Wedding Bells - A Zayn Malik One Shot

Songs: Wedding Dress by Matt Nathanson

(This is the most amazing song ever, he's a really great singer. Perfect for this occassion) 

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Skye’s POV: 

Today’s the day.

I can’t even believe that this is actually happening. This is insane, okay. Wow, this is reality. If this is reality then what is a dream?

Turning my back over, I realise Zayn had already left. Too bad, I wanted to sneak in a little cuddle before he leaves. Then I noticed a note he placed on his pillow. I sit up and read it.

Skye,

No matter what happens today, I will always love you forever until the end of time.
P.s. don’t leave me at the alter because that’s going to be embarrassing.

Xx Zayn

I smiled at his little note and gave myself a quick prep talk. Then, I climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom. Checking my face out in the mirror, I thank the Lord of Heavens that I don’t have any breakouts today.

The doorbell rang and I went to open it. As soon as I opened it see a bob of blonde hair enveloping me into a hug and I spot Valerie afterwards.

It only took me one second to tell that it was my sister.

“Skye! Oh my God! I’m so excited!” she squealed. “How are you? Are you okay? Do you need anything, like water or food or magazines? Quinn Reynolds to your rescue!” she giggled to herself.

“For shits sake, Quinn. You’re suffocating her,” Valerie rolled her eyes and came to give me a hug. “Hi babe, how are you?”

I nodded, “coping, I guess. No, okay, I lie. I’m soooooooooo nervous. There’s going to be celebrities there and paparazzi- I don’t do well with media. Remember, the time when we were first seen on TV? That was no good, no good.”

Valerie made a snapping motion with her hands to tell me to shut up. “Okay, you’re going to be fine. Besides, Lou is showing up in like ten minutes so you have exactly five minutes to eat and five minutes to brush your teeth!” she hurried me.

Putting my hands up in defeat, I go to the kitchen and pour myself some cereal. I manage to eat it in three minutes and run to the bathroom to wash up. When I came down the stairs, Lou was already here. 

“Lou!” I threw my arms around her, “thank you so much for doing this. You had no idea how many fake make up artists are out there!” I sighed in relief; thank God Lou agreed to do this.

“That’s alright darling, glad I can help,” she smiled. She seated me on the makeup chair and got to work.

After about an hour, Lou handed me a mirror, and I looked at my reflection. I was absolutely star-strucken. The amount of detail on the makeup was impeccable; I must say I looked so natural, I love it!

I quickly hug and thank Lou and try on my dress. It was a strapless, A-shaped dress with a lace design on the top half. I put it on and walk down the stairs, everybody was here already- my parents, Eleanor, the photographer, my bridesmaids. They looked at me with awe as I slowly walked down.

“Hey mum, hey dad!” I ran over to my folks and hugged them.

“Oh, my baby looks so beautiful!” my mum cooed.

“You look wonderful, sweetheart,” my dad nodded.

I hugged them again, “Aw, mum, you’re going to smudge your makeup!”