A/N: In this book, Harry has never met Stevie, cool? Cool!

Also, guys, this song...it fits so well with the entire book, I'm going insane. It's literally the perfect song??? Listen to it and read the lyrics plssss and it fits for Harry's emotions in this chapter, too. My lord, I'm obsessed with it. I'll let you know when to play it, ofc

Hope you like this one, I think it's cute lol enjoy!!

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It was now the day before Harry's birthday, and I was going insane. I had every single thing planned to a T and I had to make sure nothing went wrong. Any slight changes before tomorrow was going to ruin everything.

The night before my birthday and the night of my birthday were so important to me and he worked so hard to make sure I knew how much I meant to him. I had to do the same.

He didn't want to travel for his birthday and any time I asked what he wanted to do, he gave the same answer. And if I had to hear the words 'Baby, I'm fine staying home with you' one more time, I was going to punch a hole through a wall.

So, I ignored him and got to work on my own plans for his special day. It was planned from beginning to end.

Right now, we were cuddled on his couch watching 13 Going On 30, but I was so jittery and excited that I was barely paying attention. It was almost midnight and I couldn't wait to see his reaction. What I had planned for right now wasn't much compared to what I had planned for the night. I really hope he likes it.

It was 11:59 and my smile was growing. He noticed. "What are you smiling at?" The clock turned midnight and I shot up from the couch.

"Happy birthday, baby!" I opened my arms out as perfectly timed personalized balloons and confetti popped out.

He laughed out loud and picked up pieces of the golden confetti to read them. "Harry's Golden Birthday." He reads out loud.

I giggle. "Right, here's the thing. Golden birthday usually means when you're really old, but I just thought it fit because-"

He interrupts me by pulling me onto his lap and giving me a kiss. "Because I'm your golden boy."

"Right." We're both smiling. "But that's not all!" I hop off his lap and hand him a box and card I had been hiding.

"I thought I told you I didn't want anything but to be here with you."

"Yeah, and it was super annoying. You should've known I wasn't going to listen. Open the card first!" I tell him.

He raises his eyebrows and opens the card, pulling out a letter. He smiles. I know he's grown to love handwritten things, too. "Can I read it out loud?" He asks. I nod in encouragement.

"Golden boy," He begins with a smile. "Happiest of birthdays to you! I'm grateful to be able to spend it with you this year and I can't wait to do the same for many, many more. You have shown me what it's like..." He trails off and his breath catches, eyes beginning to water as he continues.

I shouldn't be happy that he's crying. But I really liked what I had written. It came from the truest part of my heart.

Golden boy,

Happiest of birthdays to you! I'm grateful to be able to spend it with you this year and I can't wait to do the same for many, many more. You have shown me what it's like to be able to shine brightly, even if I'm next to the brightest star in the universe.

My wish for you is that this life becomes all that you want it to and more. I wish that your dreams stay big and your worries stay small. And if your worries are ever to become more than that, I wish for you to know that I'll be there to carry what you cannot hold.

In life, there are too many adventures and so little time to enjoy them all. But not for you. You start every single day by jumping in head-first, with so much fire and passion. Life is an endless adventure with you beside me.

You are my world, my moon, my stars, and most importantly, my sun. My sun that shines through every cloud.

Here's to not wandering in the dark. May you never have to again.

Forever yours,

Honeybee.

He was crying when he finished reading and I smiled softly when he looked up at me through his wet lashes.

"Come here." He whispers. I walk to him slowly and he pulls me back down on his lap. He pulls me forward in a hot kiss and I barely have time to react before he moves back an inch.

His lips are brushing over mine when he speaks. "That was the most beautiful gift I've ever gotten." He gives me a chaste kiss and I wipe the tears from his cheek. "I love you, Delilah. Thank you."

I smile. "I love you. But that's not all!" I reach over to grab the box and hand it to him. "Open!"

He giggles excitedly, opening it while I wipe away the remaining tears. He pulls it out and looks at me confused, "You got me a briefcase?"

I roll my eyes. "No, silly. You have to open it."

He does and he gasps lowly. That's the reaction I wanted. I had to call Gemma and Anne to make sure he didn't already have one.

"I love it so much." He runs his fingers over the record player and looks up at me with a wide smile. "I really, really love it."

"You always said you wanted one when you traveled but couldn't take yours with you, so..." I trail off. "There's more, look in the sleeve!"

He pulls different vinyl records out of the sleeve and giggles again. I got him vintage Fleetwood Mac, Queen, and Rolling Stones records. Ones I knew he didn't have yet.

