I'll Wear What I Want On My Wedding Day

(A/N): a few things before you read.

1. This was a prompt someone gave me on Omegle and if he/she (never said really) has a wattpad and will inbox me I will give them the dedication to this because I probably would of never came up with this. So thank you person!

2. I did use pretty much everything according to the prompt but I made it a AU and added some of my own things as you'll see in the one-shot

3. I would really like some feedback and please tell me if you guys like this or not! some creative criticism is good as long as it isn't hateful!

4. I love all my readers so thank you I love you xx

NOW YOU MAY BEGIN :D

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On this day there are birds chirping and bells ringing. Love is in the air so why not have a wedding on the 14th day of the month, February. Somewhere in Cheshire, lays a mansion with people buzzing all around trying to make things perfect for what's to happen there in a few hours time. But in one room a frazzled Harry is conflicted when his mother is refusing his outfit of choice an his fiancée refusing his shoes. "But mum it's my day! I want to wear this! Louis says my dress and veil and train are okay!" Harry huffed; all he wanted was to walk down the isle like a bride would in his white flowy wedding dress with its long train and veil covering his face. Anne was refusing to let her son leave the room like that though and Louis well he didn't care as long as Harry wore shoes that wouldn't make the boy taller than he already was.

Anne sighed. "Harry, love, I know it's your wedding day and that Louis has agreed on the dress just not your shoes but don't you think you'd be a bit more comfortable in your tux instead?"

"No mum! I want to wear the dress! My wedding is the one day I want to wear a dress. Louis won't let me wear my heels at least let me wear the dress mum!" Harry plead. Wearing a dress meant a lot to him for reasons he chose not to share with others and he wants to wear his hot pink stilettos also but Louis had put his foot down on that one saying he already had to be on his tip toes to kiss Harry as it was and didn't want more height to be added.

Anne had enough of trying to reason with her son and try to get him to wear the suit. She gave up, not totally but enough to were she exited Harry's room and went to Louis' knocking on the door and patiently waited for either Louis or his mother, Johanna, to answer. Jay opened the door a crack to see who it was and quickly ushered in Anne and made sure nobody, Harry, was with her. "Louis you need to talk some sense into him!" Anne exclaimed as soon as she saw Louis, who was messing with his hair.

Louis looked at Anne questionably before it all clicked in his head, Anne didn't want Harry in the dress. Louis chuckled before turning to Anne. "He's fine wearing what he wants Anne. I told him if he wanted to wear a dress so be it, I won't stop him." Louis smiled.

"Oh really and what about the heels he was putting on as I left the room." Anne challenged, she knew good and well Harry wasn't putting on the heels even though he so badly wanted to.

That made Louis' eyes go wide. "No! Now that you need to stop!" Louis didn't want Harry in heels because if Harry was playing the bride in this he didn't need to be even more taller that Louis than he already was. "I'm not having Harry even more taller than me!" Louis whined like a young child. Jay laughed at her son and agrees with him actually. jay didn't mind that Harry wanted to wear a dress it was his and Louis' wedding after all and who was she to stand in the way of what they wanted but she did agree that the heels could wait until Louis and Harry they were alone to be pulled out and worn.

Anne huffed this was not going how she wanted it to. She loves her son and supports him anyway possible but when it comes to his wedding day she imagined him in a suit with a cute bow tie to complete it. But then again Anne at one point, before he turned fifteen, she saw him marring a girl. At the age of fifteen is when Anne saw the change in her son. He had less and less girlfriends but would still have girl friends. She saw the way he'd check out guys the way she saw him check out girls. Anne knew before Harry knew that he was gay or bi and more than likely end up with a boy. When Louis came into town and showed as much interest in Harry as Harry was him, she knew that they'd be getting married one day and here they are after five years of dating and a year and half of engagement, Louis twenty-five and Harry twenty-three, the two are to be married later that day. Anne was honestly happy her son found love and true love at that, but she still didn't see the image of Harry in a wedding dress on this day. "I'm going back to Harry then see if I can talk the boy into a suit!" She walked out the door.