Preference- Getting Married
Harry Styles
"Daddy, I'm so nervous. I wish you were here." I whispered, looking at a picture of my father. He's been gone for three years now. Before he left he knew Harry and I were destined for each other. We had only been dating a year but daddy knew.
After he past Harry was there to comfort me. He and the other boys sang to me and Harry bought me flowers. Harry is always hurt in the tabloids, being called a womanizer but in all reality he's anything but.
Harry is always considerate and he's loving.
"Bug are you ready?" My brother Jason asked coming up behind me to look in the mirror. "Harry is one lucky man, (Y/N). You look beautiful." He fixed my veil and we got ready to go down the isle. My best friend Eleanor was my maid of honor. Louis was going to walk her down.
She looked stunning in the light blue floor length dress we picked out together. Next was Danielle, her and Liam had been dating for four years. Beyond perfect together. Then there was my cousin Mia, she had the biggest crush on Zayn and he on her. Despite the five year age difference they were cute. Lastly there was Harry's sister Gemma. We had grown close when she came back from Uni. Niall happily obliged to walk her down.
The wedding music started to play, which meant it was time to reveal myself to Harry... "You look beautiful." Harry whispered as I took my place in front of him.
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"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." The minister said, motioning toward Harry. Harry gazed at me before he leaned in and kissed my lips over and over in a fiery passion. His lips were soft.
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"I have a speech prepared so if you all would please." My brother stood up with a glass in one hand and the mic in the other.
"Six years ago my sister was crazy about this boyband. Mum and I didn't think she was sane when she said she'd marry one of them one day. But she never stopped dreaming that one day, Harry would know her, love her, kiss her. When she brought him home I thought she kidnapped him. Harry and I got to know each other nonetheless and he's a great guy. I wouldn't let just anyone date my sister and possibly marry her. But he's different. Harry you better take care of her. To the bride and groom, my best wishes to you both." He lifted the glass and then drank the remaining wine before handing the mic to Harry.
"Thank you, I will." Harry said, grabbing his glass. "When I met (Y/N) I new there was something about her that I loved. Maybe it was the way she screamed my name so loud I thought I would go deaf. I'm kidding baby. The truth is she's not lucky to have a guy like me, I'm lucky to have such an amazing girl that I get to spend my entire life with. In my eyes she's the perfect girl for me. I wouldn't have wished this day any other way. I love you baby." He clicked his glass with mine and kissed my cheek.
"I love you Harry." I said with tears brimmed at my eyes.
Okay so how was this one?
~Alexa
