How Can You Think That

Chapter 31

*Christy POV*

Niall drops me off, he leans down and gives me a long French kiss before releasing me.

I walk up to Rachel and Harry's apartment and ring the buzzer. The door clicks and I walk up the stairs to their apartment.

An excited Rachel with rollers in her hair, a silk dressing down and a glass of champagne in her hand jumps to me and hugs me.

"OMG!! IM MARRYING HARRY STYLES!!!," She screams and runs back in.

Ohh Rachel, that's the fangirl Rachel I know.

I giggle and walk in, everyone is in dressing gowns and their hair is being attended to by professional stylists.

"Hiya, just go strip and put on this underwear and dressing gown" a stylist smiles at me.

I obey and go to the bathroom. I put on the pink and white lacy bra set and put on the dressing gown. The back of the dressing gown said "Christy Horan" I walk out the bathroom laughing.

"Oi! I'm not Mrs Horan?" You giggle

"Yeah, but it's obvious that you will be soon," Ashleigh giggles.

"I know, Niall is head over heels for you honey," Danielle chimes in.

I look up and blush, all the bridesmaids are here now.

Me. Danielle. Ashleigh. Eleanor. Perrie. Rachel's cousin and her little nephew Mason as a Paige boy.

I sit down and someone pours me champagne. I sip the bubbles while a stylist begins to work magic on my thick brown locks.

She puts my hair up in a fancy wedding type updo, she then adds spirals with diamonds in it and hair sprays it in place.

She then starts with my makeup. This gives me and idea of what my dress is like.

The stylist starts by making my skin flawless and glowing, she shapes my eyebrows and applies short and elegant eyelashes and applies a peachy pink eyes shadow, with matching blusher and a glossy pink lipstick, baby pink.

Guessing the dress is baby pink? What a surprise.

We all talk for ages while our nails are done and our legs are waxed.

After about 1 hour everyone is ready to get dressed. This is when I notice the photographer that's been taking pictures of us all talking and laughing for the wedding album.

Cute.

Our dresses are brought out and revealed.

It's a typical choice of Rachel. It has her written all over it.

Before me sits a baby pink dress, fitted on top in a sweetheart strapless shape, the puffy and slightly sticky out at the bottom with little crystals randomly placed in places.

It's beautiful.

I put it on and it fits perfectly, the stylist laces up the back and I'm handed a pair of silver sparkly heels and a bouquet of pink and white roses.

The stylist finishes off her masterpiece by placing a small tiara in my hair.

Done.

I look around and everyone looks beautiful. Now we wait for Rachel to come out and show is her dress.

We wait excited and nervous then Rachel giggles and opens the door, revealing herself.

Wow. She looks so beautiful, the dress fits her little petite figure. It's a white version of our dresses except more sticky out and a long train with a veil and a big tiara.

"You look beautiful!," I say letting a tear run down my cheek.

Everyone laughs and my stylist runs over with a tissue and dabs my cheek.

"Thank you!," She squeals.

I check the time, as head bridesmaid, I need to be in charge of everything running smoothly with the girls, Niall has the same job except with the boys.

"C'mon, the limo is here!," I say making everyone excited.

We walk down the stairs and all the bridesmaids get in first, except me, Rachel goes in and I follow, pushing her dress in after me...