The Wedding Menders |l.t au|

19. Tux. Tarzan. Time.

Louis William Tomlinson

There were three mirrors that I was checking myself in. The tux I tried on seems to be the best among the seven shown to me.

I step out and the man serving Harry and me was waiting to hear our comments turns to me.

"I'll take this one." I tell him, he nods his as head as he checked me out. "Alright sir, we'll place the order for this." He tells me and walked out of the area. Harry stepped out of the changing room he was in wearing a tux that I told him to try on.

"Are you sure this is good?" He checks himself in one of the stand up mirrors. "You look like a prince and like Tarzan. You do intend to set it well for the day, right?" I ask him.

"Yeah, I've spoken to a stylist to make me have a bun on my head." He looks at me through the mirror, I chuckle and look down at my shoes.

"You look great in that suit." he comments.

"It's the best I've tried on." I say, Harry nods his head and we both turned to the man who was attending us, I walked back into the changing room to dress back into the clothes I wore and came while Harry told the man a few alterations he required for the tuxedo he chose.

Once we were done, we headed to have some lunch. I could have to large steaks, I as that hungry.

The cute waitress provided Harry and me the menu, before she left us to read the menu, I wink at her causing her to blush a little.

"You claim to be in love and you're openly winking at women." I hear Harry comment from behind the menu.

"She's cute and hot, it's natural." I shrug and look down at the menu. In another minute or so, the same waitress came to the table and asked us about our order. Both Harry and I ordered for some large meal of steaks, mashed potatoes and technically anything that would go along with it.

"So, where have you guys reached?" I look at him, he reached for his glass of water and took a quick sip of it. "I mean, what stage are you guys on?" I frown.

"What do you mean by what stage?" I ask as I took of some water, he chuckles.

"I'm asking about my wedding. Where has that reached?" I let go of the frown when he made him clear of what he asked. "What were thinking?" He asks, I shook my head.

"It's going good. We've shot listed the flowers, Callie is still working on the gown and the tux is done." He nods.

"The venue is decided, they've told me that they would get back with me." I tell him. "Now the four of us need to meet up to decide on the guest list because I got to know from the venue the number of people we can accommodate."

The waitress came back to our table with our meals, she set it before us and told us to enjoy our meal. I take a little spoon of the mash and then grabbed the fork and knife to slice the steak.

"We could meet up one evening for that. All of us must be free for that." I nod as I heard Harry speak.

"Anyway, we could decide on that over phone maybe but I wanted to talk to you about something." Harry looks at me, I stop chewing for a moment.

Please! It should not be about Callie and me!

"Dani and I were thinking of buying a house together so that we could move in there after the wedding." he says. "What do you think?" he asks me.

"What's there for me to say?" I ask before I take another piece of my steak. "It's both of your decision." I shrug.

"Although, I think Dani should talk about this with her mother and her sister." he nods his head. "I know your side of it and it would totally weird for both of you stay under same roof of that of your parents." I say.