Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Epilogue

11th June 2019

"Are you ready?" Lily' voice asked from behind the paravent and I could hear her shuffle around in her long ivory coloured bridesmaid dress. "I, um, I... can you help me with the buttons at the back?" I asked her timidly and hesitantly stepped out from behind the paravent, one hand holding my dress together at my back. My mum's eyes immediately filled with tears and she clapped her hand over her mouth. My eyes wandered over to Lily who's whole face lit up when she saw me. "Claire, honey, you look beautiful!" my mum gushed and Lily nodded in agreement, before she stepped behind me and gently closed the buttons on my back.

"I agree with your mum, you look stunning." she said quietly into my ear, before she stepped away from me. "All done, now come on, look into the mirror already!" she almost demanded and gave me a little push into the direction of the mirror. Taking a deep breath, I turned around and my eyes widened when my eyes found my reflection in the big mirror. The woman looking back at me was beautiful. Her white dress elegantly fell down her small frame and somehow managed to make her look like a princess on the way to prince charming's ball. "I... I don't... Thank you, Lily! And you, too, mum! Thank you so much!" I thanked both of them from the bottom of my heart and turned around to face them.

"Harry will probably cry when he sees you." Lily chuckled and I felt my lips automatically tug into a smile at the mention of my fiance's name. "He better cry!" my mum joked and Lily and I laughed. "But knowing him, he'll shed a tear anyway." my mum added with a grin and I nodded in agreement. "You're probably right." I agreed with her and the three of us giggled for a couple of seconds, before we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who's there?" Lily called out through the door and walked across the room. "It's your favourite Donny lad, the substitute father of the bride for the day." Louis' voice floated through the closed door, making all of us laugh before Lily opened the door for him. "Looking good, Mrs Horan." Louis complimented her with a smirk to which she replied with a flip of her hair. He happily greeted my mum with a hug, before his eyes fell on me and his mouth dropped.

"Claire, you look absolutely stunning, love!" he complimented me and walked over to where I was standing to pull me into a light hug. "Thank you, you don't look to shabby yourself." I replied with a lopsided grin. His eyes twinkled with amusement when he stepped back and he let his eyes roam over my body, before they focused on my face again. "Harry will probably pass out or something like that, when he sees you." he commented with a smirk and I managed a nervous smile. "I hope that's not the case, the last thing we need is a fainting groom." Lily piped in from the other side of the room, making us all laugh. 

"Claire, I think it's time for us to drive to the church." my mum said with a warm smile in my direction and I felt my stomach flip. "Oh, um, right. I just need to pee one more time before we go." I breathlessly replied and walked over to the bathroom door, before I realised that there was no I way I would be able to pee in this dress without ruining it. "Oh shit, um, Lily or mum, could one of you please help me?" I asked with a blush and tried to ignore Louis' grin. "I can help you, too." he offered with a smirk and took a step into my direction. 

"You can have a nice chat with Martha until we are done in the bathroom, Tomlinson." Lily instructed him with a stern look on her face and he did a little bow and got comfortable on the bed, before Lily gently pushed me into the bathroom and closed the door behind us. "Okay, how are we gonna do this?" I asked with a helpless gesture towards my dress and looked up at Lily. "Um, first of all, we need to pull down your tights and panties and then I'll hold up your dress and you pee or something like that?" she suggested and I nodded. 

"Good thing we've been friends for so long, otherwise this would be embarrassing." I commented while I somehow managed to pull down my panties and positioned myself over the toilet while Lily held up my dress. "I love you, too." she replied with a smirk. Two minutes later, we emerged from the bathroom now fully dressed and giggling like two teenagers. "Do we want to know what you're giggling at?" my mum asked with a raised eyebrow and Lily and I exchanged a look, before we both shook our heads, trying to stifle a laugh. "Alright, let's get you to church, honey, before you're late to your own wedding." my mum shooed us out of the hotel room, I had gotten ready in, and down into the car which was already waiting for us.