncharted territory. His tongue runs along my bottom lip before it begins to search every inch of my mouth. I'm able to suck his bottom lip, and it pulls softly between my teeth as Harry retracts slightly.
"Hey. I like you." Harry rests his forehead against mine, rubbing our noses together. "I really, really like you." His voice melts my soul like butter in a hot skillet.
"So I guess it's a good thing I like you too?" I smile, closing my eyes as he scoots his body closer to mine.
"Mmm, a very good thing." He replies before taking my mouth in his once again. The fireworks that explode when our lips connect are a bigger show than the 4th of July. Our tastes meld together as we allow our tongues to tangle in a rhythm that follows the beat of the newest Adele song now playing through the speakers.
"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds." I say, quoting my favorite line from the movie as we disconnect for a moment, allowing us to catch our breath. "And Harry, you have awakened my soul."
"Elizabeth, you have planted a fire in my heart." Rolling me over. Harry brings our lips close to each other, hovering, but not touching. "And I can't wait to see if you will by my Allie, and if I will be your Noah." Entwining our lips together, creating a moment that stirs my soul, planting a fire in my heart, bringing a peace to my mind that is unlike any type of serenity I have ever experienced.
