❝ Prologue ❞

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by bbygcasseeh

by bbygcasseeh

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" I wished you the best
of all this world could give"

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Her dress slid across the floor, gasps and sniffles filling the silent air. The music drifted and bounced off the walls of the wedding chapel, the kind of music that brought tears to your eyes. It rang in your ears as a soft harmony, something slow and filled with happiness. The music kept everyone's voice barely a whisper. It made the room feel calm, yet appealing. People scared to talk, as if it would mess up the posture of the bride. Nobody dare lift a finger, as they matched the music with the scene, admiring how the bride's feet stepped to the beat, the nice and gentle notes of the instrument pulling everyone's interest in.

The groom, 4 males waiting patiently infront of the pastor. The opposite side equally matched with bridesmaids. They all watched in awe, their eyes gazing over the bride. The females looked like goddess', each holding the bride's favorite bouquet of flowers; The Gardenia's. The color of the flowers matched their dresses, making them look like they were really angels. The male's hands stayed empty, all combined with their own hand. The Gardenia sat in their tuxedo pockets, like a kangaroo holding hits baby in it's pocket.

The groom let a few tears fall, as his hand ran down his face. His dreams were coming true, he was marrying someone he saw himself marrying. The bride let out a sheepish smile, as bumps filled her skin. She never thought that she would ever be walking down the aisle to present her as the bride of someone who vowed their life.

Once she reached the groom, his hand took hers. His eyes bored into her, admiring his treasure. He believed in the future, in love. The way his eyes scanned her features, was like how a mother looked at a baby; was awe and protection. He cared, and he was obvious to it.

After the vows were shared, there was a pause. Before the pastor smiled, looking at the couple. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. Harry Styles, you may kiss the bride, Cheryl Grace." He pulled her into his muscular figure, his lips falling on hers, together, they looked like those actors in the romance movies whom got married.

All while this, the sister of the bride broke in more tears and she watched her sister love someone who she wanted.
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[ Authors Note ]
I'm so sorry if this wasn't as good, I've tried to introduce the story.
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