Simon cowells daughter

~two years later~

"Mollie, grace get here now!" I said sternly, their giggling faces made it hard to be mad at them. "Gracie come here" the little two year old stumbled her short legs towards me. I adjusted her light brown pigtails, and wrapped a light pink ribbon around the pigtails. "Good girl" I kissed her forehead and she ran over to El. "Come on mollie your turn" mollie grumpily stomped over to me, her dark brown curls bobbing up and down as she did. Her hair was half way down her back so we decided to leave it down, she had the same eyes as me now, dark blue, but grace had very light green eyes, way lighter than harrys.

"You look pwetty mummy" her babyish voice slurred on the 'pr' sound of pretty.

"Thank you baby, now go to aunty" I gave her a gentle push to el.

The brown double doors opened slowly, soft piano music echoed throughout the church. Grace skipped down the carpeted isle, sprinkling her white rose petals as she made her way to the front of the church, mollie followed her, they both sat on the front row of the church seats.

El, dani and perrie walked up the isle, they looked absolutely gorgeous. Once they had reached the alter my stomach started doing backflips, butterflies and every insect swarmed in my tummy. Despite the nerves I managed to force my with heels up the isle, I smiled at harry, he looked stunning.

I stood on the opposite side of the alter, reciting each sentence after the pastor.

"Alana ruby cowell, do you take Harry Edward styles to be your lawfully wedded husband"

"I do" I smiled at the words.

"Harry Edward styles do you take, Alana ruby Cowell to be your lawfully wedded wife"

"I do" his dimpled smile appeared on his face as the words rolled off his tongue.

"You may now kiss the bride"

Harry brang his soft lips to mine, he pressed his hand against my back, leaning me back slightly as we kissed. The audience applauded and cheered.

I'm now Alana ruby styles.