***Navaeh's P.O.V.***
When I had daydreamed about getting married during my early teen years I had never really expected to be pregnant during the whole thing. While I loved it all, I was so excited to be a mum that it was clouding over nerves that would no doubt come to light later in the pregnancy; it was awfully annoying at times. Niall had made sure that I was getting more sleep, urging me to rest during the day when the twins weren't shifting around like there was no tomorrow. Maura and Denise had been so incredibly helpful; they were more than understanding as they puttered around the house with me and sat in the guest room to discuss wedding details.
The wedding was going to be quick and very small; Niall's family was going to make up most of the guests since mine was nonexistent. We had ran through the rehearsal wedding the night before the actual wedding since the only people that were a part of the ceremony were Greg, Maura, Niall, and me. All of the boys and their girlfriends had arrived earlier in the morning, but we were so busy with last minute details that we hadn't had a chance to see them before the wedding. I could've gone for a talk with Elizabeth before the whole thing, just a little bit of reassurance from someone that had gone through the pre-wedding jitters recently.
Maura and Denise had insisted that Niall and I sleep in different rooms; Niall complained about it for about an hour before Greg pulled him out of the living room. It turned out to work in our favor seeing as we would have had to part ways in the morning anyway. I didn't see him at all until the girls and I had made it to the church where the ceremony was being held, and even then I had only caught a glance of him in his suit.
The traditions weren't looked over; Maura and Denise had gone to the trouble of finding the items to complete the rhyme 'something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue'. They'd helped me to put on the garter even though I was sure that I could do it myself, but I was so thankful to have their assistance through it all. They even made sure to stick to one of the Irish traditions with a ceramic horseshoe just for good luck, and Denise said something about how Niall would get a kick out of it. I was slipping on my dress, a simple little knee length thing with lace sleeves and pearl beading, when the nerves kicked in. They had to sit me down to make sure that I didn't faint, and they consoled me to the best of their abilities. In the end, it could have been much worse.
It didn't really hit me that I was actually getting married until Maura tucked her arm into mine, all beaming smile and excited eyes as we waited for the right kind of music to play. Theo carried in the rings and Denise followed after him since she was the bridesmaid. It was short, sweet, and to the point just like Niall and I had been hoping. I was almost certain that my heart was going to beat right out of my chest when I heard the familiar notes that were the cue for Maura and me to step into the doorway leading to the chapel of the church.
Seeing Niall at the alter was like an unbelievable breath of fresh air; I didn't feel as queasy as I had when I was getting ready, and there was just an inexplicable feeling of happiness the moment that I saw him. He looked downright adorable in his suit, bouncing up and down on his feet as the music drifted through the chapel. There was a smile wider than the ocean on his lips and I was sure that mine was just as wide. I could hear sniffling coming from beside me as Maura made a weak attempt to cover up the fact that she was starting to get emotional, and it was honestly so endearing.
I felt like a child the second that I was standing in front of him on that alter; he took my hands in his without having to be asked and we both wore our giddy grins as we looked back at each other. I was hardly listening to the priest as he spoke; all of my attention was on Niall as he looked back at me, eyes tinging red around the edges, and I was sure that I was going to be a mess by the end of the ceremony. Through my whole entire shitty life, I had been waiting for someone to come along and bring happiness in their wake. Niall did so much more than that.
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Healed (Sequel to Broken- Niall Horan)
FanfictionSEQUEL TO BROKEN Takes place between chapter 75 and chapter 76 of Broken; this is mainly just a story made up of one-shot type chapters and fluff with minor plot near the end or so. Navaeh and Niall have finally made it past everything that happen...