Niall’s POV
“Love where are you going?” I mumbled into my pillow.
“Decorating the venue for the wedding” she smiled.
“At 5 in the morning?” I asked.
“Of course, or there wont be enough time” she told me.
“Please stay” I asked.
I clamped my arm over her waist, dragging her down on the mattress.
“No, Niall I have to go” she complained.
“Please?” I pouted, moving my head to face her,
“Let me go Niall” she rubbed her nose against my cheek.
“Ugh, fine” I let her go.
“Yay!” she jumped up immediately, running off.
“Take pictures!” I yelled.
“Of course! But get your butt down there at 5” she yelled back.
I heard the door slam shut.
A lot had happened since Harry had proposed, I had moved in with Vanessa. Liam and Zoe had moved in together too and Harry and Louis’ wedding was tonight.
Yes I had a suit picked out.
I wondered how Vanessa would look, she wouldn’t show me her ‘elegant dress’ she never really wore ‘elegant’ she was more of the girl who stood out in her own way, adding a certain flare to her dress or just being in a dress that make me go weak at the knees. Like when she pulled out her formal dress, holy mother of god. That was a work of art, especially the corset, she looked so damn gorgeous.
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Harry’s POV
I was nervous, so so so nervous.
I was all jittery and I couldn’t think properly, we already had a rehearsal and let me say that Vanessa did a fantastic job on the decorating, just like the formal, absolutely amazing.
“Harry?” my mum poked her head through the door.
“MUM!” I shouted. “I didn’t think you could make it” I cried.
“And miss my baby’s wedding? No way”
I laughed, hugging her tight, I missed her so much.
