Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Presentable Or We Made It

Hi everyone, a very important author's note will follow at the end. For now: enjoy the chapter! xxx

Two months later...

"I am not sure if I can do this, Lily, I'll look like an idiot!" I frantically mumbled to Lily who was working on my hair. "No, you won't! You look beautiful and you'll have Harry by your side. You will be fine, alright?" She shot me a stern look through the mirror and fixed one last strand with a pin, before she took a step back. "Tada!" she grinned at me and I took in her fantastic work. My hair was falling onto my shoulders in beautiful waves. The front part was pinned back to show off my eyes which Lily had done as well. "I... Thank you, Lily, you did a great job. I look, um, I look presentable." I smiled at her, but instead of returning it, she frowned. 

"Presentable?" She raised an eyebrow and spun me around to face her. "Are you kidding me right now?" she asked me in a low tone. Her glare made me shrink back into my seat. "Um, no, um, I..." I stuttered and then quickly shut up when I saw her hovering over me. "You look fucking beautiful, Claire! You always look beautiful and won't allow you to call yourself 'presentable' when I just spent over an hour on your hair and make up to enhance your beautiful features even more! Do you understand me?" she scolded me and I gulped before I nodded. "Yes, ma'am." I replied with a small grin. She glared down at me for a couple of seconds, before the ends of her mouth twitched and we both burst out laughing.

"God, I am so proud of you, Claire! I know that this is a very big step for you, but this means so much to Harry and you look absolutely stunning, alright?" I nodded and pulled myself to my feet, before I pulled her into a hug. "Thank you for being such an amazing friend." I mumbled into her shoulder. "Thank you for letting me be your friend. I don't know what I would do without you." she admitted quietly and pulled away a little bit. "I don't know what I would do without you, either." I confessed with a smile and she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my cheek. 

We were interrupted by the door bell, which made Lily squeak and run to the front door, leaving me behind in my bed room. In the hallway, I heard Lily talk to Harry, but I couldn't bring myself to step out of my room. My eyes were fixed on my reflection in the mirror. A beautiful and confident looking woman was looking back at me with emerald coloured eyes, framed by long eyelashes. She looked like nothing could stop her and like she didn't have a worry in the world. For some reason, I felt like I was looking at a stranger, rather than my own reflection. I didn't feel confident. I felt like I was gonna break down and cry at any second because my life was completely going to change within the next hour and I was not sure if I was ready for that.

"Claire? Can I come in?" Harry's deep voice interrupted my thoughts from the door. When I didn't react, he lightly pushed the door open. I heard his breath hitch when he took in my appearance and when I finally managed to tear my gaze away from the strange woman in the mirror, I saw that he was completely taken aback. "Claire... you look, you look beautiful!" he said hoarsely and I somehow managed a weak smile. "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong, love?" he immediately asked when he noticed the distraught state that I was in. 

"Hey, Claire, what's going on? Do you want to stay here? You don't have to do this if you don't want to." he assured me and gently cupped my face, trying not to smear my makeup. I took a deep breath and looked up at his concerned eyes. "I am ready to go, I'm just... I don't feel like myself when I look into the mirror, Harry. I feel like a stranger is looking back at me and she is this beautiful and confident woman and I'm just me, Harry, I'm just me and I am scared that I'll disappoint you, I'm really, really scared Harry." My voice faded out into a whisper and I felt my body shake under Harry's strong grip.

"Claire, you could never disappoint me. Never. You might not see it yourself, but you ARE this beautiful and confident woman, love. You are the most beautiful and kindest woman I have ever met and I am so incredibly proud to call myself your boyfriend and that won't change after tonight. I will probably only feel even more proud when I see photos of us together appearing all over the Internet and not just blurry pap photos which don't do you justice. I love you, Claire. And I promised you that you wouldn't get rid of me any time soon, didn't I?"