*Maria's POV*
*1 Hour Later*
When Ashley arrived she had the hugest smile on her face. As did I.
I mean, Harry Styles asked me to marry him. I can't get over that.
Ashley decided to yell, "OH MY GOD! LETS GET PLANNING."
I was somewhat happy Harry wasn't here to see/hear that.
He was at an interview, but I understand that it's his job.
Ashley pulled out about 20 different wedding planner magazines, books, etc.
"Gosh. How many do you need?" I asked and snickered.
She smiled and sat down on the couch next to me.
"Okay. Since I know your more happy than I am, which I don't know how it's possible. But.. what do you wanna do first? You can take a shower and we can go Wedding Dress shopping or brides maid shopping or magazines? You pick!" She didn't even manage to take a breath through any of that so she let a big one out.
"Well.. why don't we go through some magazines first?" I said.
"Fine. But only 5, pleaseeee!" She begged.
I smiled and nodded.
"Yayyyyy!" She practically yelled.
"Okay. Flowers first. Do you have 5 magazines for that?" I asked.
"Yeah." She picked 4 our of the stack and pulled another out of her bag.
I giggled at my crazy for love best friend.
"I love how much you love, love." I say.
She crinkles her eyebrows, but smiles.
She got her teeth fixed in 7th grade, even though they were fine, but she insisted, but her smile lit up the room amazingly.
She was gorgeous, and is now.
Her perfect blonde hair flowing to her waist, her sparkling blue eyes that changed colors to brown and green, and everything, she's just amazingly.
Enough on her, time for my wedding! (:
