Saving Niall

Chapter Eighteen-Dance

A few weeks passed by, and it was finally Paul's wedding! He and Clodagh asked me if I wanted to be a bridesmaid. I wasn't really up for it, but this is a once in a life time opportunity...Hopefully.

He and her have been all hands on getting everything ready.

They've gotten every decoration design done in approximately two and a half weeks.

I was sitting in a cloth foldable chair, getting my makeup done.

It was Clodagh's idea to have us all get everything professionally done.

Such a sweet woman. I told her I could do my makeup and everything, but she refused. Crossing my legs, my phone began to buzz.

Niall-Thinking about you♥

I chuckled and held my blushing cheek.

Aria-Thanks, now you've got me thinking about you.

Niall-That was my intentions. What do you look like right now?

Aria-I'm not telling you. I have to go get my dress on. Love you.

Niall-Love you too.

Getting up from the chair, I walked over to a box and opening it, revealing a creamy white mid-thigh length thick-strapped dress with a silky black bow on the rib cage.

I gasped and held my hand to my mouth.

"Beautiful, I know. I was the one who designed it." I turned around and saw an older lady, about in her sixties with wildly curly blonde hair, gazing at it too.

"Well, it's lovely." I smiled, stroking the fabric. "Thank you, I'm sure it will look even more lovely on your hourglass shape, dearie." Her thick Irish accent complimented. I smiled and nodded, picking it up and walking into a dressing room.

There was a knock on the door. "Honey, its time." An older voice chirped, probably another bridesmaid.

I opened the door and walked over to the mirror. Twirling around, I began to smile. I've never looked so pretty in my life. My blonde hair was up in a loose bun and my makeup naturally done.

"You look gorgeous." Clodagh gasped, behind me in the mirror. I stopped twirling and began to blush. "Not as beautiful as you, though," I stated, hugging her.

Standing in a line, someone grabbed my elbow. It was Niall. "I'm the best man." He whispered, kissing my cheek. I smiled and looked up and down. "You look handsome." I confessed, biting my lip.

He blushed and did the same to me. "Well, I'd have to say. You're the prettiest girl here." He whispered, pulling me by the waist into his arms and lightly pecking my lips. I chuckled and patted his cheek.

The organ began to play, and he let go of my waist, standing in formation. The doors opened and revealed a beautifully decorated area. The ceiling was hidden with light pink and white roses while gold and silver chairs were under it with people seated in them, awing.

"Ready?" Niall whispered. "Left foot pause right foot." I whispered, as I began to walk. He squeezed my elbow every now and then until we finally made it to the end.

"You may now take your seats." The priest announced, holding his hands up. I took Niall's hand and lead each other to the two empty seats. Sitting down, I rested my head on his broad warm shoulder as he did the same with his head on mine.

The scenery was beautiful. Paul holding Clodagh's shoulder as close to his body possible. Their love was everlasting.

"I love you." Niall whispered, sending chills down my back. I looked over at him and smiled. His bright blue eyes were glistering in the candle lit lighting and a smirk was implanted on his lips. I studied his face and nodded. "I love you too." I agreed, pulling him into a kiss.

After the wedding, there was a reception. All the bridesmaids and Clodagh were huddled together. Last week, she made up a dance for us to do for Paul.

It was quite cute actually. "So, do you remember the moves?" She whispered to us, taking a swig of her champagne. I bit my thumb nail and nodded.

I wasn't the best dancer. I was actually eh.

The song "Marry You" by Bruno Mars began to blast and we scurried to the dance center. Looking at the circle formatted around us, I saw Niall holding is thumb up at me. I winked as the music began to start.

It was quite embarrassing, dancing. I blushed and covered my face as Louis wolf whispered and swung his tie around in the air. "Smack it, girl!" Harry sassed.

I could here Niall laugh at Harry's joke and whistle with Louis. "I'm going to kill you." I mouthed to Liam as he began to record our routine. He smirked and winked, taking pictures with it too.

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