LONDON BOY lando norris ¹

twenty-one.

ANASTASIA FELT LIKE THROWING UP as her mother finished the final touches on her eye shadow, Charlotte behind her, combing her curls out with her fingers. Amara, Delilah, Ayala, Belle, and Lily were all chatting as they applied their make up or helped each other with their hair.

"Am I going to be a good wife?" Anastasia asked softly, looking up at Robin, who gave her a reassuring smile.

"I think you two are perfect for each other. There." Robin put the makeup brushes down and stood to the side so Anastasia could look at herself in the mirror. Charlotte grinned, placing her hands on Anastasia's shoulders and leaning down to place a kiss on her head.

"You've got this, bitch." The girl whispered to her sister-in-law, and Anastasia smiled, standing up from her seat. Charlotte and Robin went to help her with her train and the three walked over to the other bridesmaids.

"Joe, Jamie, and Dan are outside with Jimmy." Delilah spoke up, handing Anastasia her bouquet, her eyes teary.

"You look beautiful." Amara gushed, tying Belle's braid behind her back before walking over to Anastasia.

"Lando is a lucky bastard." She laughed, and the singer gave a nervous giggle.

"You ready?" Robin was at the door, holding the handle, ready to open it once Anastasia gave her the signal. The bride took a deep breath, nodded her hand and slowly walked towards the door. Robin opened it slowly, peeking outside to make sure her sons and husband were turned around.

"She's coming out..." The mother of the bride sang excitedly, and Anastasia could see Joe bouncing on the balls of his feet, something he did when he was anxious.

"Ok..." Anastasia flared her skirt out and held her bouquet at her stomach, grinding her teeth.

"Can we look?" Jimmy asked impatiently, eager to turn around, and his daughter laughed.

"Yes, you can look, dad." The four men all turned around at the same time, Jimmy immediately choking up. Dan and Jamie were beaming from ear to ear as they walked forward and pulled their little sister into a careful hug. Robin had warned them earlier to not ruin the hair and make up.

"You look so pretty, Ana." Dan smiled, pulling away from her and making room for Jimmy.

"Aw, don't cry, daddy." Her eyes softened as she looked at her father, who has tears streaming down his face.

"You're so grown up, sweetpea." He looked her up and down, holding her hand in his.

"I've thought about this day for the longest time, it's so surreal it's here." Jimmy leaned forward and planted a kiss on his daughter's cheek, Anastasia's arms wrapping around him in a tight hug.

"Joey..." Anastasia raised her eyebrows at her brother, and Joe rolled his eyes, walking over.

"Stas." Anyone could tell he was taking this the hardest. Anastasia and Joe were the closest of the Burrow kids. What with being closer in age, and dealing with fame in their own rights, something about the two kept them tied together no matter where they were.

"Are you crying?" Anastasia said teasingly as Joe embraced her gently, kissing her cheek.

"Absolutely not. Just pissed you wanted me to walk you down with Dad."

"I wasn't gonna let you get off easy." Anastasia gave him a cheeky grin, and the two interlocked their pinkie fingers, something they used to do when they were little and were having "serious" talks.

"I'm proud of you, Stas. He's a good kid. So are you. You're gonna be really happy."

"Yeah, I know... Promise to not trip him when we walk back down?" Joe shrugged, pulling his hand away.