Last First Kiss

The sun shone over the park making it rather warm on the chilly, autumn day. My dog, Rex, was playing with the few toys we had brought to the park as I read my magazine. Suddenly I heard a huge commotion that made me look up from my magazine.

"No! You can't have it! Give it back!" a curly, brown haired boy yelled at Rex.

"Rex!" I yelled as I scrambled to my feet.

The boy struggled against Rex as he tried to take away his soccer ball. I reached them in no time and pulled Rex off the boy. I scolded Rex before helping the boy up and helping him dust himself off.

"I'm so sorry," I apologized as I wiped grass off the boys shoulders.

He had a cheeky grin which made his dimples stand out, "It's quite alright, love. I think your dog just fancied my football."

I nearly melted under his brilliant green eyes, "Um.. Yeah I guess he did."

He was absolutely gorgeous. Much more gorgeous than the boys back home in America. He was a few inches taller than my five two frame. His hair was shaggy and curly and had that windblown look.

"Name's Harry Styles, what's yours?" he asked, offering me his hand.

I took it and he brought it to his lips, "I'm Rachel Piland. I'm sorry about my dog."

He smiled, flashing me a set of perfectly white teeth, "It's perfectly fine, love. He's a Boxer, yeah?"

I nodded as I petted Rex's head, "He is."

Time passed after that day, Harry and I grew closer and closer with each day we spent together. He had become my best friend and more. I fell in love with him. I grew close with his friends/band mates as well. They were like my family, the brothers I never had. We spent holidays together when they weren't touring or doing anything band related. We'd switch it up between families that we'd see, but Harry was always with me. My father didn't approve at first, he said Harry and I spent too much time together. My mother loved him the moment she met him. She would tease me about when Harry and I were going to be an 'official couple'. Though he never asked at the time, I felt like we were a couple. We went to the movies, out to dinner, I was always at his flat, and when we were apart it felt like a part of me was missing. Then one day he finally asked.

It was a dull, rainy, November day and I sat in my bedroom staring out the window as the rain pelted against it. Rex was asleep on my bed since he had nothing better to do. I started to turn away from the window when out of the corner of my eye, I saw a very familiar car pulling up next to the curb. My eyes widened and I bolted for the door. I heard the clicking of Rex's nails on the hardwood as he followed. In a flash, I was at the front door, pulling it open to reveal a very soaked Harry. His curls stuck to his forehead as his smile lit up his face and showed off his dimples.

"I thought you were gone?" I asked, my voice not hiding my excitement.

He shook his head, slinging water every where, "I had to do something before I left."

I stared at him in confusion, but before I could say anything Harry crashed his lips to mine. It took me by surprise because we'd never kissed before. The butterflies erupted in my stomach as my head spun. He pulled away leaving me breathless.

"I love you, Rachel," he breathed.

I couldn't stop the huge smile that formed on my lips, "I love you too, Haz."

His smile returned, only it was bigger this time, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

I giggled with excitement, "Of course!"

He pressed his lips to mine again this time I actually kissed back.

"Okay I really have to go," he chuckled as he planted kisses all over my face.

I giggled as I gently pushed him away, "Then go. I'll be here when you get back."

He kissed me one last time before he dashed back on into the rain and climbed into his car. I waved after him as he pulled off from the curb.

I smiled at the memory. It had been three years since that day and now we were engaged. He proposed on our three year anniversary and of course, I said yes.

"Happy anniversary!" Harry cried as he jumped on top of me.

I grunted in response as I tried to push him off me, "Haz! I'm sleeping!"

He pinned my arms down and began kissing my neck making my eyes pop open and a shiver to roll down my spine. He leaned up with a triumphant grin on his face.

"Now that you're up, get dressed! I've got a surprise for you," he said, pecking my cheek and climbing off me.

I couldn't help but smile as I tossed the covers back and placed my feet on the floor. After I finished my morning routine, I was dressed and ready to go. Harry was already downstairs, dressed, and ready to go when I stepped off the staircase.

"Where are we going, Haz?" I asked as he met me at the door.

He grinned, "It's a surprise."

He opened the door for me as I gave him a suspicious look. He gently pushed me out the door and followed me out, shutting the door, and locking it before going down the few steps and out to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I climbed in. I pulled my seat belt across my chest and clicked it in place. When he got in the car, he pulled a blind fold out of his pocket and I stared at him with wide eyes.

"What's that for?" I questioned.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

I nodded slowly and he grinned, "Good."

Before I could protest, he tied the blindfold around my eyes and started the car.

'What could he possibly be planning?' I asked myself.

The drive seemed to take forever only because I couldn't see, but finally the car stopped and Harry killed the engine. I heard him getting out of the car and it wasn't long before my door was opening. I felt him lean across me to undo the seat belt and moving it away from me. He took my hand and helped me out of the car. I could tell we were outside by the sounds and the open feeling the place had.

"Alright take off your blindfold," Harry said as he stopped walking.

I did as he asked and blinked a couple of times to readjust my eyes.

"A park?"

He frowned slightly, "This is the same park where we met five years ago."

I nodded as the memories flooded my mind, "I remember."

He moved out of the way to reveal a pic nic setup. I started to move closer to the pic nic when he grabbed my hand. I turned around to see him down on one knee. A huge lump formed in my throat as I realized what he was doing.

"Rachel Marie Piland, I want to be your last first kiss. I want to spend every waking and sleeping moment with you. I love you more than anything in this world. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Tears pricked my eyes as he opened a little black, velvet box revealing a silver band with a huge diamond in the middle. I nodded furiously.

"Yes! Yes!"

He slipped the ring on my finger before standing up and crashing his lips to mine.

I took a deep breath as I waited behind the church doors with my dad. Today was the day I became Mrs. Harry Styles. My emotions were going haywire. My dad patted my hand as he whispered, 'You look beautiful' in my ear. Finally the doors opened and I spotted Harry first. He looked amazing in his black tuxedo. His curls were brushed to the side, but still had that windblown look I always loved. Our eyes locked and a smile spread out on his lips. Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall stood next to him, all smiling as they watched me approach the altar. My best friend/maid of honor, also Lou's girlfriend, was dabbing at her eyes as I reached the altar. My dad placed my hand in Harry's and kissed my cheek before going to sit with my mom.

As the preacher began, I lost myself in Harry's eyes. He mouthed 'You look gorgeous' and I blushed. Finally it was time for us to say our vows, Harry went first. Tears pricked my eyes as he started and by the end I was almost sobbing from joy. I went next and barely made it through because of the tears. Harry smiled and waited patiently as I got myself under control and finished.

"I pronounce you man and wife! You may kiss the bride!"

I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck as our lips met. Everyone clapped and cheered, but they soon disappeared and there was only Harry and I. Our passion filled kiss lasted longer than I knew it was supposed to, but I didn't care. Harry broke the kiss first, leaving us both gasping for air.

"I love you so much," he whispered as he rested his forehead against mine.

"I love you more," I whispered back.