Let’s Do It
“Request for Harry can you write it about Harry And y/n are both famous singers and they elope with nobody knowing plz”
You huffed and pulled the phone away from your ear for a second to take a breath and then you put it back up to your ear, your mother still going on about a coral or mint green colour scheme. The door opened and closed downstairs and you cut your mum off. “Harry just got home, I need to go just now but I’ll text you later and let you know what I decided. I need to get to the studio soon and lay down some vocals for the tracks I’ve chosen for my album so I’ll pop by when I’m doing that,” you said to try and ease her wedding talk, hoping that she’d save it up for that day. You hung up after saying your goodbyes and you sighed.
You and Harry had both gotten engaged 2 years ago after dating for 3 years. You both met at the Brit Awards in 2014 and at first you weren’t sure if the date he had asked you on sounded like a good idea, but you’re glad you said yes since three years after that, he was proposing to you after your show in Paris that he had managed to accompany you to.
Two years after the proposal, just as the wedding seemed to be coming together, just as quickly everything got stressful and blew up. Your parents were constantly on at you giving you ideas and telling you what they had at their wedding, Anne and Robin were calling every few days to see if you had made any decisions. And then with all of the boys and everyone from your backing dancers to writers you work with to your tour team, all who you had gotten friendly with, constantly asking about the wedding it got you worked up and stressed. And although you love everyone who was fussing over the wedding and asking you questions, it was yours and Harry’s wedding.
When Harry found you, you were laying on your bed with a hand over your eyes trying not to let the tears escape. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked as soon as he opened the bedroom door and took a look at you.
“Why do you assume something’s wrong?” You asked and he came to sit on the bed beside where you were lying.
“I’ve been with you for five years, I think I know when your stressed and upset. Tell me what’s wrong,” he smiled softly as you sat up and cuddled into the side of him.
You wrapped your arms around his torso and kissed his jaw. “The wedding. Everyone is on at me to choose what they want and how they want things. Everyone’s asking me questions about the planning and we’re almost done with it but my mums recommending all of these changes and I’m so stressed. I just feel like we’ve lost sight of what this is about. I’m marrying you because I love you, not because of the wedding or the coral table pieces. I wish we would have thought about this more and maybe just had a small wedding. The only thing that’s certain is the dress, tux and rings in our closet and I just wish we could run off and come back Mr and Mrs Styles,” you vented to your fiancé and he pulled you in closer.
“Let’s do it. Let’s pack up your dress, my tux and the rings and go anywhere and elope. Anywhere you want,” he whispered and you looked up at him with wide eyes. “I’m being serious, we’ll call off the wedding in a few weeks and send our marriage announcements. I agree with you, love. Everything’s so hectic and I just want to marry you, I don’t care about a big, fancy wedding,” he smiled and you grabbed his face and placed a kiss onto his lips.
12 hours later you were climbing into a car to take you to the beachfront hotel Harry had booked you both into. You and Harry, during the flight to Tahiti, had organized someone to officiate the marriage on the pink sand beach, a photographer and a videographer.
Once you arrived at the hotel, you grabbed your dress from Harry who was holding it out to you along with your mini little case that held your makeup, hair curlers, shoes, underwear and your veil for the next day. You also stuffed a silk camisole in to sleep in tonight. Harry pulled out his tux bag and the big case that held all of the rest of your clothes for your week-long vacation/honeymoon in Tahiti and his wedding shoes and the rings he was to get to the officiate before tomorrow afternoon.
“I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon when it’s time to get married then,” you smiled and he nodded.
“I love you. I’ll see you when you’re about to become Mrs. Styles,” he said, before pressing a kiss to your lips and you both made your way to your separate rooms for tonight.
It was time. You had been surprised this morning with breakfast from room service along with a note from Harry telling you how excited he was for the day ahead and for you to finally be his wife. He had also surprised you with a necklace that you had had your eye on for a while and also, a make up and hair artist to do your hair and makeup.
Once everything was set up, the woman that done your hair and makeup, helped you into your dress, buttoning it up the back before she left. You smiled as the photographer took a few pictures of you, the videographer had also been here all morning seeing as she was to capture all aspects of the day.
You walked down to the beach, photographer and videographer in tow, and smiled as you seen Harry already waiting for you at the arch of white roses that had been put there for you both to be married at. You smiled as you walked over the sand barefooted and finally reached your fiancé. You could also see a couple of people staring at the two famous faces in front of them, but you didn’t care.
I do. Your two favourite words. You couldn’t believe you were finally married to the love of your life. And although your parents weren’t here, they’d be able to watch the video, and they’d have pictures, and you’d even hold a small ceremony for your parents, Harry’s and his sister when you got home.
Seeing as there was no reception, you both just made your way up to the suite that Harry had booked for your remaining time in Tahiti and smiled as the videographer and photographer took a few pictures.
You pulled your phone out of your bra making Harry laugh and asked the photographer to take a picture of the two of you going upstairs. He did so and you smiled at it when he handed you it back. As soon as you got into the suite, the video and photography was done. This was now your time to spend together as husband and wife.
ONE WEEK LATER
“This is it,” you whispered to Harry outside of his parents house. He nodded and you both walked in hand in hand to find everyone special there. The boys, your parents, Harry’s parents, his sister, your grandma and Harry’s stepdad.
“There they are, what’s so important we all had to be together for?” Gemma laughed as she smiled at you both. You both looked at each other and then back at your families.
“Harry and I eloped,” you blurted out and everyone looked shocked.
“My babies married and I wasn’t there,” your mum whispered.
“I missed my son’s wedding,” Anne whispered. Everyone else in the room was smiling, happy for you both except your parents.
“We’re sorry if you’re upset but everything was so stressful and the colour scheme was becoming more important than why we were getting married in the first place. We were getting married because we love each other, and we lost sight of that in the planning. We have a DVD for you all if that helps any?” You tried and Harry held your hand a little tighter.
“My baby boy’s married,” Anne smiled and jumped up to pull you both into a hug.
“I’m sorry I was suffocating. But I’d really like to see this DVD right now,” your mum said and you nodded, scrambling through your bag to find it handing it to Anne to put on.
“Oh you looked absolutely beautiful, everything was perfect. I’m so happy for you both,” Gemma said to you and you pulled her in for a hug.
Now that your parents knew, you changed your Twitter, Instagram and Facebook names to Y/N Styles and you posted the picture the photographer took only our wedding day on Instagram, sending it to Twitter and Facebook.
officialY/Nstyles This happened last week… I’m so excited to spend the rest of my life with you @harrystyles. My love, my hero, my everything. #mrandmrsstyles
MR AND MRS STYLES ELOPE?
Harry Styles, member of the biggest band in the world, recently got married to singer/songwriter Y/N Y/L/N but something we weren’t to sure about was the tweet from Gemma Styles, Harry’s sister.
@GemmaAnneStyles: So happy to learn my little brother’s married… Thanks for the invitation @Harry_Styles @Y/N_Styles 😉
So our immediate thoughts were that the couple eloped, which were confirmed fairly quickly by our insider. The couple eloped in Tahiti on Thursday of last week on the beach and they looked madly in love. We have some exclusive pictures from some of our readers that were in Tahiti at the time of the wedding, and we must say, it looks absolutely beautiful.
Also, Y/N’s dress, was absolutely incredible, and while we’re not sure which designer yet, we’re 99.9% sure that it was custom made so sorry ladies, this is a one of a kind dress.
We wish all the luck and love in the world to the newlyweds and hope they give us a little, singing Styles baby soon.