One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Louis Imagine for @FrancescaMakuletsz

Imagine for Julia

***Julia's P.O.V***

This was it. The moment I've been waiting for one year and two months. My heart was beating chaotically in my chest, and I felt like it would pop out at any minute. racing away before I could catch it. I felt like my whole body was shaking with nerves.

"Julia, stop shaking," Lia scolded me as she painted my fingernails. Lia was the best at painting; she did all these quirky designs. She loved to experiment on my fingers, saying my nails were the best.

"I'm sorry. I'm nervous," I whispered, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. Only seven more hours. Seven and counting.

"Aw, hun. No need to be nervous," Ciara commented, brushing my hair back with a comb. "Louis loves you. He's probably just as nervous as you."

"Yeah, I bet he's ranting to the boys right now about his nerves," Julie giggled, fixing all her makeup trays on my dresser, ready to get to work.

**Louis's P.O.V**

"Liam, I'm so nervous," I whispered as Liam helped to fix my tie because my hands were shaking so much.

"Lou, relax."

"I can't Liam! What of something happens! What if Julia gets hurt? What if fans crash the wedding? What if I mess up or drop the ring? Liam, what if-," I ranted, grabbing onto Liam's shoulders and shaking him.

"Louis! Knock it off! You'll mess up my jacket! And don't even go near the hair! Zayn styled it to perfection for three hours this morning! He'll kill you, wedding day or not," Liam finished, patting my back. "You'll be fine. Julia will look beautiful, you won't mess up, and in six and a half hours, you two will be together forever and having a bunch of little Louis running around. Oh God help me," Liam said, realizing what he just said.

I sighed, more relaxed. Liam was right. Julia was going to be stunning, her friends were all going to be bridesmaids, and Niall and the boys would be right beside me the whole time. This was going to go perfectly.

***Julia's P.O.V***

"Lift her head more."

"I can't. Then I won't get the eye shadow perfect."

"You guys! Stop moving her so much! The designs are going to get smushed!"

I sighed as my best friends fussed over me. Perrie, my other bridesmaid, had come in ten minutes ago, and was standing in the corner filming the whole thing. No doubt this was going to go on Twitter after the wedding was over, and me and Louis were far away at our secret honeymoon location. Well, secret to me. Everyone else knew, and they made sure that I knew that I was kept out of the loop. How rude.

"Perrie! Would you stop filming and help! We have to be in the limo in three hours!" Ciara complained, tugging and pulling at my hair. I heard Perrie sigh, and then her heels clicked over to me.

"Okay. Jul, don't put so much shadow on. Louis likes it natural. And use this lip gloss. Zayn told me that Louis confessed it was his favorite on her. Ciara, do a bun right in the back of her head, but curl her hair and let it fall. That way, it's an elegant bun, but her hair still runs down her back. That'd look nice with the dress. And, Lia, well, carry on. I don't know what to tell you," Perrie helped. Lia giggled.

"No need. I'm done," she said. I opened my eyes and looked at my nails. They were all light blue with elegant gold swirls on each. The design matched the bridesmaids' dressed perfectly.

"Oh, Lia! They're beautiful! Thank you!" I said, hugging her. Ciara and Julie protested, but it had to be done. "Will you check on the dress?" I asked. Lia nodded and left my bedroom, heading down to the guest room where we were keeping the white dress and the bridesmaids' dresses.