The Sweetheart

Chapter 32

-Ella-

"Stop twitching!"

"Sorry Lottie, I'm just really nervous," I said. Louis' sister was doing my makeup for the wedding, and my eyes wouldn't stop twitching. The rest of me was trembling. My father was away on business, because he doesn't care enough to show up to his only daughter's wedding. Fine by me, I just won't show up at his funeral. Jesse was going to be walking me down the aisle. When Lottie finished my eye shadow, I looked in the mirror. My long dark hair was in a French braid that went down over my shoulder, my makeup was an absolutely flawless, thanks to Lottie, smokey eye, and my dress was form fitting down to my mid thigh, and then flowed down four feet behind me. It hugged my body perfectly, and made it look like I actually had curves. My braid had small flowers weaved in, and I had to say, I looked beautiful.

"Ella honey, can I come in?"

"Yes mum." My mum entered the room, and gasped.

"Ella, darling, you look absolutely beautiful. Oh, look at you!" She took out her camera, and snapped a quick photo of me. Another knock came, and then Jesse entered the room.

"You look beautiful Ells," he said.

"Thanks Jess. Are we ready?" Everyone nodded, and then we proceeded toward the door. Lottie went out first, accompanied by Harry, Louis' best man. Then Michael, Jesse's brother carried the rings out, and then Daisy, one of Louis' twin sisters, went out. She expertly dropped the white and red rose petals. I took a deep breath, and Jesse and I walked into the room. As we walked down the aisle, I was the center of attention. I looked at Louis, standing at the altar, the boys standing beside him. I had no girl friends, so I had Louis' sisters be my bridesmaids. Lottie was my Maid of Honor. Lottie and I grew close while Louis and I were dating, and she's a fantastic babysitter. Penelope absolutely adores her aunt Lottie. When I reached the altar, Jesse pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, and stepped to the side. Louis took my hands in his, and the ceremony began.

"We are gathered here today to witness the bond of Ella Grace Harmon, and Louis Troy Austin, in holy matrimony." (Fun Fact: Louis was not born Louis William, he was born Louis Troy Austin. He took on Mark Tomlinson's name.) The whole ceremony, I was looking into Louis' pale blue eyes. Then we needed to say our vows.

"Ella Grace Harmon, I promise to always take care of you and Penelope. I promise to make you happy, and to make you laugh at the darkest of times. I promise that I will always love you."

"Louis Troy Austin, I promise to be the light in the deep dark cave of life, and to pick you up when you fall down. I promise that I will always be there to help you. Whether it's pulling a prank, or wondering how to heat up baby formula. Just shout, and I'll be there."

"Louis, do you take Ella to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health. Till death do you part?"

"I do."

"And Ella, do you take Louis to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health. Till death do you part?"

"I do."

"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Mr. Austin, you may now kiss your bride." Louis lifted my veil, and gently kissed my lips. Our friends and family clapped, and we pulled apart. "I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Louis and Ella Austin." Louis and I walked back down the aisle into the ballroom the reception would be in. All throughout the reception, Louis and I never left each other's sides. Until his mum asked to dance with him. I went and danced with Jesse.