A/ N- Okay. First of all, I am not Christian. I have no idea how Christian Weddings work. So there is going to be some loopholes. I am so sorry about it. Please ignore them and I did not get time to edit the chapter. So ignore any mishaps. I hope you like the chapter.
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Louis smothered his palms down over his chest. His eyes glided over the blue tuxedo he was wearing. The mirrored version of him looked presentable. His eyes fell on the tie he bought for this special day. The colour of the tie matched the colour of Hardy's eyes. Louis was so happy when the tie finally arrived. He took a photo and sent it to Hardy. Hardy was happy too. Louis still did not understand how he could fake all those things. How could he elope? Louis knew, he felt Hardy's love for him. Louis would never believe that all those time, in their passionate moments, he was the only one who was there. There was no way that Hardy faked those soft touches and gentle kisses. No. Louis' heart did not agree with what his brain said. He would find out. He took his mobile from the dresser and dialled a number.
"Hello, Steve speaking.""Steve, Louis here," Louis answered, his eyes fixed on his own through the mirror. His jaw set with determination.
"First of all, congratulations on your wedding, sir. Tell me, how can I help you?" Steve quipped.
"Listen to me, Steve," Louis gritted out, his right hand balled into a fist. "I need you to find out a person. I am giving you all the details you might need and I want their whereabouts as soon as possible. Whatever you get, don't send it to my official email account. My office network will monitor it. Just message it to me on my phone.""Sure, sir. As soon as I get the details, I will start my work." Steve's voice was professional again. The way Louis liked it.
"I will send you the details. This is a confidential matter, Steve. I don't want you to involve anyone in this. Just you and me. I will not hesitate to dismiss you if you open your mouth to someone else." Louis' voice sounded cold. Louis knew how to be a cold-blooded authority when needed.
"Su-sure, sir. I will never open my mouth." Steve stammered out.
"Good. I am sending you the message in a bit. Start your work from now." Louis cut the call with a sigh. When he looked at the mirror, he could see the sadness in those blue orbs. He shook his head and rolled his shoulders to prepare himself for the wedding.
He had to do it. For his family.He did not wear the tie.
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Harry buttoned his cuffs with the diamond cufflinks Jade, his workplace friend, handed him. She was checking the tie and if it matched the tuxedo. It did. It was the best man's suit but this had to do. It was a short notice after all.
"So, you walk down the aisle? Don't you need a bouquet?" Niall asked, his brows furrowed.
Harry stared at the mirror, "I don't know, Niall. Mom went to check what Jay wanted. I have no idea."Niall sat down on the dressing table, looking up at Harry with concern colouring his face. He took Harry's hands in his and smiled, "nervous?"
Harry stared at Niall. Of course, he was nervous. It was his wedding day. A wedding, he was not even prepared for. He could feel sweat rolling down his spine at the very moment. He nodded.
"Do you think it is a twist of fate?" Niall asked. His eyes soft and face lit with a small smile.
Harry looked confusedly at his best friend. What was he talking about? What fate?
Maybe Niall could see the confusion on Harry's face because he rolled his eyes and stood up, Harry's hands still in his."You love him, Harry. You are in love with Louis."
Harry went rigid. His breath hitched in his chest. He could not exhale as if it would blow up the room or something. His eyes searched Niall's face for the mirth. He was joking, right? There was no possible way for Niall to know... God! How?
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