Flower Bouquet || h.s
"Harry, I'm going to catch that damn bouquet." The curls in his hair bounced as he turned my way. A dimple formed on his cheek while he smirked. That slight, mischievous twinkle shined through in his green eyes. "I'm going to catch that bouquet and I'm going to marry the man of my dreams." He chuckled.
"You might need a boyfriend first love." Just hearing him say boyfriend made my stomach do flip flops and the beat of my heart become irregular.
"Oh I'll get a boyfriend. I just gotta catch that bouquet. Watch me Styles."
I caught the bouquet, but when I turned around to look for Harry at the table I found his arm slung around his girlfriend and their lips attached in feverish passion. All of my excitement faded away.
She was hopelessly in love with her best friend who just so happened to have the sweetest girlfriend.