14th Febuary (Harry Styles one shot)

Thinking her all-too-perfect boyfriend Harry Styles had completely forgotten about Valentine's Day, Sky finds herself on a plane to 'New York' being convinced it was for a concert. Little did she know what was coming next...

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1. I love you.

"Happy Valentine's Day my love." Harry whispered into my hair, his arms firmly around my waist, squeezing it ever so often. "Harry- this is just... Amazing." I breathed, hardly being able to process the thoughts roaming around my head. Here I was, on a private cruise ship, with the one and only person I could ever dream of being with. "I have something to show you."

As he lead me back into the boat, sitting me comfortably onto the bench-couch against the wall, he quickly grabbed his guitar and faced me.

Strange maze, what is this place?
I hear voices over my shoulder,
Nothing's making sense at all.
Wonder, why do we race?
When everyday we're runnin' in circles,
Such a funny way to fall.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I'm hopin' for a chance to make it alright.

When I wake up,
The dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face,
And know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you, woah.

...

My heart had jumped out of my chest. The fact that his voice was probably the most angelic thing on this living earth, he didn't fail to make my favorite song start my heart racing. "That was the cheesiest, most romantic thing you have ever done, and I love you so much." I told him, our lips meeting and sending that oh-so-familiar spark running up and down my spine. "Marry me." He said, all seriousness in his voice. "Yes."

~ A Year Later ~

Skylar's POV.

"Good morning." He murmured, his soft brown curls falling onto his face. "Morning." I smiled, hoping he hadn't forgotten this year. "Guess what day it is tomorrow?" I teased, running my fingers through his hair. "Thursday?" He answered, completely oblivious. I felt my lips curl into a frown as I stared at my husband. He didn't seem to notice as he got out of bed, completely ignoring the face I was pulling.

"Come on love, we have to get packing. The lads and I have a concert in New York tomorrow. We leave tonight." He informed me, going straight into the bathroom after. I groaned and lay onto my back, staring at the ceiling in frustration.

1. He had forgotten Valentine's Day

2. He is completely oblivious to the fact that our anniversary is also tomorrow

and 3. We have to fly to New York for one of his concerts. Not that it surprised me.

I have nothing against him living his dream. Not to mention the fact that I absolutely loved New York. But I was hoping we were to do something romantic... Heck, we've been married for a year and he still can't tell when I'm mad? You're not serious.

I huffed, finally rolling out of the bed. I grabbed our blue suitcase, deciding on sharing one instead of dragging two of these all the way to the plane. That didn't end very well the last time. I packed all the necessary things, mostly warm things, and some fancy clothes for when the boys, myself, Dani, El, and Perrie would all go out for a celebration dinner after every major concert. This one seeming like a big one.

When Harry came out of the bathroom, I chose to ignore him. Still being slightly mad at him. I stalked into the bathroom, ignoring the looks of curiosity across his face. Until he realizes what he's done, I shall not speak a word. After a fairly long hot shower, I step out, wrapping myself in a dark blue towel and exit the bathroom.

I slipped into my skinny jeans, a floral top, and my plain black flats. I haven't changed from the 20 year old girl I was last year, I was still in love with Harry, and I was still dressed up in the casual college clothes I would always wear without fail.

I glanced at myself in the mirror, my pale blue eyes seemed to be shining brighter today, and my brown hair was softer, more carefree. I brushed through it, untangling the non-existing knots, then applied some eyeliner and lip gloss. I never was one to wear makeup.

"Time to go!" Harry called from the door, we were meeting up with the boys for lunch. I was silently praying El, Dani, and Perrie would be there, but it was unlikely.

When we arrived at Nandos, the first thing I noticed was how hard the air-condition at the front door was blowing. "Bloody cold." I mutter bitterly to myself as I quickly made my way into the restaurant. I should have worn a bloody jacket.

The whole meal consisted of the normal conversations you'd see one direction and their girlfriends having, though I was almost certain they would eventually bring up the subject of Valentine's Day... But they didn't... Did everyone forget what day it was tomorrow? I refrained myself from sighing aloud and just sat there, laughing occasionally at the jokes that were made at the table.

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Harry had received a text, telling him where the private jet was situated. The whole drive there was silent, apart from my constant groans of pain from the headache that was slowly forming. Maybe it was because I had been frowning so much lately, or the fact that I was still slightly mad at Harry. Call me stubborn, but no way in hell am I reminding him. Sue me.

Once we boarded the plane, I was instantly confused as to why the other boys were no where in sight. "Are they running late?" I asked Harry, refusing to meet his eye. He seemed to panic for a moment before he shook his head. "Er yeah. But Paul says if they don't get here by 8 we leave without them..." He explained, though there was something about the way he said it that made me so skeptical...

I brushed it off, going over to one of the couches and grabbing myself some gummies and a dr. pepper. I felt the seat beside me sink slightly, as Harry sat. I checked my wristwatch, my eyes widening at the time. 7:55. This isn't right... Liam is never late, always punctual to the last minute. So why were they all running so late.

