My mother made me believe in fairy tales.. She said that I was sweet, but born in a world of blood. In this twisted story no prince rescued me. I fell for the man I swore to despise. The one that calls me his beauty.
A mafia boss and his name was...
*a few months later* and a picture of Arielle's dress <3
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Here I am, standing in front of the mirror, looking at myself in a wedding dress. Never thought in a million years, I'd see myself getting married. I placed my hand over my bump that was the size of a watermelon. She kicked me almost everyday. Yes, she. Harry and I are having a little girl and I already have a name in mind, just hope H is okay with it. I stared at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a off the shoulder, spaghetti strap a-line maternity dress and it was such a beautiful color. My hair was in the half up, half down hairdo with butterfly clips in them. My makeup was light. A nice gold eyeshadow with mascara and winged eyeliner and a pink gloss to set it off.
I felt like a true princess.
This was everything I've ever wanted.
I couldn't even believe that this was happening or that any of this was real.
A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts then the door opened, revealing Nova and Kai. I smiled through the mirror at them before turning around to hug her. It was so good to see her again. I missed having her around.
"You look absolutely gorgeous, love. Harry will flip when he sees you." She said, handing me Kai and I looked down with a smile, she wrapped her hand around my finger, looking at me with a toothless smile. I walked over to Nova and took a seat with Kai in my hands.
"How're you and Z doing?" I asked her, as I played peek- a- boo with her daughter. Nova smiled and blushed. "We're doing great, yeah. He's been getting into his art a lot more lately and-" she paused, placing my hand on her stomach. I stopped what I was doing and gasped.
"Nova Malik! Are you guys having another baby?" I whispered-yelled carefully. She nodded, smiling big and we both squealed quietly in excitement. I had this huge smile on my face.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so happy for you two. Zayn is such a great dad." I told her, handing back Kai, who had fallen asleep in my arms. She looked down at her baby girl and ran a finger down her cheek. "He really is, Elle. I couldn't have anything better."
As Nova and I continued talking in hushed tones, a soft knock echoed throughout the room then opened. I smiled at Gemma. Yes, I finally met Harry's sister and she is the sweetest woman ever. She walked into the room with my mom traveling behind her. I smiled at them.
"You look so pretty, Ella." Gemma complimented. I thanked her and looked at my mom who had tears in her eyes. "My baby is getting married."
I dabbed underneath my eyes, trying not to ruin my makeup. I chuckled softly and walked over to hug her and she hugged back tightly, pulling me back by my shoulders to look me in the eyes.
"Je suis si fier de toi, chérie. Ma petite fille. Je t'aime tellement." She said as tears came down her face. I placed my hand on her cheek, wiping them away. "Je t'aime aussi, maman. Merci d'être ici." I replied, kissing her cheek and exhaled, nodding at the three women.
