Curls: Chapter 25// The End

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Harry

The first thing I see are her chocolate curls. Not her golden eyes. Not her tattoos. Or even her floral dress.

Just those curls.

Those mesmerizing curls are loose down her back and over her slender  shoulders. A flower crown keeps the hair from her eyes.

She's the most exquisite woman to ever breathe the air. And she's marrying me. Aren't I lucky?

The little girl bounces beside her in a matching floral dress and flats. Her green eyes widen at the sound of a lion roaring.

Like mother like daughter.

When they catch my eye they both have different reactions-- Arabella blushes like a madwoman, Kennedy squeals 'daddy!' loudly.

My girls.

Arabella reaches me after a moment and I pick Kennedy up. She holds onto me as we say our vows and as we kiss to seal the deal.

The three year old was excited to participate in her parents' wedding. Sadly, Arabella's father passed away after having a heart attack at a Thai restaurant leaving nobody to walk her down the aisle. Kenny said she'd do it and that was final.

➖✖➖

Watching my daughter eat her chicken and my new wife cut up the chicken I can't help but want another.

The reception is in full swing and I'm sitting here wishing my wife was pregnant again. Kenny holds up her fork.

"Look Daddy, I'm eating it all." She takes the food on her fork and puts it in her mouth. She's the pickiest child but when she does eat everything on her plate it seems like a big deal to her.

She got her mother's hair and I don't think I could be happier.

Kennedy runs over to her grandmother, Bella's mother, leaving my wife and I alone. I pull her to the dance floor as the DJ stops the music.

I adjust my tie as he calls me up to the stage. Arabella watches me curiously as I make my way up their.

"This goes out to my beautiful wife," I say smoothly into the microphone. I think some of her cousins just swooned.

The DJ starts the song and entire room is quiet, leaving me to hear the single gasp.

"I'm alone
Yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you
I want your love - Let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough - I'll put away my pride
Enough's enough I've suffered and I've seen the light

Baby
You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Come and make it all right

Don't know what I'm gonna do
About this feeling inside
Yes it's true - Loneliness took me for a ride
Without your love - I'm nothing but a begger
Without your love - a dog without a bone
What can I do I'm sleeping in this bed alone

Come and save me tonight

You're the reason I live
You're the reason I die
You're the reason I give
When I break down and cry
Don't need no reason why

Baby , Baby
[Chorus]

You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
you're my angel
Come and take me allright
Come and save me tonight,
Come and save me tonight,
Come and save me tonight,
Come and save me tonight,
Come and save me tonight"

I hand the microphone back to the DJ who restarts the dance music for the guests. I make my way down and I'm tackled into a hug.

"My favorite song," she mutters softly, "you sang my favorite song. I didn't even know you could sing."

I shrug and push some of her hair behind her ear. "Anything for my Angel."

"Harry?" She says after a while. I hum, telling her to continue. "I'm pregnant."

I glance at her. Dreams really do come true. I carress her cheek softly. "Thank you."

He grabs my tie and pulls me in for a kiss.

What can I say, girls dig the gentleman. And I dig the curls.

~fin~

Started: June 10th, 2016
Finished: July 5th, 2016

Just to make this clear: this book doesn't really have a climax and I know it. I wrote this because I just wanted to write a cutesy story with a pair of star crossed lovers. It's not a serious story and I like it this way.

Sorry if the ending was rushed I just really wanted to get everything in my mind out.

Thank you for even finishing the book! I hope you check out my other stories!

xoxo gossip girl

lmao jk my name is Mariah.

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