"This is so amazing, baby. I'm so happy, thank you!" He smiled at me and that made me happy. He had no idea how much better it was going to get.

"Of course! I feel bad, though. I didn't wrap any of the gifts." He shrugs at my words as if to say it doesn't matter. "But I can think of something you can unwrap." I tease.

He stares at me before putting the gifts aside and pulling me into a dirty kiss. We laugh into each other's mouths as our lips and bodies mold.

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We've spent the day eating his favorite food, watching his favorite movies, and dancing to his favorite music.

But now, it was time for me to pretend to take him to dinner. We were getting ready and I made sure he dressed to impress. He always did, but tonight was important.

I put on the dress I had bought with Harry. I didn't wear brands like Gucci, but this dress was actually really nice. At least, Harry seemed to think so.

"Jesus." He rasped as his eyes raked down my body.

"You too." I gave him the same look, my hungry eyes drinking in every delicious inch of him. He had the best fashion sense and this outfit was one of his best. Damn, I was lucky.

"We both look fantastic." He nodded at his own statement. Well, he was right.

"Let's go, sunshine." I grab his arm and start walking us out. "We have a reservation we can't miss."

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We're just outside and Sarah texted me that everything was ready. The host is walking us to the big room I had reserved, and the nerves are running all through my body.

She opens the curtain and people jump out of every corner. "Surprise!"

Harry jumps back with a hand to his chest, widening his eyes in shock, before breaking out in a wide smile as he looks around. "Oh my God!"

I invited everyone. Anne, Gemma, the band, Seb (they'd made up), Jeff and more management, Lizzo, Kendall, Ariana, Adele, James Corden, Kacey, and so many more of his, and now my, good friends. But the last person his eyes landed on made him choke on a breath.

"No fucking way." Everyone laughed at his surprised reaction and all I could do was smile in success. This is what I was waiting for.

"No fucking way." He repeats and runs over to Stevie Nicks to greet her in a hug. She laughs at his reaction and Harry practically ignores every other guest and stays talking to her for over half an hour. It's okay, though. They all knew how much he loved her. I watched him with her and seeing him so excited was the highlight of my life.

He finally separates from Stevie to say hi to everyone else, and then makes his way back to me with a smile. "I cannot believe you got Stevie fucking Nicks to come to my birthday party." He leans in to kiss me deeply and the people close-by whistle at us.

I pull back with a laugh. "I'm surprised she didn't request a restraining order, I contacted her so many times." He shakes his head with a smile, and I hear a song playing in the background of everyone talking.

"Dance with me, birthday boy." I pull his arm and he follows me to an empty spot in the large room. Everyone is talking amongst themselves and I hear the music faintly playing as he wraps his arms around my waist and mine around his neck.

I place my chin on his chest, looking up and whispering the lyrics to him. "You're better than the best. I'm lucky just to linger in your light." It applies perfectly to him. He's smiling as I sing the verse and I'm shocked when he sings the next one.

"You make me smile like the sun." He smiles down at me and continues singing to me. "Shine like gold, buzz like a bee."

I lift my head from his chest while shaking my head. "Good lord, was this song written about us, or what?" He laughs loudly.

"I know, right?" He's looking in my eyes with a smile so wide even my own cheeks hurt.

I hum at him. "So, you're happy?"

"Happy?" He looks around and shakes his head. "I'm ecstatic. I'm never going to forget this."

"Yeah?" I smile wide at him. "There's one more thing." He raises his eyebrows just as our song stops and the feedback from a microphone echoes throughout the room.

Everyone turns to the direction it came from and Stevie is in the corner of the room with a microphone to her lips and another in her hand by her side.

"I just wanted to ask the birthday boy something." She looks directly at Harry and holds the microphone out to him. "Mr. Styles, would you do me the honor of performing a duet with me?"

His face is shocked, and everyone starts cheering him on, including myself. He looks to me with a bewildered expression before I give him a slight push and he starts slowly walking towards her.

Everyone cheers loudly and I swear I think he almost passes out when Stevie hands him the microphone and winks at him. She brings the microphone back up to her lips. "We're going to sing Leather and Lace. Do you know that one?" She teases Harry and he genuinely looks insulted.

They perform it beautifully, obviously. When they finish, he walks back to me, thanking everyone on his way. I don't think I've seen him not smiling once tonight. And I'm over the moon about it. I wanted tonight to be perfect.

