chapter 38-breath ebony. breath.

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for the first time in a long time it all seemed peaceful. everything was finally clicking into place, as the giant wooden doors opened.

I saw my curly headed bestfriend, at the front. but he isnt the groom. but he's looking handsome and cheery.

I grip my flowers and walk to the front trying to keep my composure,  and remember to walk a certain pace so I wouldn't fall flat on my face. the groom is smiling ear to ear and looking nervous.

I walk to the front and take my place, taking in a deep shakey breath.

people crying, and smiling, then they watch as Perrie edwards make her way down the isle in a mind blowingingly beautiful gown, to zayn. her zayn.

as they say their vowes, my eyes wander to the goldon ring on my hand that blends with the short goldan bridesmade dress and my knees become a bit weak.

this will be harry and I, soon. this will be us.

breath ebony.  breath.

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