Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

Five Years Later

Felicity's P.O.V.

"Caro, will you zip up my dress, please?" She nodded, a big grin on her face as she walked over to me. I heard the zipper zip, and I turned to do hers up as well.

"Guys, I'm so excited," she said and I nodded in agreement.

"Same," Katrish said, coming out of the bathroom. I zipped her up too, and we stood together in front of the full length mirror. Lexi was outside planning like a mad woman, but she would get here eventually. I admired our matching dresses, and similar hairstyles. We had them done professionally, and they were all different styles, but Christopher had added certain accessories and details to make us match. He decided that we were all going to be his Maid of Honour and made sure we matched.

Leave it to Chris to decide on everyone's outfits for his wedding. He was in his happy place. There was a knock on the door, and speak of the Devil, Chris walked in, grinning at all of us. "Damn, I'm good." he said. We all laughed at him, and lined up to get in our places.

The boys and Lexi came in shortly after, taking the arm of their respective partners. I grinned at Niall, and we heard the music start. Niall and I were first, followed by Lexi and Zayn, then Katrish and Liam, and a few of Chris's brothers and sisters. His brother, True was outside already. As he had been one of the chosen best men, Harry and Chris had each picked one, he was to wait for the rest of us with Harry and Louis, who was Harry's chosen best man obviously. Clarissa was in front of Niall and I with the multiple flower girls and boys. All of Christopher's nieces and nephews wanted to be a part of the wedding, so they just let them all have that title.

The vows were spoken, and the two kissed, probably for the only time in their relationship. Publicly anyways. The doves were released, and Katrish wiped the tears from her eyes. I giggled at her, and grabbed hers and Caro's arms, Caro grabbing Lexi's, and dragged then back down the aisle.

I was in a super good mood, and needed to dance off my energy.

Later on, at the reception, I was taking a break from dancing, standing by the food table. A pair of footsteps were heard from behind me, and pale arms wrapped around my waist. I turned and smiled brightly at him, and then looked back at the dance floor, watching Harry and Chris dance. It was cute, really. How much Chris tried to deny his feelings, and how much Harry refused to give up over the years, and they both ended up winning. I glanced down at the ring glittering on my own finger, and linked my hands with Niall's around my tummy. He pulled me closer to his chest, and we swayed on the spot, me bursting into a giggle fit.

If there's anything I've learned about lost relations, it's that it puts trust to the test and brings love with it. I wouldn't have it any other way.

The End