True Love Doesn't Come Easy -One Direction fanfiction-

Epilouge

Claire's POV

I was so nervous.

And happy.

I wanted to puke.

But then again I wanted to jump around and laugh because I was so happy.

What if I tripped?

Oh my gosh.

I'm going to die.

I could here some soft piano playing behind the big beautiful doors.

I glanced at my dad.

He had never looked nicer.

I could tell he wasn't completley loving this but he had to understand, I wasn't a little girl anymore, I was 24 years old. I had graduated college and I had a great job, surely I would be ready for this..

I looked down at the flowing white.

My dress was beautiful.

But it was long.

What if I tripped on it?

Yeah I already said that.

A worker was standing near the door, ready to open it for when it was time.

"Ready?" He asked.

I found myself nodding even though I was nowhere near ready.

He opened the doors and I found myself walking in, arms linked with my dad.

I looked around, the venue was beautifully perfect.

But then I looked forward.

There I found Liam, staring straight at me.

Instnatly the butterflies disappeared.

I found myself staring straight at him, it was like we were the only two here. Everybody else had dissappeared.

I tried to walk faster to get to him. But my dad held me at a steady pace.

I kept walking until I reached him.

My dad handed me to him. And I immediately took Liams hand in my own.

I had always dreamed of this moment.

And it was finally coming true.

The ceremony was short and soon I heard, "You may now kiss the bride."

Liam took me in his arms and kissed me; it was perfect, and sweet, but we soon had to break apart.

He held me at arms length and then I wrapped my arms around his neck. Staying like that for atleast a minute.

The love we felt for eachother had never died down. I loved him and he loved me. I was sure that would never change.

I stared at my five bridesmaids. My best friends. I loved them so much.

Pretty soon I was crying, and glad I had worn waterproof makeup.

The rest of the day was perfect. It was the best wedding I had been to if I do say so myself.

I was a little nervous about the honeymoon. I mean, I wasn't a virgin, Liam had taken that a couple years ago, but he wouldn't even tell me where we were going.

It turned out that the honeymoon was in a private island, somewhere in the Pacific ocean. Liam had bought us a private island. He had named it after me, Claire Marie. It was beautiful, and so was he inside and out.

It was all perfect. And I was so glad that I had missed the bus at that math camp seven years ago.

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Ik you hate me and this okay thats it bye