The Art of Loving You

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Here is the final chapter of 'The Art of Loving You'! Keep your eye out for the last book of the series, which I will be updating right after this!~Britt

Normani's POV

"Mila, calm down, you're going to be fine." I said, placing my hands on her shoulders.

Camila closed her eyes and takes a deep breath. "What if I mess up, or trip, or she doesn't want to marry me anymore?"

"She definitely wants to marry you and she'll probably be the one tripping. You know how clumsy she is." I said.

Nodding her head, Camila reaches up and caresses my cheek. "You know I love you right?"

I nodded. "I love you too and so does Lauren." I said.

"Okay, I can do this." She said softly before sliding her hands to my stomach. "How are they?"

"They are fine." I said, smiling at her. "I should probably go check on Laur and get into my bridesmaid dress."

Nodding her head, Camila pulls me close and kisses me softly. "Soon this will be us."

Taking a deep breath, I nodded. "I can't wait." I said.

"I can't wait either." She said, pulling me into another kiss.

I kissed her back before pulling away. "Go get ready." I said pushing her shoulders playfully.

Laughing, she backs away from me and her eyes light up. "Okay, I love you."

"I love you too." I said, smiling softly before leaving the room.

Walking into Lauren's dressing room, I find her already dressed and talking to Clara.

She seemed perfectly calm, the calmest I've ever seen her. She's smiling softly at her mother.

Grabbing my dress, I walking into the changing room and quickly change before walking out.

"Laur, can you zip this?" I asked, walking up to her.

She looked up at me and smiled softly. She nodded and zipped up my dress.

"You look beautiful." I said smiling as I turn to face her.

She blushed, biting her lip and looking down at her feet shyly.

Lifting her head up, I smile even wider. "She's nervous."

"Who is?" Lauren frowned slightly, tilting her head to the side.

She looked like and adorable puppy.

"Mila." I said giggling.

She nodded. "Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders and pulled her closer, wincing as a sharp pain shoots through my stomach.

"Mani?" She asked, a worried look crossed her features.

Closing my eyes, I take a slow deep breath before pulling away and forcing a smile. "One of the girls kicked." I lied.

She frowned, narrowing her eyes at me.

"Laur, come on, let's do your hair." Demi called from her position in front of the mirror.

"I promise, I'm fine, go get your hair done." I said softly.

Lauren sighed. She nodded, kissing my cheek softly and then moving over to Demi.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly sat down beside Clara, wincing in pain once more.

"Are you okay?" Clara whispered in my ear so that Lauren didn't hear her.