The Boy Next Door. Harry Styles love story.

The Boy Next Door. Harry Styles love story. Chapter 12.

"Baby! Wake up! Big day!" I heard Harry said.

He pressed his lips on mine and I opened my eyes.

"Get out! It's bad luck to see you before the wedding!"

"Aw c'mon SJ."

"Get out! I'm serious!"

"Moody moody moody." he said before leaving.

I sat there in silence for a little before Ana and Hayley burst through the doors.

"Big day!" they shouted.

"I think I'm gonna puke," I mumbled.

"Aw! Just nerves! Let's go! We need to start getting ready!"

I took a deep breath and finally got out of bed.

After eating a small breakfast we headed to the hair place.

"Hello. I have an appointment arranged," I said.

"Yes right this way ladies."

Ana and Hayley (With Arabelle) followed.

We all sat in the chairs as they started doing our hair.

"Guys I'm so nervous," I said.

"That's normal!"

"Hey. Just breathe. Things are going to be fine!" Ana said to me.

"I know."

When I looked back outside I saw all the fans and paparazzi.

"Look who showed up."

"You know they are gonna try to get pictures of the wedding."

"Let them. I don't care."

After the hair and makeup we drove over to the place the wedding was going to be held so we could get dressed and stuff.

Paparazzi were already waiting there.

"Big day! Are you nervous Sam?"

"A little," I said.

"Are you guys going on a honeymoon?"

"No we have the tour."

"I wish you the best of luck! Future Mrs. Harry Styles!"

"Thanks. See you later guys."

I waved goodbye and we all headed inside.

We headed to the back dressing room where our dresses were.

"You guys get dressed first. And get Arabella in her flower girl dress!"

"I'll dress Bella. You guys go get ready," my mom said.

"Thanks Mrs. Burke," Hayley said.

I sat down in a chair and starred at the floor.

"You ok Sammy?"

"Nervous."

"It's ok. I was too."

I drank some water and calmed down. In few minutes, out came Ana and Hayley in their beautiful bridesmaids dresses. They were baby pink with a white bow. Sparkly and lacy.

"Wow. You guys look. Amazing!"

My mom handed Arabella to Hayley. She was wearing an identical little dress.

"Well Sam. You're turn."

I took a deep breath and started getting my dress on. It was a gorgeous, lacy, long, slim, dress with small straps. It fit me perfectly and looked beautiful.