Louis and Harry got together around their second year as a band.
They fought against management to try and be out, but since the band had gone on there hiatus they were allowed to do just that.
But it's not easy if Harry had mysteriously broken up w...
I just hope that you all love this chapter because it's just ✨full of happiness✨
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A few months later....
(1 year from proposal)
September 28th
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"Are you ready?"
Lottie asks me as we stand side by side, looking into the mirror, only hours until my wedding.
My wedding.
Our wedding.
"Honestly?" I ask her, glancing to meet her eyes in the mirror while she rolls them. "No Louis, I want you to lie." She laugh, punching me lightly in the arm.
I try and crack a smile, but it's clear the nerves are written all across my face. I take a deep breath, staring into my clean-shaven, bed-headed face in the mirror, willing myself to calm down.
"I'm freaking out." I mutter, shaking out my hands, rolling my neck. Lottie's hand comes up to rest on my shoulder and she turns her head to me.
"You're gonna be okay Louis, this day will be amazing." She tells me and I smile, thankful for her. Nodding, I take another deep breath before glancing to a figure in the door.
"Can we show you are dresses?" Daisy's head peers around the door frame, a wide smile on her face as I hear Phoebe giggle behind her. They've been obsessed with them ince they got them, and I have yet to see them on the girls, so they want to try them on.
I smile at her and nod. "Of course, Dais."
I move from my spot in front of the mirror to sit on the couch in my childhood room.
The other boys insisted that Harry and I spend the night before our wedding apart, and I was pretty upset when I was forced out of my own home, back to my old one.
Around midnight when my whole family went to sleep there was a small tap at my window and I jumped, turning quickly to the window to see a head full of curls and a dopey smile.
I smiled fondly back at him, opening the window and he climbed in, immediately taking me into his arms. "I don't want to spend the night apart," He whispered into my neck, and I held him tighter as I agreed.
We fell asleep that night curling into one another, giving each other kisses randomly, and I didn't want to fall asleep because I knew I would wake up and he wouldn't be here, having to leave early to get back before the girls saw him.
My thoughts are snapped back to now as two young girls hop through the doorway and my eyes sparkle with love, a fond smile on my face as they stand before me, looking as beautiful as ever.
"You girls look gorgeous," I almost whisper, scanning my eyes in between the both of them.
They stand there, wearing identical light blue bridesmaid dresses. They are fitted just right, not hanging too low or open on them, the cut in the leg not going up too high. Just beautiful.
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