Good morning, Beautiful.

Thirteenth Memory

Wedding day.

I remember feeling so nervous that morning. I didn't eat breakfast and I kept rambling to Liam about how nervous I was and he didn't reply, he just looked at me and smiled. I don't know why I was nervous. Maybe because it was going to be official and so real. I always thought my wedding day would be so far in the future but now I'm living that moment.

Louis was in Zayn's apartment, well, it's actually Zayn's and Liams, they live together. Oh, and Niall was taking care of the wedding with our families. The food, the decorations, everything.

I'm not sure if Liam was annoyed at me that morning. He didn't speak much. He only listened to me and made sure I ate something before I left. He quite literally hid the key to the house so I didn't escape with an empty stomach.

When I finally ate something that would sit nice in my stomach, we left the house to go to the house Niall helped rent for us. It was huge. Had a big backyard where the wedding will be held and it's facing the beach. How amazing is that? There were like five bedrooms in the house, huge kitchen, the living room was massive. It was like a mansion.

I really don't know why Niall rented that house, I get the atmosphere is nice and the scenery. But nobody is going to sleep in that house. We're all going to be mainly outside. We could have just held the wedding at the beach. But then again, that's awkward isn't it?

But anyway, toasts for Niall and his smart heart for helping us for this day.

Liam took me to one of the rooms and opened the closet. Ah, the suit.
"Wait, are you going to be dressing me?"

"No, you know how to put on suits," Liam said, "right?"

"'Course I do," I rolled my eyes and smiled.

He smiled.
"Let me know when you are dressed, we have to fix that hair of yours."

"Leave my curls alone!"

"Curls or forest? I can't tell the difference."

I shut the door and undressed, the suit was so fancy. It was black and I had a light blue blouse under it. I looked at myself in the mirror afterwards, I'm closer to this day being real. The hours tick by and my heart seems to know by the increased beats.

Liam came in afterwards to fix my hair along with my sister. She kept making fun of my hair and Liam joined along a few times.

"Are you growing it out again?" Gemma asked.

"I think so, I just haven't really thought of cutting it again."

"Cut it," Liam said.

"Don't cut it," Gemma said.

"I think I'll leave it at this level," I decided. It was just below my chin, Louis mentioned my hair length makes me look like a princess.

After my hair was nicely styled, Gemma put on a bit of makeup on me but it didn't make any changes to my face.
"You're ready," Gemma smiled.

"Physically. Emotionally... that's something else."

"You have nothing to worry about, H. He loves you, you love him, why are you nervous?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a good nervous feeling?"

"Maybe."

I went out to the kitchen and found my mum, she said Louis was in the room next to mine and now I'm more nervous. When did he get here? Are we supposed to be separated until the gathering? What am I supposed to be doing now?

She laughed at my silent panic and handed me a cup of water.
"Go back to the room and relax, want me to send Niall to keep you company?"

"No, he's gonna talk about the wedding and it'll make me more nervous. I'll see you later."

"Alright, honey. Call us if you need anything."

Back in the room I just walked back and forth. I tried putting my head against the wall to see if I could hear anything on the room next to mine where Louis is but the walls were thick and I heard nothing.

I sat down and decided to call him.

"Hi Harry, it's Zayn. Louis is currently laying on the bed emotionless yet... full of emotion? Do you need something?"

I held in a laugh. "Oh no, just wanted to check on Louis."

"Well... I'm sure he's fine. How are you?"

"Nervous but I don't think it's as bad as Louis'." I chuckled.

He laughed, "I'm gonna pass you to Louis, and I'm getting hungry. Gotta wait forty minutes."

"Forty minutes!? Forty minutes until the wedding?"

"Yeah Harry, it's your wedding I thought you knew the time schedule."

"Well I've been ignoring the time today."

"Okay. See your later, I'm gonna pass you to Louis."

There was a pause of silence and then Louis broke it.
"Tell me you're nervous too."

"I am."

"Great. I literally feel sick but I'm not. It's so weird."

"You'll feel better later."

We talked for a while until we had ten minutes until the wedding. My heart began panicking again. It had calmed down while talking with Louis.

Liam came to check on me and I'm sure Zayn went to check on Louis. I could hear Niall checking the microphone in the backyard and it's making me more nervous.

He fixed some curls, checked my suit. Patted me twice on the shoulder and told me to wait now. He was texting with Zayn, apparently Louis was going down first and then I walked in last.

"Okay! Let's go," Liam said and pocketed his phone. He opened the door.

I took hesitant steps but followed along. The house was empty inside, everyone was outside. My hands were sweating, I almost puked, I think. The sky was light yet dark. The clouds turned into a pink colour, sky in different shades, sun setting.

My mum was waiting by the door that leads us outside and she hugged me as soon as I got closer. She reassured me and then held my arm. I breathed in.

The doors opened, Liam holding them while we walked through. All heads turned to us and Louis looked so fucking beautiful waiting for me with a smile. I think I'm dying right now.

My mum held my arm tight while we walked closer. I don't think my nervousness showed a lot. I had a smile, I walked with my back straight, I think I was doing good. She let go of me and I stood across from Louis, wearing a special smile for him.

We said our vows, we said the "I do's", we each put the rings on our fingers, we kissed. Everyone cheered.

"I love you," Louis whispered as we hugged.
"I love you, too."

Our friends joined and it turned into a group hug. Then they individually congratulated us. Our families came up, all saying how proud they are with teary eyes and happy smiles.

Zayn was gone and he was in control of the music. He started playing Falling In Love (Cigarettes After Sex) so I took Louis' hand and walked us to the center. We slow danced together, his head on my shoulder and my head on top of his. Our hands clapped together, our rings proudly on our ring fingers.

The air felt nice and I felt over the world. We shared a few kisses and laughs.

We ate together, we danced some more, we talked. Then we were off to a hotel in London.

Louis drove us and he played Two Men in Love (The Irrepressibles). I sighed happily, rolling down the windows and blasting the song. This song makes me feel powerful for loving a man. And I should be when I'm in love with Louis Tomlinson.