Strong | The Back For You Series | A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

White Dress and Red Petals

I look in the mirror as I straighten my bow tie and take a deep breath. I was getting married today. I was getting married! Today! I don't want to sound cliche here, but I've waited for what seemed like forever. Eleanor and Madi planned it in a mere fifteen months. I know that doesn't sound like much to some people, but alot of things happened in those fifteen months. We broke up, we lost a baby. Everything. I can't be more blessed with how it turned out. I'm sure my fans our shocked that I'll be actually be walking down the aisel. No one figured we'd actually get married after what happened. There's a slight knock at the door and I turn around. Louis walks in with my mom who has her hands over her face. "Harold...." She sighs and wipes her eyes. "I can't believe it; you're growing up. I mean almost having a baby was one thing but your tieing the knot and settling down!" She hugs me and I shake my head. 

"There won't be any settling down here Anne..." Louis says and winks at the two of us. "Listen, you put this on him and he needs to get down there in ten." He hands her a corsage and walks out. I look down as my mom pins me with a red rose onto my black suit. 

"Don't prick me mum." I say and she taps my stomach. "Can't stain the suit." I smirk. I turn back to look at my self in the mirror. I don't remember ever feeling this nervous before. Not before my audition, or my first concert. I was just afraid she wouldn't be there at the end of the aisel. I know she would be but something in my mind doubts it. 

"You look so handsome..." My mom says and hugs me. "I think you should get down there. You're gonna keep the bride waiting." She taps my bum before she walks out. I breath in deeply as i run my fingers through my hair. 

"Well, here we go..." I say to my self. I reach in my pocket and pull out the paper that has the vows, reading it over to myself once before I walk out. Niall meets me at the door as I open it. 

"I was just going to come get you. She's ready Har." He smiles and takes me by the elbow. "You get down there mister. You nervous yet? Feet cold?" He asks. 

"Not cold feet. I definatly want to marry her; I just don't want to mess up." I say as we walk down the steps. "Like say 'yes baby' instead of 'I do'" He chuckles a little bit. We finally get down to the bottom step and I see the church filled with people. They were all dressed so nice and the church was beautiful. Everyone of them turned and smiled at me as I made my way to the end with the pastor. I stood next to him and we small talked until the piano started playing. First, Louis and Eleanor walked out. When he reached the end, he kissed her hand gently and they split. Next it was Niall and my sister. Liam and Danielle walk down next. Zayn was suppose to show, but never did. I'm assuming it's the scandal that went on earlier. I'm not that bothered by it. Finally, the bridal march starts and the back doors open, revealing Madison. Bobby, Niall's father, was walking with her since both her parents refused to come. Tears form in my eyes and I slightly chuckle out of embarrasment. She meets me at the end of the aisel and smiles. It was the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. She looked perfect. The long dress hugged ever curve of her beautiful body. I lifted her vail gently and she held tight to my hand. Soon enough the priest asked us for our vows. "Madison Grace McKay, I've always had dreams in life. But until I met you I never really understood what it meant to dream, or what it meant to cry. You taught me so many things Madison. I love you. I, Harry, will promise to have your back, be your rock, through sickness and through health, through better or through worse, till death do us part. I promise to love you forever and always watch derby with you." I finish and she laughs. Niall reaches around me and high fives Madi. That caused a little bit of laughter thoughout the crowd. Eleanor hands Madi a little piece of paper and a kleenex.

"Harry, I love you. That's how I want to start this off." She looks back up from her paper and wipes her face. "I take you to be husband, and on this day I promise you these things: I'll laugh with you in times of joy, I'll cry with you in times of sorrow. I'll always listen with compassion and speak with encouragement. Harold Edward Styles, you are my one and only. Through sickness and through health, till death do us part, I do." She wipes her face and then mine.