44 - Future

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by dearharold

by dearharold

FUTURE

Harry's hands are tightly pressed against my lower back as we swing from one side to the other, not really dancing, just moving around. We are currently at the wedding of Jay, Louis' mother.

It is already late so it is slowing getting dark outside but the bright lamps coat the dusk in a dim light. Everything is beautifully decorated.

Harry's chin rests on my head and my forehead is pressed against his bare chest since the first two, three, maybe four buttons are unbuttoned.

"You know that could be us one day." Harry mumbles and I freeze.

"Harry." I warn him. We discussed this a few times already and I told him that I can imagine myself marrying him but not now, that I'm just not ready to take this step at the moment. We are still so young and so much can happen. And what about his career, his fans? He can't be so selfish and decide this above other heads even though it should be his own personal choice.

"I know, I know," Harry says, "You're not ready yet. But just imagine yourself in a pretty wedding gown as I wait for you to walk down the aisle. God, you'd look so beautiful."

Those images put a smile on my face. I lean a bit away from his body so I can look into his sea green eyes which stare back at me. I can see the amusement in his eyes about imagining our wedding day together but I can also the desire for this imagination to come true.

"All those people would congratulate us," Harry continues, "They would congratulate me for being able to call the most beautiful woman my wife. I'd be the luckiest guy on earth if you became my wife."

"I love you, Harry, I really do." I tell him and press my lips against his. We don't have to be married to each other to enjoy our love, to savour every second of it. We don't have to be married to show people that we are in love.

"I know you do and I love you too, so much, Y/N." Harry whispers against my lips and then pulls away only to swirl me around.

"One day, baby, one day we're gonna have our own wedding day and everyone's gonna envy me because you're mine, only mine." Harry breathes and pecks my lips one more time. I lean my head against his chest again and Harry tightens his grip around my body.

One day.

i wrote this quickly so idk how to feel about it