My body felt numb as I stared into the mirror, making eye contact with a person that I struggled to believe is me...
my hair is pulled up so elegantly and I searched for a blemish or a flaw in my skin but after seeing Lottie, there is nothing to find...
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"You look so beautiful!" Dakota sniffled, looking anywhere but my eyes as she fights to keep her composure, "You are so beautiful...I... I love you!" She gave up and sobbed into my shoulder, wrapping me tightly in her grip and causing my body to shake with tears fighting to flow freely down my face.
"I love you, too." I whispered, closing my eyes, soaking in the last few moments of this chapter in my life. "So much."
"Little sister, you make such a beautiful bride." She exclaimed, leaning back but keeping her grip on my shoulders as she examines my dress.
"Girls." My mother peaked her head in the door, already having had her crying vest, and smiled sweetly, "It's time."
The breath is sucked out of me and suddenly my feet are rooted to the ground, "I'm not-." Taking my hands in her's, Dakota forces me to look her in the eyes in my frantic state. Silently, she waited for me to calm down before pulling me close. "Yes you are." She whispered, "You're ready for this...you are ready to walk down that aisle and into the arms of the man that will love you until the end of time."
Clutching her hand like a life line, I followed my mother down the hallway and out the front door. Stepping off of the porch steps, I let Dakota lead me towards the edge of the lake, to the willow tree that Harry would be waiting under.
When Liam , the best man, came into view I reluctantly released Dakota's hand and allowed her to intertwine her arm with his and began the slow walk down the aisle.
Slow?
Before I realized, It was my turn... The music began and around the row of bushes I heard the bustling of people standing to their feet.
"Just breathe, sweetheart." My mother whispered, "Forget all of these people...It's only You and Harry right now...none of us are here."
Repeating her words to myself, I took her arm in mine and took the first step. Rounding the corner, I face the crowd of people but all I see his him.
Clutching his hands behind his back, Harry's eyes lift from the grass beneath his feet to meet mine. Just like the day we met ( and every day since then) I feel as if those piercing emerald eyes are staring straight into my soul.
But today, glistening tears build up and threaten to pour down Harry's face as soon as he sees me. "I love you...always." He mouthed, encouraging me to take each step, slowly closing the distance between us.
As soon as we are within arms length, Harry reaches forward and takes my hand, pulling me from my mothers grasp and tightening his grip, as if he thinks I might disappear.
"My angel." He murmurs, running his thumb along my cheek before Lou moved to stand before us.
"Ladies and Gentleman, we gather together today...to celebrate the love and commitment of Harry Edward and Willow Grace...To witness the truest form of love as these two souls come together as one...it's days like today that we should begin to think about what this thing called love is...is it just a fuzzy feeling? A flutter in your chest and knot in your stomach?...or is it a deep and personal bond that you share with the one that you were meant to hold? A fuzzy feeling fades but love endures through the darkest days... A flutter in your chest will disappear as soon as danger is near but love will face anything with you and for you...love is more than something you feel because life is no longer just about you." Lou spoke, her voice flowing through my body and with each word, I'm reminded more and more of why I am here. The love I have for Harry is a step beyond every other feeling I have ever felt in my life. I didn't realize the vows have come until Harry looked deeply into my eyes and began, "Willow...the day we met I chose you...every day since then I've chosen you...on the bad days, I choose you...on the good days, I choose you...yesterday I chose you and tomorrow will be the same and every day after that because I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life walking beside you, encouraging you, lifting you up, and proving to you just how deep my love for you is so I look forward to the trials because every bad day is another chance to prove myself to the only woman in this world that I Have ever loved as fiercely as I love you."
Gripping his hands, I take deep breaths, preparing myself and praying that my voice doesn't shake as harshly as my hands are. Pulling out one ring, Lou looked seriously at Harry, "Harry, before God, these witnesses, and myself do you promise to love And cherish Willow until death do you part?" Harry nodded, "I do." And slid the wedding band onto my finger. Smiling fondly, Lou's eyes shifted to me. "Harry."I began,"my world evolved into something beautifully meaningful the day that you walked into my life...you bring out the best version of me and everyday since we met has been a step toward the person I want to be, developing the kind of love I have for you has transformed me into a person I never imagined could be me... Everywhere I look, I see you...I hear you...I feel you...because this brighter world that I live in revolves around the love I share with you."
"Willow, before God, these witnesses, and myself do you promise to love and cherish Harry until death do you part?"
"I do." I whispered, feeling myself getting lost in Harry's eyes as he stared down at me with love in his eyes and a smile plastered across his face. Sliding the band onto Harry's finger, I felt something shift in my heart...this is real...this is exactly what I want...I'm ready for the rest of my life with this man. "Then without further ado, I pronounce you husband and wife and you may kiss your bride." Grabbing the collar of his tux, I pull with all of my strength and crash my lips into Harry's. A gust of wind blows through the willow's branches as I feel myself falling more deeply in love with this man, if it were even a possibility. Pulling back, I bite my lip to fight the dorkish smile I feel coming on as we face the congregation. "I present to you, for the very first time, Mr and Mrs Styles." Lou beams, inciting a loud outburst of cheers that mimicked the exact sound of my heart drumming in my chest. Mrs.Styles...
