The Reception;)

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Taylor's POV

I was in the limo on the way to the reception when we heard, screaming? "Oh no! They found us!" Louis panicked. "Who?" I asked. "The fans!" "Oh no! Call the driver Lou! I'm not dieing the day I'm married!" Did I say that out loud. Oh well! I'm not dieing! "Hey can you go to the back Paul?" I heard Louis ask. "Yes sure thing, Louis, we wouldn't want the new Mrs. Tomlinson getting mobbed, do we?" "No sir!" I smiled. "Thanks Paul!" I replied. Once we got in we saw tables, chairs, flowers, a DJ, and the food table. "Niall stay away from that table!" Katie yelled at the little Irish boy. "He will never change. Will he?" "Nope." Liam stated. I laughed. "Want to sit down?" I asked Louis. "Yeah." Then we went to the biggest table there and sat down. "I love you!" "I love you more!" "Pfft, sure Lou, whatever you say." I laughed at his face. It looked shocked. "I'll be right back." I got up and went to the DJ. I asked him to play More Than This. Since it was my favorite song of the boys. It started playing and the boys got up on chairs and sang it. Niall fell twice. He was tipsy, I'm sure. When the song ended Louis came up to me and said, "Did you do that?" "No...." "I love you so much, Taylor." He replied and kissed me. "Will the bride and groom come to the dance floor to do the first dance." We walked onto the floor and my feet were killing me. I cursed the heels I was wearing and threw them at Caleigh. She huffed in annoyance. The song 'Forever and Always' was on and we danced to it. "This song is sad." "I still love it. its like your proposal, remember?" "Yes, you just came out of a coma." He sighed. Remembering the accident. "Louis, you okay?" "Never better! I couldn't be any happier. Unless your pregnant?" "Shut up, Louis." "Just saying." "Eventually, I hope." I said resting my head on his shoulder. "Yeah, me too." He said happily. As the song ended, Liam asked if he could dance with me. The next song was hot air balloon by Owl City. "What were you and Louis talking about?" He asked suddenly. "About, how he proposed and if we were parents." I answered truthfully. "Can you imagine Louis being a dad?" I laughed imagining Louis being covered in baby food. "Yeah, I think it would be a disaster, honestly." He laughed this time. "Liam, thanks for everything." "No problem little sis." He patted my head and helped me return to my husband.

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