Ch-45

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Third Person's POV

"I'm so sick! I might pass out!" Harry ranted as Gemma was frustratedly listening to him.

"Harold! Calm down. It's your wedding day! Not your funeral!" Gemma scolded him.

"Yeah, I know but what if he doesn't want to marry me? I can't lose him again."

"Shut up Harry! Just shut up. Zayn loves you just as much you love him. Okay? He proposed because he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. So stop. Zayn's already on the aisle, we gotta leave. Alright?"

Harry realized she was speaking the truth and nodded as at the same time Anne and Desmond came in.

"Harry, son, ready to go?" Desmond asked.

Harry smiled, one of his brightest. He's finally getting married to the love of his life.

He tucked his arm into Desmond's as they both left for the main marriage hall.

Harry's heart was beating extremely fast.
He held onto Desmond's arm tighter as his father noticed and said, "Harry, baby, listen. You're getting married and that too to the person you really love. I know that you've heard of marriage's being failed like mine and your mother's did but Zayn and you share a bond of very true love. Just whatever happens hold onto each other forever. Okay?"

Harry smiled and hugged Desmond tightly which helped him relax a bit.

As they entered the hall, everyone gasped because Harry was looking extremely beautiful with his white suit and his long hair resting on his shoulder, he looked like such a baby.

As they got closer to the aisle, he lifted his eyelashes a little to take a glance at his husband-to-be.

Zayn was crying, well because he was extremely happy.

As Desmond left him to the aisle, Zayn took Harry's hand in his and said, "You're looking extremely beautiful today honey. I don't think I deserve you."

"Zayn you deserve the world. Okay? Now let's get married and rock it!"

Zayn chuckled as the priest started with the rituals.

(A/N: I'm not a Christian so I exactly don't know how a Christian wedding is done but please bare with me)

"Have you prepared your vows?" The priest asked to Zayn.

Zayn nodded as he started speaking.

"Harold Edward Styles, the love of my life, even the vows can't express my love for you. The ups and downs in our relationship were so hard but they say, if it's meant to be, it happens. We were just meant to be my love. I am what I am and that's because of you.
Harry, you were always so bubbly and charming that I was afraid that you'd ever like me but it turned out that you were just as in love.
I've not written any formal vow because you know that my love for you couldn't be fitted in words.
I promise to always be there for you and remember, I love you always!"

By now Harry was a crying mess but he needed to speak his vow so he started,
" Zayn, my love, you're the best thing that has happened to me. You made me realize what love really feels like. When you walked into my life, love walked in too.
You've always been the mysterious and serious type to the people who don't know you but I know you, the real you. I know how goofy you can be, how much of a dork you can." he chuckled, "So Zayn, I just wanna tell you that I'll support you no matter what throughout your entire life. I love you forever and a day."

Zayn was crying too, tears gently rolling down his cheeks. He couldn't believe that it was happening.

The priest was becoming kinda emotional too, everything about this wedding was so beautiful but he cleared his throat and said,

"Do you Zayn Javaad Malik, take Harry Edward Styles to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do"

"Do you Harry Edward Styles take Zayn Javaad Malik to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do"

"I now pronounce you as man and husband, you may kiss."

Zayn didn't wait another second. He connected his lips to Harry's and they kissed passionately, now as a married couple.

Everyone was cheering and laughing because they weren't ready to end the kiss.

"Save it for the night kiddos!" Gemma yelled, laughing.

Harry chuckled and parted as they walked down the aisle now as a married couple.
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They danced with each other on romantic tunes. They both couldnt contain their happiness.

They kept kissing each other which earned them a whole lotta awww's.

The day after, photos of their wedding would be released in the media.
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Why does reality suck so much?

I want this to happen!

You're gonna get heavy smut in the next chapter! It's wedding night! *wink wink*

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