Lovin' Styles

Mrs. Styles: Part III - Chapter 69

Harry's POV:

I watched as Skye pulled Riley away from me.

Skye's eyes were filled with tears, and Riley wrapped her arms around her.

I walked over to them. "I can't find Izzy," Skye said frantically.

"Woah, woah. She can't be far," I said. "Dani was watching them earlier. Just ask Dani."

Skye nodded and ran away.

"Having fun?"

"Yes. It's perfect." Riley breathed. I was leaning in for a kiss when Skye re-appeared, out of breath.

"Danielle said she gave Izzy off to Lexie because she couldn't find me."

"I'll go find Lex." I volunteered. I found her in a corner with Zayn.

"Hey, Har," she grinned at me.

"Have you seen Izzy?"

"No...I gave her to Eleanor." Her brown eyes filled with concern. "Can you not find her?"

"No, uh. I was just asking." I said and she turned back to Zayn.

Searching the room for El's brown hair, I caught a glimpse of a peach dress with a gold zipper.

"Bingo," I murmured as I crossed the room.

"El!" I yelled.

She smiled at me and grabbed me into a hug.

"Where's Iz?"

"Izzy? The kid?"

"Yup," I bit my lip.

"Oh, she's with Niall." She responded with a smile. "Is everything okay?"

"Uh-huh. Yea, you have fun, nothing to worry about," I said. She looked unconvinced, but went back to Liam.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. Turning around, I came face-to-face with the one and only Irishman.

"Ni! Where's Izzy?"

"I sent her off to Skye."

"Well, she's missing." I hissed.

His eyebrows shot up. "Where's Skye?"

"Near the back with Riley."

He ran towards the back, worry evident in his eyes. I followed him.

Skye was now sitting down, sobbing, shaking.

I pulled Riley aside. "Ri, Niall told me that he handed Iz off to Skye."

Riley put her hands over her face. "This is not how I wanted my wedding to go."

I hugged her to my chest. "Hey. We're together, that's what matters."

She smiled and hugged me tighter. "I don't know what I did to deserve you."

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Riley's POV:

"I'm so sorry, Skye. We can look again tomorrow." I hugged her, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. Her eyes were already red and puffy, from hours of sobbing.

"I just don't know where to look," she said quietly.

"You'll be okay." I whispered. "You have Niall, your knight in shining armor." At that, she smiled.

"Thank you for everything. Sorry for kind of ruining your wedding," she said sheepishly.

"Don't blame yourself. It's just another adventure."

I said goodbye to Skye and went outside to meet Harry in the car.

We drove to our house, silence filling the car.

Noah laid in my lap, his head drooping into my chest. Logan sat up, next to me. They were now three months old and their eyes have been open much more.

"Riley?"

"Yea?" I murmured.

"You're not mad, right?"

"I could never be mad at you. Or, even Skye or Izzy for that matter. Can we not talk about this?"

Harry nodded. "Sorry I brought it up. So, how does it feel to be Mrs. Styles?"

I grinned, despite the tear-filled night. "Perfect."