Nothing More, Nothing Less (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 48

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“Harry, we need to make a guest list…” I said the next night over dinner. Harry had made us pasta and sauce with what I had in my kitchen (which wasn’t a lot). He nodded and I found a pad and a pen. Harry took it from me and smiled. He wrote Guest List at the top and made bullet points. I eyed him and he wrote down some names. I looked at it when he was done.

            “My family, your family, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall’s families,” I read out loud.

            “Do we need anyone else?”

            I shrugged, “It can be a small wedding…”

            He smiled at me and underneath that I wrote out who was going to be the bridesmaids, groomsmen, the maid of honor, and the best man.

            “I already promised Lou he could be my best man…”

            I nodded and wrote his name down. “Then I guess the rest of the band can be the groomsmen…”

            “Mmhmm…”

            I wrote down all their names and added a smiley face next to it just for fun.

            “Now who, Miss Hartman, are you going to get to be your bridesmaids?” I felt his foot tap mine and I put my head in my hands.

            “Well I know Alice is going to be the maid of honor… and then Danielle,” I wrote down the names as I said them, “Alyssa… Camille… and who else?”

            “Any cousins?”

            “Oh yeah, so that would be Madeline and I think that’s all I need right? One for each of your groomsmen.”

            Harry nodded and took the pad back, “And I can have my younger cousin be the ring bearer since he always used to nag me about it. His name is Joshua… How about a flower girl?”

            “I can get my cousin Juliet to be the flower girl,” I said looking at the growing list. Wow, Harry and I were really getting married. I looked up at him and he looked right back at me.

            I opened my mouth to say something but I stopped myself. I took a deep breath and Harry took my hand in his. “It’s going to be amazing,” he assured me. He could probably tell how freaked I looked.

            I took a deep breath and smiled, “I know.”

            He stood up from his seat, “Why don’t we take a break from this for tonight. Would you like something to drink?” he asked me. He went to my fridge and took out a bottle of wine.

            “Sure…” I replied. I really didn’t even like wine that much, but I had it in my fridge for some reason. Harry poured us both a glass and sat down again. “Thanks,” I said taking a sip of my drink.

            “So what do you want to name our first daughter?” he asked out of the blue. I almost spit out my wine. What?! He was thinking about children already?! It took me longer than it had to for me to swallow my wine and look at him.