Logan's POV
-9 MONTHS LATER-
I eyed myself through the small vanity, embracing my new appearance.
My hair was no longer cascading over my shoulders, but fixed into a neat bun. The way that Eleanor had applied my makeup made my skin resemble porcelain.
I constantly found myself chewing at my lower lip, eyes darting around the room in search of something to relieve this overwhelming weight on my shoulders.
"I-I'm not ready El..." I whispered, continuing to pick at the small embellishments at the end of my dress.
"Of course you are" She replied, dusting my cheeks with blush.
I shook my head, feeling the tears prick at my eyes.
"He- I... I'm not..."
"Don't cry sweetheart." Eleanor cooed, running across the room to retrieve a small box of Kleenex.
"You two have been preparing for months now. You are more than ready, okay?" She said reassuringly.
I nodded my head, taking deep breaths.
'You're ready. You're ready.... You- You're ready Logan.' My conscience repeated.
An abrupt knock on the door made my heart flutter, my stomach flipping as Louis walked in with Darcy.
"She's ready." Louis chuckled, walking with my two year old hand in hand.
"Aren't you adorable." I laughed, trying to shrug off the last bit of tension in my body. I enveloped the tot in my arms, making her giggle loudly.
I pulled away, observing her porcelain features.
"I love you Darce." I smiled, adjusting the blue bow in her hair.
She gave me a toothless smile, fingers brushing the side of my face.
"You ready?" Louis asked, wrapping his arms around Eleanor's waist and bringing her to his hip.
"She's about to have a nervous breakdown." El answered for me.
Louis rolled his eyes, picking Darcy up and handing her to El.
"C'mon." He sighed, extending his hand.
I shook my head, connecting my eyes with the floor.
"Your husband is waiting..." Louis laughed.
I gave him a sheepish smile, my heart fluttering at the word 'husband'.
I looked up a Louis lovingly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down for a hug.
I never thought that Louis and I would be friends again...
After everything that has happened, he still remained my best friend, the brother I've never had.
"I love you Lou." I chuckled, a few tears slipping from my eyes. {moreincomments}
He cupped my cheek, pressing his lips to my forehead.
"I love you too Logan. Now let's go... Harry is suffering from an anxiety attack."
Eleanor walked with us down the steps, fixing any imperfection on my face whilst still managing to carry Darce.
"I can't believe you two are getting married next year." I laughed, looking at the both of them.
"Neither can I." Eleanor blushed, "But that's a year from now Lo, today is about you and Harry."
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
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