(Ghina's in Multi-Media)
I was walking down the aisle. It was a dark brown mat leading to a smiling Harry. I was holding dark red roses, with my veil rose crown, and long white dress. We didn't want to do anything fancy, but we Harry called his mate Zayn to be the priest. We knew we could trust Zayn. We made him and Ghina swear to never tell anyone, not even family. I was upset, my father wasn't here to see this. I reached Harry in a tuxedo.
"You may kiss the bride" Zayn said throwing the book behind him jokingly. I chuckled, and kissed Harry smiling. I ran down the aisle, and threw Ghina the bouquet of flowers. Ghina was my old school friend, she was usually good at keeping secrets. But she brought this dude named Niall, Niall Horan. He's her boyfriend or something. I ran to Ghina and Niall hugging them. Niall smiled and handed Harry the rings. He slipped one on his finger and then mine. They had our names carved on the opposite ones. Harry's said 'Nadia' and mine read 'Harry'. Ok, so not your typical everyday wedding but I was happy. I married the king, My king.
Harry carried me home bridal style. It’s funny this wedding. Only about 5 or 6 people, nothing fancy. Just simple and enjoyed. Ghina went home, she said she'd visit some time, I just don't know when.
It was exactly midnight, and there was a full moon, so Harry and me decided to sleep outside on the Hammock.
"I love you" he whispered and kissed my cheek. I chuckled at his sweetness.
"Love you too" I smiled, and kissed his cheek in reply. It's funny how tomorrow will be just like a regular day, like my old life. I wonder if we'll have kids? 1, maybe 2? Hmmm...It's Harry after all.
"You guys are so cute" a girly voice sighed. I turned to see Ghina up in a tree branch. She was always weird, foxy, and cat like. Mysterious actually. She jumped down from the tree branch, somehow not breaking her legs, and walked toward us.
"Cutest dang couple I've ever seen" she chuckled. We chuckled too, because we knew it was true, and we earned this, of everything we went through to be here together, in each other's arms. She walked away into the woods, disappearing like a ghostly mistress. Mysteriously.
