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HANEINS POV

So my mom is really excited for Harry's and I's wedding. Today she wanted to go dress shopping. I'm 14 and the wedding is gonna be 20 days after my birthday. August 24th is the wedding.

"Hanein? Love?" Harry calls.

"In here!" I yell.

"Hey, love," Harrys says as he sits next to me.

"Hey, babe," I reply as I cuddle into his arms.

"Dress shopping today. You ready for this?" Harry asks.

"Yes because as soon as I walk down that aisle. You'll be the one I see standing there waiting for me to say 'I do,' and that Harry. I'm ready for," I say as I get lost in his eyes.

He kisses my head and looks me in the eye. "I love you so much,"

"I love you to, Harry."

"Hanein!!," my mom and Anne signaling me that it's time.

"Looks like it's time," I say as I kiss Harry.

"Good luck, love," he wishes me.

"Thanks gonna need it. I love you,"

"I love you to, babe," he says.

I get in the car with Anne and my mom. Anne and my mom came to France for this special day.

"I'm so excited," Anne says.

"Me too," my mom agrees.

-10 minutes later-

"We are here!!," Anne and my mom say.

We went in and checked in and waited for someone to help us.

"Hello, are you Hanein?" A girl dressed in a blue, tight, knee high dress.

"Yes, hi," I smile and shake her hand.

"It's nice to meet you. So who did you bring with you today?" She asks.

"This is Anne, my fiancé's mother. This is Morgan, my mom," I say.

I didn't bring anyone else because i was already nervous and I didn't want to be more stressed out.

She shakes their hands and gets out a clip board.

"What are we looking for today?" She asks.

I show her a picture of the dress I wanted. (Picture on the side)
The dress suits my mom and Anne's desires. My mom is Arabic. The dress has a Arabic wedding dress look to it. Which she likes. Anne wanted a traditional American dress mixed with our traditional dress which is exactly what it is. The big part of the dress is a American traditional dress.

"What's your budget?" The girl asks.

"$4,000," I reply. This time I'm paying for something. Harry think he's paying, but he isn't.

"Ok. I will be right back," she said and she walks to a hallway or room full of dresses.

-5 minutes later-

"Right this way, Hanein. Family we will be right out," the girls says leading me to a little dressing room.

Hey guys!! Sorry I'm a day late. I thought it was still Friday. This part of the story might get a little emotional. Idk yet, but enjoy!! I'll upload when I can!! Please bare with me.

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