I'm sat with my back to the makeup table with Avie to my right colouring in a colouring book. "Ready?" My best friend y/b/f/n asks. I nod and turn around looking at myself in the mirror. My hair was in beautiful curls with two braids on both sides and a flower crown placed on top.
Y/b/f/n gave me a light smokey eye with some lip gloss to finish the look. Simple but affective.
"It looks amazing," I say standing up. "Thank you so muc-"
"No time for a million thank you's just go put your dress on." She says. I scratch the back of my head and nod. I walk towards the large bathroom and gaze at my wedding dress. This is it. The moment I've been waiting for. Y/n Horan.
I grab my phone off the counter and dial his number.
"Beautiful." He raspy voice says threw the phone. I smile at the name.
"Handsome."
"Are you ok?" He asks, his voice becoming concerned and his breathing speeding up.
I laugh silently as a take a deep breath. "Yes Ni, I'm ok. Just wanted to hear your voice."
He breathing slows down a bit as he chuckles.
"Why so worried?" I ask.
"Just wedding jitters is all. Everyone we love is here."
"Wow," I breath. "Is Niall Horan stage fright?"
"No!" He says a bit loud. "Well.. Maybe a little. Mrs. Horan you do know how to make me nervous."
My heart flutters at the sound of the name. "Not quit yet Mr. Horan,"
"I can't wait until your mine." He says. I could hear the guys making fun of him in the background and I can only imagine how red his face is.
I laugh which catches y/b/f/n's attention. "Me too," She starts walking over so I quickly turn around. "Babe I got to go, I've been caught."
He laughs loud enough for me to hear him from a couple rooms away. "Okay baby I'll see you in a few. I love you."
"Dido Horan." I hang up just in time for Y/b/f/n to walk in.
"Talking to the groom?" She asks raising an eyebrow. I nod walking towards my dress. "I swear you are one of the most awkward people." She says.
I shrug tugging at the fabric. "Hey are you okay?" She asks walking up and rubbing my back gently.
"Yeah. I just hope I don't fall."
She shakes her head grabbing the dress. "Don't wear the heels if your nervous just.. Just be you. Go in converse if you really want this is your day." I smile turning around and hugging her.
"Thank you." I whisper. She nods handing me my dress and walking out.
Fastforward...
I stand with my arm looped around my fathers as he repeats soothing words to me. "Hunny your shaking." He says worried.
"Dad everyone's nervous on wedding days." He agrees just as the piano starts to play. I take a deep breathe and watch as Zayn and Perrie walk out first. Then Liam and Sophia. Next is Louis and Eleanor. Then finally Y/b/f/n and Harry. The song ends but then my song starts to play.
I grip onto my father's arm just a little bit more as the doors start to open. "Just don't let me fall dad."
"Never."
We start to walk as everyone stands up. I don't dare look up as I slowly make my way towards the alter. As I glance up at Niall catches my eye. His black tux fitted him perfectly and his hair was styled into his normal quiff.
His eyes shown as blue as the ocean on a sunny day and as bright as the moon on a starry night.
We made it the end of the carpet as my father takes my hand. Niall steps down a step taking my hand and shaking his hand. "Take care of her." My dad whispers and I see Niall whisper an always. My dad sits back down and I step up a step and face Niall. "You look absolutely beautiful." He says.
He shakily lifts my veil and smiles when it's removed.
He takes both of my hands and nods towards the priest. He clears his throat and begins.
"We are gathered here today to witness the marriage between Niall James Horan and Y/f/n y/m/n y/l/n. Due to someones worries we've decide to let Niall and Y/n to explain to you themselves why they've gathered you all here today. Mr. Horan."
Niall looks at me and then to the crowd. "I'm not normally one to be stage fright, but as I stand here infront of you all and in front of my beautiful wife to be I'm probably about as nervous as I possibly can be," he turns to me looking straight into my eyes. "I've gone threw some difficult things and when I thought I couldn't go on anymore I looked up and there you were. You said anything could happen and before you said yes I didn't think that was true. I love you."
"Y/n?" The priest says.
I shake off the nerves and turn to the crowd. "I met Niall four years ago threw y/b/f/n. She was going out for a drink with a few of her couleegs and had invited me. Perrie was a couleege who invited Zayn and Zayn invited the other four. To be completely honest this man right here infront of me was so cheesy," everyone including Niall laughed. "Expesially when he said that he loved kids and then asked if i would show him were the bathroom was-
"Her exact words were 'it must be hard trying to find a way to a decent pick up line'." Niall says.
"Niall shut up I'm trying to talk." I scold. Everyone laughed again as Louis spoke up.
"Got yourself a good one there Ni."
"Anyways," I say. "Even in the cheesiest of moments he's so kind and loving and amazing, I'm so lucky to have met him and now I get to spend the rest of my life with him. I love you Ni. Forever and Always." Tears could be seen in both of our eyes as both of our smiles shown brightly.
"Niall do you take y/n to be your lophly wedded wife?"
"I do."
"Y/n do you take Niall to be your lophly wedded husband?"
"I do."
"Now with the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
He raised his hand up to my cheek as I brought his face closer. Our lips met for a brief kiss as everyone stood up and clapped. "Later." I whispered after he silently whined as I pulled away.
He grabs my hand and we walk back through everyone. "There's a limo outfront that's gonna take us to the after party." Niall says. And with that we get in a drive to the mystery location. Niall set it up and refused to tell me where it is.
"Well Mrs. Horan," Niall starts as we pull away from the church. "Remember how you've always wanted to go to Paris?"
I nod eagerly and wait for him to continue.
"I love you!" I scream once I see him smile. "Are we really going to Paris?!"
"Yes."
Oh lordy this man.
