Save Me // [Third book to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

Say Yes to the Dress

Tegan's P.O.V
August 2016

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"I'm literally screaming on the inside! You guys are getting married!" I shouted, holding Pen's hands.

"I know! We've waited a long time, but I don't know if I'm ready yet." She said, nervously.

"Don't be daft! You guys are the perfect couple. Now come on, let's go find your wedding dress!" I said, pulling her in the store.

Ruth, Nicola and Penelope's sister, Anniston, were with us. Zayn had "abandoned" me at Liam's house, so I could help prepare their wedding with them.

"Hello, who's the lucky lady trying on dresses today?" A smiling woman with her hair pulled up in a pencil came over to us, clapping her hands.

"I am!" Pen's smiled brightly, holding her hand up.

"You look oddly familiar. All of you do." She said, biting her lip, and pointing her finger between us.

We all chuckled a little. This isn't unusual.

"I've seen you all on the news! You're marrying that one boy, from that boyband? Oh, what is it, New Direction? That's it, isn't it?" Her eyebrows furrowed together.

"Yep, that's it!" I piped, holding back my laugh. Pen subtly nudged me.

"Congratulations! How exciting! Come with me." She directed us over to a line of dresses.

There was a huge range of different dresses. Some were frilly with bows, I scrunched my nose, I didn't like those much. Others were sleek, thin, and so long it would drag across the floor.

"What size, darling?" The woman asked.

"I don't know," Pen shrugged, lazily.

The woman measured Pen's shoulder length, waist, hips, head for a veil, arms, and chest. Pen seemed a bit squeamish by all the touching. That would be me. I always hated when I was getting my clothes adjusted by other people for concerts, or photoshoots.

After she was finished, the woman started picking out a variety of dresses, along with Nicola, Ruth and Anniston. I just stood there, and looked at the dresses in awe.

"Go try them on!" Ruth pushed Pen in a dressing room with about seven dresses in her arms.

We all sat on the couch that was outside the dressing room, waiting for her to come show us.

"Come on out, Penelope!" Nicola squealed.

"I hate it." Pen groaned.

"Just come out." Anniston told her.

"Please, Pen." I begged, knowing she would if I asked her to.

"Fine," she pulled the curtain back, and we gasped in sync.

This one was tight right around her chest all the way down to her waist, then is practically exploded. It was bunched in little ruffles. I scrunched up my nose, I didn't like it either.

"Spin around!" Ruth beamed.

"Oh, I've always wanted to see my baby sister in a wedding dress!" Anniston put her hands over he heart.