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

"I Do!"

Tegan's P.O.V
August 2016

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I skip down the steep wooden stairs in Liam's house, a bag with everything I need for today resting on my shoulder. I head to the kitchen. In the kitchen Liam is at the stove making pancakes, Dylan sitting in his booster seat, munching these little puff things.

"Good morning, Liam!" I chirp, heading over to Dylan. "Good morning, Dyl!"

Dylan waves at me with one hand, while his other hand puts food in his mouth. He picks up one of the puffs and holds it out to me. I lean down with my mouth open, and Dylan feeds it to me. It tastes like strawberry banana, kind of disgusting, but kind of good. Dylan laughs, and clapps his hands together.

"Thank you, Dylan." I said, laughing.

"Good morning, T. Got all your stuff?" Liam asks me.

"Yes," I answer. "Remember you have Dylan most of the day today until it's time to walk down the aisle."

"Yes, I know. Penny only remind me a hundred times." Liam chuckles, handing me a plate of pancakes.

I sit at the small breakfast table, eating the small stack of pancakes, chatting with Liam.

"I'm getting married." Liam breathes out, setting his fork down on his plate, and smiling so wide I thought it would fall off.

"That you are."

"And Harry's having a kid, we're all growing up." He laughs as I roll my eyes. "You know I love you, right? No matter how much you love to torture me."

"I love you, Liam. You know I'm really proud of you, right?" I say.

Liam tilts his head, confused. "I should be the one telling you that."

"You tell me that enough, I think it's about my turn to return the favor." I look up from my plate to smile at him.

"Stop it, it's too early to get emotional."

"I'm not trying to make you. I'm just happy for you. You deserve this, you know? Penelope is such a wonderful woman, and she loves you so freaking much." I ramble on.

"We've got to get going, or she might not love me so freaking much." Liam mocks me, standing up and taking both of our plates to the sink.

We both gather everything we need into the car. Liam straps Dylan into his booster seat, and I sit in the passenger seat.

Once we arrive to the cute little venue everything goes by in a blink of an eye. Penelope is running around like a madwoman, while still managing to get ready, while I help her nieces change into their flower girl dresses.

Her brother has two daughters, a ten year old, and a three year old. The both of them were going to be the little flower girls, while Dylan was going down the aisle in a wagon, with the assistance of his older cousin, Penelope's nephew.

I slip on my dress, making sure everything is in place before helping the two little girls into their's. I re-curl a few strands of my hair that had fallen down.

I stare at Penelope in awe, as she looks at herself in the mirror. She looks absolutely stunning in the off white lace dress, the sleeves covering her arms, hair curled to perfection, hanging around her face. She adjusts a white and dusty pink flower crown on her head.