Missing Pages (Book 2)

"-Till my very last page."

"Everyone you meet has a part to play in your story. And while some may take a chapter, others a paragraph, and most will be no more than scribbled notes in the margins. Someday, you'll meet someone who will become so integral to your life, you'll put their name in the title." - Beau Taplin//Life Stories

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Zayn's POV~

The music began. Doniya linked her arm in mine. She was smiling, so was I. We walked down the aisle first. Followed by Waliyha and Safaa their arms linked as well. They took their places next to Doniya. Then the song changed.

Jamie waddled out holding Taylor's hand. Taylor carried a small dark green silk pillow. With both rings tied to it. They let go of each other's hands so that Jamie could throw red and white rose petals on the ground. He was a little too enthusiastic-he got petals in his hair. But it was cute. And every one was smiling. Next came Donny and Louis. Donny took his place in between Doniya and I. Louis stood across from him. Safaa had taken Taylor and Jamie's hands and brought them over to the chairs in the front row. She sat with them. Next came Niall and Liam, they both looked amazing.

I don't just mean their clothes -I mean them. They complemented each other so well. They moved in perfect sync. Just like a married couple should. They were so happy. So full of love. I couldn't wait to be like that with Harry.

I could feel myself sweating. Which is totally not romantic or cute. But I couldn't help it...we were getting married.

I could see Josh and Mason in the crowd. Suddenly everyone stood up. I could feel my heart pound against my chest.

This was it.

Harry.

Everything seemed to melt away all at once. I found myself smiling at him without even trying. He looked beautiful. His olive skin against his green tux. His gorgeous curly hair. And those piercing green eyes. I couldn't look away. This was the man I was going to marry. And I couldn't be more lucky. My vision blurred as he got closer. I blinked away the tears before they could fall. I stepped forward. Kissed Anne on the cheek and Gemma on the hand before holding out my bent arm. Harry smiled, he was close to crying too. He crossed our arms, and I led him to the stage. Anne sat down by Safaa and Gemma stood by Niall. She wore a gorgeous dark forest green pantsuit with gold embroidery.

The minister began speaking but I could hardly register anything he said as I drowned in Harry's eyes. Harry bit back a giggle when I didn't hear my cue. I blushed, "Zayn, your vows." He repeated.

"Right," I started, "Personally, I hate wedding vows." I heard Louis snort. "-So instead, I make this solemn promise to you; to be your lover when you need to be loved. Your doctor when you are ill. Your army when you go to war. Your umbrella when life rains down on you. Your rock when you get weary. Your shield when you need defense. Your spirit when you are drained. Your pillow when you need to rest. Your ear when no one will listen. Your comfort when you feel pain. Your sunshine when darkness falls. Your hand to hold when you are frightened. My kiss to wake you every morning, and your 'I love you' each and every night." Harry's definitely in tears now, and I'm surprised I've lasted this long.