Chapter 9

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Liam's POV:


"Liam get up! Today's their big day!" Niall yelled and I slowly opened my eyes and stretched. "Yep. Can't believe Elizabeth is their flower girl," I said



and Niall sat up. "Speaking of that, ELIZABETH!" He yelled and she scampered into the room in a pink dress with a small tiara. "Oh my goodness! It's



adorable," I said and picked her up. "I know, daddy," she said and put her head on my neck. "Did somebody hit you?" She asked. "What? Did



somebody- oh," I said, realizing she was talking about the love bite Niall gave me. "No, nobody hit me. Sometimes, when you really love somebody,



you bite their neck and suck on it and it looks like this. It's called a love bite," I explained and she bit on my neck. "What are you doing?" I asked.



"Giving you a love bite," she said and pulled back. "Thank you," I said and messed her on the forehead. I set her down and she ran out of the room.



"I'm so happy for them," Niall said, trying to fix his bow tie. "Yeah. It'd be hard not to be. Here, let me get that for you," I said and straightened it.



"Thanks," Niall said and we got Elizabeth and drove to the church. "There you guys are, hurry up. Places, there's only 10 more minutes until it



starts," Louis's mom, also the wedding planner, said. We stood where we were supposed to. I stayed out here to wait for Louis. A few minutes later



he ran into the room, straightening his suit. "So, you're finally getting married," I said and he nodded. "It took us a while to figure out who would



walk down the isle. Harry's going to wait up there," Louis said. "Why did it take you so long to figure out?" I asked. "Harry said he wouldn't want



me walking down the isle since I got all that glass in me even though the accident was half a year ago, and he also didn't want me to because he



said it would make me feel like a girl which it would but I said it was alright, as long as I got to end up with him," he said and smiled. "He's still



talking about the accident?" I asked. "Yeah. He has a few scars, too. I just have the ones you can see easier," he said, sliding a finger down his



cheek on the long scar. "Oh, shit! It's starting!" He cursed and fixed his hair. I chuckled and moved his hands. "Louis, you'll be fine," I said and he



nodded. The music started and we started walking down the isle.



Louis's POV:

As the music started all I was worried about was finally being able to claim Harry as my own. We reached the end of the isle and I stood by



Harry, entwining my fingers with his. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. We said our vows and Harry leaned down. I stood on my tiptoes and



our lips connected. I slid the ring on his finger and he did the same and we pulled apart.


*******

After the ceremony, Elliot ran towards us, stumbling onto my leg. I picked him up and kissed his forehead. "You're getting heavier, Elliot," I said and



he nodded. "Elizabeth was wondering if I could stay the night with her and Niall and Liam. Something about a honeymoon or something," Elliot



said and I nodded. "Yeah, you can go," I said and set him down. He ran towards them and they looked at me. "So, do you like the ring?" Harry asked.



"I love it. It's awesome," I said. "Look at it more closely," he said and I did. I read the words, 'Hazza + BooBear = forever,'. I jumped up and smashed my



lips on Harry's. He caught me and traced my lip with his tounge. I didn't hesitate to open my mouth and soon his tounge was exploring every inch



of my mouth. "PDA!" Niall shouted, followed by, "save it for the honeymoon! There are children here!" Harry set me down and we walked to the



car. "It's been almost a year, and I'm still scared to go in one," Harry said and I nodded, opening the door and letting him in. "The goddamn truck. It



was his fault," I said as the car started up. We drove to the house and had our honeymoon there. "I love you," I whispered in Harry's ear as he



curled up by me. "I love you, too," he said and I put my hands on his back, feeling the ragged, uneven, skin from so long ago. "We will be together



forever, right?" I asked. "Always, unless you change your mind. Whatever you want, I want," he said. "I want you to stay with me forever, just



laying here in this room," I said and he sighed. "Alright," he said and I closed my eyes and fell asleep under the steady beat of his heart.

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