What About Love {One Direction AU}

One

•Harry•

Today was December fifth; also known as my wedding day. I sat in a room of the church in jeans and grey t-shirt. I just couldn’t change into my tux yet, all the nerves were getting to me. If this wedding was to get canceled, Zayn’s parents would be losing a lot of money. They helped us some much, with getting the church, getting a place for our party and we paid for our honeymoon. A knock came from the door; I opened it to let Liam in.

“Harry why aren’t you ready?” He asked.

“Cold feet?” I shrug.

“Harry you love Zayn with all your heart, you shouldn’t have cold feet. Now get your ass in this tux and let’s get you married.” He said holding up my white tux. I open my mouth to say something but Liam shoves the tux in my face. I grabbed it out of his hands and changed into my tux. Liam smoothed out my sleeves. I sighed, told him I was ready and we walked out of the room.

Zayn and Niall were already on the stage. Zayn had his back facing me; Niall tapped his shoulder so he would turn around. Zayn looked so handsome in his white tux, his tan skin even tanner. It was perfect for him. Our families were sat in black chairs, they smiled as Liam and I walked down the aisle. We were finally joined together and the pastor made us turn to her.

“Zayn and Harry we are gathered here together to witness the love and respect that you have for each other. Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. The little things are the big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say ‘I love you’ at least once a day.” She started.

“It is never going to sleep angry. It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end with the honeymoon, it should continue through all the years.It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing together facing the world.  It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family.  It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude 

of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy.  It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating 

gratitude in thoughtful ways.  It is not expecting one person to wear a halo or the other to have the wings of an angel. It is not looking for perfection in each other.  It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humor.  It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.  It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow.  It is finding room for the things of the spirit. It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.  It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal, dependence is mutual and the obligation is reciprocal.  It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.”

We then said our own vows to each other, placing each other’s ring on our hand after the vow. She told us that we were now Husband and Husband. We let go of our hands, I wrapped my arms around Zayn neck, his resting on my lower back. I leaned in to kiss him but he turned it into a snog. Lips synced against each other and tongues colliding together. We were pulled apart, because I guess our kiss was getting a little too over heated.

Zayn and I walked out of the church hand in hand. We hop into the limo and drove to the place were having our party. We waited for everyone else to walk in first so we could be last. We took a few pictures as we waited.

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After eating our food we had our first dance together, well to us we still a few kisses. And by a few I mean a lot. My mum stole Zayn away from, he looked over at me and I just shrugged. I sat back down at our table. I watched as other couples danced to the slow song. Liam was with Riley, Louis was with Alice. I chuckled as I watched his tail wag back and forth; I wonder why he was so happy. I looked for Niall and Eleanor but they disappeared.

Zayn finally came to sit next to me as the song was over. The music was now more upbeat and everyone was on the dance floor.

“How about we go on our honeymoon now?” Zayn whispered, loud enough for me to hear, in my ear. He then began to nipple on my ear.

“Zayn are really that eager to go?” I ask him.

“It’s more than that babe.” His voice got so deep that it sent a shiver down my spine. I felt myself grow a bit hard.

“Oh okay.” I felt my cheeks heat up.

We said our goodbyes to everyone and went outside to get in our car. Liam told us before we left that Niall and him put our suitcase in the trunk. We were finally going on our Honeymoon to Paris. We had plans to go skiing, to stay in our lodge drinking hot cocoa and cuddle together a lot.

I think we planned on staying in Paris for about two weeks, so we could make more plans while were there. I just hope everything on this honeymoon turns out fine and that our future turns out fine also. I don’t want to get out of our marriage. It’ll just be like were still dating but we just have rings on our fingers.

“I love you Harry Malik.” Zayn brought our clasped hands up to his lips, kissing the back of hand.

“I love you to Zayn Malik. Just promise me well never fight. I know we never fought while we were dating but still a marriage is different than that.”

“Why would fight, were perfect together Haz. Always will be, I promise.” He kissed the back on my hand again.

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~Leigh~