The ringing of my alarm migrates through the room.
What a pleasant way to way up on my wedding day.
My wedding day.
My stomach makes the strangest feeling. Like a kite in the air, but it's uncomfortable yet so, so good. It's like an orgasm but in my stomach.
I really need to turn of the fucking alarm.
My eyes squeeze shut and I stretch before squinting them open. I look at my phone and I groan and turn it off. I then roll on my back for a moment before leaning up on my arms. It's a nice day out, at least.
I look to the side and Harry's not there. I know it's because he's with Niall but it feels so much colder without him.
I hear the front door open and then I hear Louis stong accent thank the hair and makeup people.
This weird burst of exited panic fills my veins and I jump out of the silk white bedsheets and run out my room.
I begin to rush down the stairs but both Louis and Liam are there holding a black bag. "Morning." Liam smiles.
"Morning." I reply back, confused on why they're stopping me. I've spent five extra mintures in bed and I hate being even a few minutes late.
"Liam that was so embarrassing of you." Louis snickers. I smile at Louis, knowing he's the one taking me don't he aisle. He's one of my best friends. I mean, all the boys are but Louis I'm closest with. It's the same with Harry. "Anyways, love. You're obviously the bride so we made you a robe thing."
They pass me the bag and I pull out this silk robe and I smile like I've been waiting to smile for so long. I turn it around and there's shakey handwriting reading 'Hazel Fucking Styles'. I honestly makes me want to cry. I feel so lucky to have all of these people in my life. "Excuse Niall's shitty handwriting."
"It's perfect." I smile and I uncontrollably pull them into a hug.
It's the wamrest feeling. My smile, the hug, the day. It feels like a dream and I've only just woke up. I genuinely am filled with so much joy. Before the boys and Harry, I was miserable because I knew I couldn't haven't a life. I owe these people my life.
We back out the hug and I slide my arms through the holes of the robe. "We let in the makeup people." Liam says and lets me go down the stairs.
Tee's fur curls around my ankle, it feels amazing. I pick her up and hug her as she hasn't seen her mum in a while. "I'm sorry you can't come to our wedding." I kiss her ginger patch on the top of her head. "I'll show you the pictures when we get back, I promise."
She replies by jumping out my arms and I go to the bowls in the living room to see they're already full.
I turn and makes my way to the entrance area to see the hair and make up women are all set up. "Hazel, right?" She asks and I nod. "Take a seat." She smiles and I take a seat. "Right, so, I'm Anna, she's Rosa and I'll be doing your makeup, Rosa will be doing your hair."
Anna scoots her seat over closer to mine and takes a look at me. "SO what do you want to go for?" She asks.
I honestly don't want much as I want my dress to be the main attraction. "I want natural, like I'm wearing minimal makeup." I smile and she nods.
The brush tickles my cheeks as she starts with my makeup and I move my eyes behind her seeing louis' hair being done, it makes me try and hold a smile.
Once my make up is done she shows me the results using a mirror. You can see the blush on my cheeks. My eye lashes are long and my lips look tinted. It looks exactly how I wanted, as if I had no makeup.
Louis' and Liam's hair already done, the are both upstairs getting there suits on. I thank Anna and head over to Rosa. "Good morning." She smiles and also scoots her seat close.
"Good morning." I return.
"So what hair style are go going for?" She asks. I honestly haven't really thought about anything too hard. I want it simple.
"A high ponytail with the white ribbon, please." I ask and she nods and turns the stool around so she can work on my hair.
Liam walks down in his suit, he looks so smart, it's actually pretty hilarious. "Don't laugh." He smiles and he passes a glass of champagne to me. I take a sip, I am cautious because I do have a migraine from last night.
"I didn't."
"But you were about to." He says and he holds one shoulder and shakes it slightly. "You look great." He smiles and walks off.
Rosa turns me back around. "Done." she says and I hop off the chair and thank her.
I rush upstairs to put on my dress. I open my room's door and run to the built in closet and pull out the protected dress.
I unzip the protection layer and it relives the dress that I chose.
Fuck, this is really happening.
I slip on the first layer of the dress and I love that as it is.
I take out the overlay and wrap it around my waist, where it connects is meant to be at the back. "Louis!" I call and almost immediately he's in the room.
"You alright?" He asks.
"I need help clasping it together." I say and look at him. His suit really really suits him.
I smile and turn back around so he can clasp the skirt on. "He's gonna love you in this dress. You look gorgeous mate." He says and I turn around and hug him. I've hugged a lot today. But if I'm happy, why shouldn't I spread that to others?
"You look great." I say, smiling in the hug. My eyes open to see Liam walk into the room too, I disengage from the hug.
I smile at them together and I try not to cry of happiness. I turn to the table in my room and take the polairod off of it. I turn back around and take a picture of the two together. The camera flashes and the little picture comes out the bottom.
"I'm going to need you to be a photographer." I smile to Liam.
Liam nods he takes the camera and takes a pitctue of me and Louis. Then Louis takes the camera to take a photo of me and Liam.
I take the Polaroid and put it around Liam's neck. I know I have a real photographer but I also really want Polaroid ones taken from people closest.
"We need to go get you married." Louis says, checking the time.
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