The Other Teasdale

Twenty Two

Riley POV

"I swear, that kid's hair gets messier everytime" Lou said, barging into the bridal room after styling Harry's hair.

Darcy squirmed in my lap as Sam finished my hair and Lou started on my makeup.

"Am I too young?" I pondered, making the whole room stop moving at my surprising words.

"Riley, I swear-" Lou started.

"I'm 23 for godsakes!" I shot at her.

"You have a 5 year old daughter." She snapped back.

"Yes, and I've had her for five years; no one encouraged us to get married then! Plus, that wasn't controlled! This, we can wait for!" I said, my vision starting to get blurry.

"Don't start, babe" Sam's voice said behind me.

"You love Harry, and Harry loves you. This is what is supposed to happen" Peyton reassured me.

"Mummy, don't cry" Darcy said, squishing my cheeks together. I gave her a small smile studying her eyes that looked so similar to Harry's. I needed him... just for a second- right now. Forever, even. But right now, I just needed to intertwine my fingers with his and hear his voice telling me everything is ok and perfect.

"Baby, can you go get daddy? Tell him that mummy needs him for a second"

"Riley, what are y-" Steph started.

"I just need him for a second" I pleaded. They all looked at me for a second before my mum nodded in approval and gathered everyone out.

Harry POV

There was a knock at the door, the conversation I was having with my groomsmen stopped. I got up, brushed the non existent lint off my tux and walked to the door.

"Hullo?" I said, seeing no one in front of me.

A small giggle drew my attention to the floor, seeing a little frame that belongged to me standing out of the doorway.

"Well don't you look beautiful" I said, scooping my daughter into my arms. Riley had designed both her and Darcy's dresses for the special occasion. "How's mummy doing?" I asked, starting to walk back over to the seat I had occupied before.

"Actually" Darcy started, making me stutter in my step with nervousness. "She's going a little coocoo" She said, twirling her finger around to show just how crazy. "She told me to come get you"

I looked at the guys, who watched Darcy and I. Louis nodded, standing up and taking Darcy from me.

"Go ahead, she's obviously uneasy and needs you" Louis said, pushing me out the door.

"Isn't this like bad luck?" I asked.

"Just sit outside the door or something and talk" He said, closing the door behind me.

I watched as all the girls piled out of the bridal room from upstairs, as well.

"Is she ok?" I asked worriedly to Sam who had just passed me.

"Yeah, just last minute jitters" She shrugged, following the rest of the bunch. I walked down the hall and up the stairs, hearing deep breaths behind the white door.

"Babe?" I asked, lightly knocking on the door.

"I'm so sorry" She said, opening the door slightly so I couldn't see her and she couldn't see me.

"Do you want to talk for a little?" I offered. With a mumbled 'yeah' I took a seat on the wall next to the door. "Give me your hand, love" I said, reaching my hand into the room. The familiar feeling of her hand in mine shot electricity through my body. I felt her lips brush against my knuckles and palm. "Do you want to cancel it?" my voice cracked at the thought.