"Looks like the lads are gonna have to catch another flight." Harry shrugged, not having a care in the world. Alright, something is definitely up...

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After the not-so-long flight, we finally arrived, although something was off. The atmosphere didn't feel like New York... It felt so foreign. Soon I felt something being tied around my eyes, covering them from any sight possible. "I have a surprise for you..." Harry whispered into my ear, shivers running rapidly down my spine. "Dammit Harry you and your surprises..." I grumbled as he led me down the steps, making sure I didn't trip.

It wasn't long before I felt myself being put into a car, the engine soon riving to life. "I hate you." I whispered to Harry, though I couldn't help but let myself smile. "I know you don't." Harry chuckled, his soft lips coming in contact with my cheek. Oh god don't blush! Don't blush! Don't-

"Awe you're blushing." Harry cooed, kissing me again on the cheek. "Git." I grumbled, crossing my hands over my chest.

The ride was actually pretty long. I was starting to get pretty fidgety. "How much longer?" I moaned to Harry, aimlessly moving my hand to find his. I finally found it, intertwining them together. "Soon." He told me, quite amused at how antsy I was getting. "You're no fun!" I whined.

I felt the car come to a stop, jolting me forward slightly, only to be held back by Harry. "Woah there." His voice was hoarse and sexy, making my stomach do flips. Oh Lord. "Alright let's go." I could just imagine the smug look on his face. I feel bad for blind people... It's horrid not being able to see...

I was led some where, it let like a lift. "Not long now." Harry informed me, kissing me on the forehead. I smiled, gripping tighter on his hand. I heard a ding, then we walked out. "Ready?" I nodded slowly, my arms slightly cold. "Here." And I felt a leather jacked being slipped onto me. "This is mine isn't it?" I guessed, since the sleeves seemed to fit perfectly. "Indeed."

He peeled the blindfold off, painfully slow, only to reveal the gorgeous sights of the one and only city of love... Paris. At night. "No way... This isn't- is it?" I turned to see Harry smiling like a mad man, his dimples prominent. "It is as it seems." He answered cockily, making me internally groan. "Cocky bastard." I jested, a smile crawling onto my face. "But you love me." He whispered into my ear, his arms snaking around my waist. "Yes, that I do."

I turned around in his arms, and kissed him. It was passionate, soft, and I loved every part of it. No matter how many times we kissed, there would be that spark, and the tingling sensation that would run down my spine.

"I want to show you something." He murmured, Déjà vu much? He sat me down at the table that had been set up for two, then grabbed a guitar from God knows where, and slowly started strumming.

Stay with me, baby stay with me,
Tonight don't leave me alone.
Walk with me, come and walk with me,
To the edge of all we've ever known.

I can see you there with the city lights,
Fourteenth floor, pale blue eyes.
I can breathe you in.
Two shadows standing by the bedroom door,
No, I could not want you more than I did right then,
As our heads leaned in.

Well, I'm not sure what this is gonna be,
But with my eyes closed all I see
Is the skyline, through the window,
The moon above you and the streets below.
Hold my breath as you're moving in,
Taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.

Stay with me, baby stay with me,
Tonight don't leave me alone.
She shows me everything she used to know,
Picture frames and country roads,
When the days were long and the world was small.

She stood by as it fell apart,
Separate rooms and broken hearts,
But I won't be the one to let you go.

Oh, I'm not sure what this is gonna be,
But with my eyes closed all I see
Is the skyline, through the window,
The moon above you and the streets below.

Hold my breath as you're moving in,
Taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.

Don't run away...
And it's hard to love again,
When the only way it's been,
When the only love you knew,
Just walked away...
If it's something that you want,
Darling you don't have to run,
You don't have to go ...

Just stay with me, baby stay with me,

Well, I'm not sure what this is gonna be,
But with my eyes closed all I see
Is the skyline, through the window,
The moon above you and the streets below.
Hold my breath as you're moving in,
Taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.

Oh, I'm not sure where this is gonna go,
But in this moment all I know
Is the skyline, through the window,
The moon above you and the streets below.
Hold my breath as you're moving in,
Taste your lips and feel your skin.
When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.

"Why do you always have to be such a cheesy bastard?" I questioned, joking slightly though I have to admit there definitely was a little build up of tears in my eyes. "I'm only cheesy for you." I winked and set the guitar down, walking to where I was. "I bet you thought I forgot Valentine's Day."

I felt my face flush as I tried my best to hide my face. "Maybe..." I mumbled embarrassed. "If it involves you, there's nothing in the world I would forget. Ever." His smile softened and we leaned in, my spine tingling as I felt his breath on my nose.

"Harry?" My eyes were closed and I heard him murmur a soft "Yeah?" My lips slowly formed into a smile as the words rolled off my tongue. "I love you."

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Hi guys! Hope you liked it. I thought it would be fun so well, I entered! I didn't necessarily write this to win, but hey. I had fun :) Love y'all :*

- Sarah xoxo

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