Secrets (h.s)

The wedding

Ella's pov
Here I am in Australia at my own wedding. Yes the wedding is in Australia because Harry wanted a beach wedding and wanted our honeymoon to be here, I also liked that idea so here we are.

The area faced the breathtaking sunset. At the end of each seated aisle, jasmine scented candles hung from naked tree branches. Spread down the aisle was white leaves, as far as the eyes could see, slightly moist so they wouldn't crack when you stepped on them. We'd have a small group of close family and friends dressed in beach attire for comfort. On either side of the aisle, they sat in white chairs set up for them on the sand.

I felt like I was about to faint, I was so nervous yet so happy. I think Perrie noticed this as she was attempting to calm me down.

"Okay, okay Ella , you need to breath... Can you do that for me?" Sophia one of my bridesmaids asked.

Only five minutes remained before my wedding began, I didn't calm down at all.

Finally, the priest came out and asked everyone to stand. It was my turn! All eyes would soon be on me. The flower girl (Harry's adorable six year old cousin) lined the path with white rose petals as the music started. I only took two steps out before I was greeted by Luke since obviously my father would not be here. He escorted me down the aisle, which seemed longer than before. He became my strength; without him I would probably fall down or something since my legs felt like jello. The guests looked at me, taking pictures of my dress, waving at me, smiling- one thing was for sure, though... no one made a sound. Up ahead I saw him, Harry, my future husband. He stood taller, his shoulders back and his eyes on me. If I wasn't mistaken I could have sworn tears filled his eyes.

Harry's pov

She looks up her beautiful blue eyes staring at mine with pure happiness. I was just admiring her feeling tears well up in my eyes, I don't know how I ever got so lucky. She goes up the couple stairs to be on the stage area beside me. We take our seats the priest saying some words but I couldn't hear anything since I couldn't stop admiring my future wife. She looked back at me like she was waiting for an answer, that's when I noticed I probably have to say I do now.

It was hard to form words and I couldn't take my eyes off her, I have the biggest smile on my face while nodding and saying "I do."

Cheers cut through the silence and Ella was smiling just as big as I was.

The priest started talking again and I couldn't have wished for a better wife.

Ella's pov

Everyone was looking at me waiting for my answer silence taking over again. My heart was beating so fast, I look over to Harry who was smiling ear to ear and it was like everyone disappeared and it was just me and Harry. I take a deep breath and with a huge smile say "I do."

A couple gasps were heard in the room, Harry's mom was crying while everyone else which was basically just friends and Harry's close family were in shock at the fact I talked. Finally though everyone cheered very loudly and the priest said " you may kiss the bride."

Instead of Harry kissing my on the lips though he kissed my forehead I closed my eyes once I felt his soft heart shaped lips on my forehead. I told Harry that I wanted to do something different and wanted it to be a bit more modest. I didn't want him to kiss my lips beside his mom, I'm a shy person.