Today is the day I marry the love of my life, Zayn. As I sit in front of the mirror, I still can't believe it's finally here. The excitement, the nerves, everything is starting to hit me all at once. In the room with me are the women who mean the most to me: my mom, Mary, and Zayn's mom, Trisha. My friends Sophie, Kathrine, Maya (who is 39 weeks pregnant with a boy due next month), and Danielle are by my side. Zayn's older sister Doniya, along with his younger sisters Waliyha and Safaa, are here too.
Lou Teasdale, One Direction's hairstylist, is gently working through my hair, creating something I know will be beautiful. Doniya is carefully applying my makeup. Meanwhile, Lou's five-year-old daughter, Lux, is playing nearby. She's my flower girl, and seeing her in her little dress makes my heart melt.
My bridesmaids—Sophie, Kathrine, Danielle, Doniya, Waliyha, and Safaa—are chatting softly as they get ready. Maya, my Maid of Honor, looks stunning even with her baby bump, and I feel so lucky to have them all with me on this special day.
"How are you feeling?" Sophie asks, coming up behind me with a soft smile.
"Nervous," I admit with a laugh. "But also excited. I can't believe this is real."
Maya rests her hand on her belly, smiling. "You're going to be such a beautiful bride, Layla. Zayn's going to lose it when he sees you."
I glance at her in the mirror and grin. "I hope so."
Danielle is adjusting her dress in the corner. "Don't worry. If he doesn't, we'll remind him how lucky he is," she jokes, making everyone laugh.
Lou steps back to admire her work. "There, all done. What do you think?"
I look at my reflection. The elegant curls and pinned-up style make me feel like a princess. "It's perfect, Lou. Thank you so much."
Doniya hands me a tissue as she finishes my makeup. "Just don't cry before you walk down the aisle, okay?"
I nod, laughing. "No promises. I'm already tearing up thinking about it."
Waliyha walks over, holding a bouquet of flowers. "Here, these just arrived. They're beautiful, just like your day is going to be."
I take the bouquet, my hands shaking slightly, but my heart feels full. "Thank you all for being here. I couldn't imagine doing this without you."
Trisha, who's been quietly watching, steps forward and squeezes my shoulder. "You're going to make a wonderful wife to my son, Layla."
I smile at her words, warmth filling my chest. Today is going to be perfect. With all these people surrounding me, I know it's going to be the best day of my life.
This is what my wedding dress looked like
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
