The Publisher

28. Harry

I had already seen Emma in her dress so I knew she looked beautiful. But I was still completely blown away when I saw her coming down the aisle behind Allison who was our flower girl. She held a bouquet of tiger lilies, one of her favorites with her sister Amanda escorting her. Amanda winked at me and I nodded at her, silently thanking her. I had come to her in a panic asking her to walk Emma down the aisle. She had said yes without hesitation. She surprised me; I was still expecting the version of her I met years before. I guess she had changed. I glanced over and saw her husband and two boys sitting farther down. Her husband had blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes and her sons looked just like him. Emma came closer and I smiled. She smiled back and Amanda helped her pull her veil back from her face. Amanda kissed her on the cheek and then squeezed her arm before making her way over to where Elise and the other bridesmaids stood.

"You look amazing." I said quietly.

"Thanks. You do too." She said back, her cheeks scarlet. The minister started speaking but I could barely focus. I heard a noise and glanced out into the crowd and saw my mum and sister wave at me. I smiled at them and Emma smiled at them as well. Finally it was time for us to say our vows. Emma went first. Elise handed her some cards and she handed off her bouquet. Emma's hands shook slightly but she still managed to smile at me.

"I've never been good at public speaking so please bear with me." she said, turning to the crowd. The crowd let out a few laughs. She turned back to me.

"Harry." She started.

"I almost didn't know where to begin. When I look at you, I can see our past our present and I can easily see our future. I know our relationship has been a rocky one at times. But we have become stronger than ever as individuals and a couple because of it."

Emma's hands were still shaking as she placed the card in the back of the deck. She glanced up at me and I smiled encouragingly.

"I guess that was why it was so hard for me to write these vows. I wanted to vow a thing like I'd always make you pancakes when you wanted them and I wouldn't rack up too high a bill when there's a shoe sale at Chanel." The crowd let out a few laughs and I smiled.

"But we both know that those vows are unrealistic." Emma shuffled through a few more cards and then lowered them.

"I Emma Knightly vow to smile with you at least once a day. I vow to let you have a say in what we name our future children if we have any." Emma smirked her 'aren't I clever?' smirk at me and I couldn't help but laugh. Leave it to her to remember something I said when I wasn't thinking over two years ago.

"I vow to take Bella out in the middle of the night, even though it's dark and scary. I vow to be more accepting of your corny jokes. And finally I vow to continue to support you in whatever you do for the rest of your life." I smiled and the crowd clapped. Now it was my turn. I turned and Louis handed me my journal.

"I was told that I shouldn't throw things away that are a part of me; no matter how embarrassing they may seem" I said holding up the journal. Emma smiled at me. I flicked open to a page.

"Emma. As you probably know, I've written pages and pages about you in my journal. Everything from when we first met to yesterday. I wanted to promise realistic things as well." I glanced back at my journal.

"So, I Harry Styles promise to at least make an attempt to remember to buy milk. I promise to remember to take a break from my work and enjoy my family more often. I promise to listen to Beyonce with you more often because her songs are really catchy." Emma let out a laugh.

"I promise to support you for the rest of your life. And I promise to continue to fill these pages with our beautiful life together."

The crowd let out a few cheers and claps. Emma and I beamed at each other.

"Does anyone object to these two being married?" the priest asked. The crowd was silent.

"I do." Louis said. I whipped around and stared at him, my eyes bugging out.

"Just kidding." He said with a laugh. I turned and saw Emma gathering up her skirts and marching over to Louis. She punched him in the arm as hard as she could.

"Jerk." She said. She went back over to me and let out a breath, her cheeks were flushed.

"I now pronounce you man and wife." The priest announced. I dipped Emma for a kiss and then we walked back down the aisle with the cheers of the church echoing in our ears.

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