One Shots ~ Harry Styles [ON HOLD]

Brit Awards

The one where you and Harry are going to the Brit Awards separately and when he wins an award he calls you back up to stand next to him.

"Baby, hurry up! Our cars are here!" My husband yells at me. "I'm on the stairs, hun!" I yell back. When I reach the end of the stairs his jaw drops. "Em, baby, you look fucking amazing." He says. I smile and twirl around. His eyes are going up and down over my body. I wear a red dress with a low cut at the back and a split maybe a little too high. I take the last step forward and lean in to grab a kiss. The moment his lips land on mine I smile. He grabs my waist to pull me closer. My hands sneak towards his hair and I softly pull his hair. He lets out a groan and I pull away. "As much as I love kissing you and wanting to continue this, we have to go." I tell him. "But we have to separate at this point. I don't want to baby." My love whines. "I know baby, one more week remember? Then we screw over management." I tell him. He smiles, already liking the idea of an angry management after us. I poke one of his dimples and place a little kiss on his nose. He scrunches his nose and I call him out for being too adorable  

The reason we aren't public is mainly because my management wants me to date someone else. I refused immediately and since then I have a feud with them. I never got the chance to leave since I had a 5-year contract with them. But I managed to find another one and without my now management knowing we got lawyers involved. They managed to get me out early and within a week I can openly date Harry without keeping him a secret. "I hate them Em." He tells me. He has been through some shit with me because of them. I am really grateful for him that he stayed by my side when he also could've walked away. He is my absolute everything and I can't live without him anymore. I see that my chauffeur is opening my car door as a sign for me to leave Harry and see him again at the award show.

"I love you okay! I'll be there cheering for you." I tell him. "I know Em, I know. I just really want you next to me." He tells me. My heart aches for him and I just give him a hug. "It's going to be okay." I murder against his neck. We stay like this until one of the cars honk at us. I give him a quick kiss and leave for my car. "I love you!" He yells at me. I smile and close the door. When we arrived at the red carpet I see Harry getting out of his car. He turns his head to me and gives me a small smile. I return it and look away. "Emma! Can you pose for us please?" I hear the paparazzi yell. I nod and pose for them. Harry is just standing a few steps away from me and it's so frustrating. I see him teasing me by being extra cute on the red carpet. He walks to me, it looks like he is just being a supportive nominee, which he is. He hugs me and tells me that he loves me again. I smile and lay my neck in the crook of his neck and give him a soft kiss. We let go and part ways again.  After a couple of photos, I'm done with my red carpet and take a seat two tables away from my loving husband.

I'm here because of my nomination for the best new songwriter. It's funny really, since I only have written one song in my entire life but hey, I'm not complaining. Harry's nominated for 'best album' and 'best solo artist'. I'm so proud of him. I sit at my table with a glass of straight up only tequila when the host of the night, Jack Whitehall, sits next to Harry. I see a glass standing there and while I'm blinking Jack sips the drink in it. "What is this? Is this tequila? He's gone off the road guys." He tells the camera. I laugh loudly at this knowing he only did it because I'm in the same room as him. Apparently Jack heard my laughter and walks over to me. I see Harry giving me a wink and laugh. "So, Emma, you were laughing because I was chocking on tequila." He tells me. I nod and laugh even more. "So tell me, Emma, what is your to-go drink?" He asks. "You'll laugh and tell me I'm insane." He shakes his head and encourages me to go on. "I like to drink tequila, with nothing in it. Just tequila." I tell him. His eyes widen in surprise and his jaw drops a little. "You are insane Emma, who deals with you when you are wasted because of freaking tequila?"I shy away when he asks me that question and just avoid it.

I didn't win the award, but that's okay. The last category is "best solo artist" and Harry is one of the nominees. "And the winner is... Harry Styles!" The guy says. We get up and applaud him. Harry passes my table and without any warning, he hugs me and takes my hand and pulls me along. "What the hell are you doing H?" I ask him in a low voice. He either didn't hear me or he just ignores me. When we arrive at the main stage he pulls me next to him and says thanks to some people. I zone out not really caring what he says. "And at last I want to thank someone who was really there for me. In my highest and lowest parts of my life." He tells them and I snap out of my thoughts. "Emma, baby, you've been there for every moment of my life for the past 5 years. You are a great inspiration and I can't thank you enough." He tells me. I look at him in awe and smile. I lean into his side and he wraps his arms around me. "I've never been this lucky in my entire life. I could've won thousands of awards in the next years to come, but I could have never been as happy to take them home as I'm with you. I'm one lucky bastard that I can say that I am indeed taking you home at the end of this night and many nights to come." He tells me. I'm starting to wonder the hell he wants to go with this, but it's pretty clear when he starts speaking again. "Emma, I vowed to you to be the best I can be. To be there in love and health but most importantly to be there when you need me there. I can't say this enough but I really appreciate all you've done to me as my best friend, as my girlfriend and most of all, as my wife. You have made me the luckiest guy in the entire world when you said yes to my proposal. I love you, I just want to say much more but the words can't come out." He says to me. I lean into him and peck his lips. "I love you." I tell him and he smiles at me, a blush rising to his cheeks. When he is done talking, obviously a lot of people started talking about us coming out that we are married. And my management started to call me, but I hang up, wanting to enjoy my night with Harry.