"I can't believe I just did that." He quickly kisses my lips. "Thank you so much for this night, honeybee." Kiss. "It's been amazing." Kiss. "And I love you so fucking much." Kiss, kiss, kiss.

"It's what you deserve. I love you." And this time, I lean in to kiss him. We freeze when someone clears their throat.

I look to the side, "Oh, hi, Mitch." He gives a small smile.

"Hey." He looks to Harry. "Mind if I steal her for one sec?"

We both raise our eyebrows at him. I've never been with Mitch alone.

Harry nods slowly. "Sure?" I grab Mitch's extended hand and he takes me to the corner where Harry and I danced.

Mitch puts keeps one hand in mine and wraps his other arm around my waist as we dance to the low song, one of my hands in his and the other on his shoulder. "So, sorry if I sounded weird but I just wanted to talk to you about something." He tells me.

"No problem. What's up?" I look up at him.

"I just wanted to thank you." I furrow my eyebrows and he continues, "Harry is the best version of himself right now. I haven't seen him like this in the longest time and for a while, I didn't think we were going to get him back. Until he met you." He pauses. "You know, the night you guys met, he texted me saying he met someone amazing. He called you guys kindred spirits."

I felt my heart burst. Kindred spirits are like-minded and like-souled people that feel an instant connection of love and understanding with one another. When you meet your kindred spirit, you get a feeling that they understand everything about you, and you understand everything about them. It was exactly how I felt that night.

Mitch continues, "He wouldn't shut up about you. He hadn't even made it home from the award show and he called me from the car. 'This girl quoted Oscar Wilde, Mitch," "This girl is so funny, Mitch," "This girl liked my song, Mitch," "This girl likes the same music I like, Mitch," "She has a thing where she says big words, Mitch."

I was laughing as he spoke, and he smiles at me. "He wouldn't shut up about you and at first, I was worried. I didn't want him to go through the same pain he had gone through before. But I could tell this time was different. He was already acting different and he hadn't even spent an entire day with you, Delilah. And as soon as I met you, I understood why. You're everything he's ever needed. And it's even more confirmed by the fact that Sarah is obsessed with you. That woman is never wrong." His eyes twinkle.

"Mitch," I whisper through a smile. "Thank you. That's really sweet of you. He's everything I wanted and everything I wanted to be." I sigh, "I think I was born just to fall in love with him. He's my forever."

Mitch smiles at me, "And you're his. Sarah said she calls dibs on Maid of Honor."

I laugh loudly at that, "She's going to have to fight with Seb about that one."

The song ends and Mitch leaves a kiss on my cheek before walking away and spinning me. When I turn, Harry comes into view and I instantly smile. "Hi."

He gives a dimpled smile. "Hi back. What were you and Mitch talking about?"

I give a teasing smile. "You."

"You're not going to say anything else are you?"

I laugh, "Nope. Nada."

He shrugs, "Alright then." He looks around. "Thank you again for this party. It's unbelievable and I don't know how you got all my friends in the same room at the same time."

"Oh, trust me, it wasn't easy. Kendall had a modeling shoot and I had to beg her to reschedule. James should be leaving soon, actually, because his show starts filming in like an hour. Lizzo was in Miami so I had to fly her out here." I named off.

"Wow, you really went all out, huh?"

I nod at him. "You deserve the best."

He leans closer and bumps my nose with his. "I already have the best." He kisses me and it's basically all teeth because we're both smiling so wide.

"I love you. My kindred spirit."

He laughs, "Oh, so that's what he told you." Then, he sighs, "I meant it. I really felt that way within minutes of knowing you. I felt crazy." He shakes his head and sighs again. "I love you more than you could ever imagine."

I decide to use his words on him. "For all eternity." He smiles widely and I kiss him chastely, "I felt like that, too." Now, it's my turn to sigh, "What word would you choose for today?" I'm the first one to ask for the first time.

"Hmm, elysian. I'm elysian right now." I had learned that one a while ago and it makes me so happy that he feels that way. Blissful, feeling like you're in heaven or paradise.

"I like that a lot." I whisper.

He hums, "And you?"

I know exactly what word I feel right now. "Heliophilic."

Thriving in full sunlight.

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A/N: Don't come for me, I actually really like Delilah's dress lol and that picture of Harry is so drool-worthy I can't with him...why do other m*n even bother to exist??

How did y'all feel about the iconic Stevie moments? ;) i love her sm

Also, did the song, Smile, not fit their story so well??? I heard it recently and I was like...wtf I'm obsessed lol

I hope you liked it! Love yaaaa,

-J :)