A/N - I:
The cover has been changed! What do you think of it? I nearly passed out when I made the edit, my friend witnessed it (via social media). Also, them other edits were done by moi...and what do you think about Harry's sort of wedding getting ready photo? I also nearly passed out when I saw it.
A/N - II:
A happy birthday to two of my readers, whose birthday's are today! I hope you're having a lovely day!
A/N - III:
mar·riage
IT'S THE WEDDING! It has been split in two parts, as the vote for so, won. PLEASE read the fourth (lol, yes forth...maybe five as well) A/N's at the end, because there is some EXCITING news!
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Song for the chapter:
Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran
Aubrey's POV.
"Aubrey, you look absolutely beautiful." My Mum spoke, placing her hands on my shoulders. I showed a shy smile at her words.
"Stunning." Gemma grinned, happily.
"Gorgeous." El spoke softly.
"Glowing like the girl who's finally getting some tonight!" Natalie added and my cheeks flushed. The other girls around me laughed and soon in, I joined them. My Mum left us, so we can have a little girlfriend time - of course, she also had to greet the guests.
"Ladies! I have the bubbly!" Gemma laughed and popped open the bottle. "Aubrey, I don't care about you're 'you don't drink rule', it's tradition to have at least a sip. You're the bride after all. Plus, I got you this cute glass, so drink!"
I giggled, shaking my head, but agreeing with her, since I knew there wasn't any way to get out of it. Gemma poured some into all of our glasses, filling them mid-way.
"Here's to lots of smiles, happiness, luck, success in that whole marriage life, and lots, and lots of pleasant nights - or during the days!" She wiggled her brows. "To Aubrey!"
"Thank you, my loves." I smiled, just after I drank from my glass, the rest doing the same.
I looked at my beautiful bridal party, who were all in the stunning apricot-pink dresses we'd picked out together. A lace appliqué all along an almost opaque chiffon bodice, gently laying on the shoulder, with a capped sleeve. The soft material flowing down all the way to the ground, continuing with a small train.
Our hair was all curled softly, half pulled up, with a sparkling silver clip holding it together. Silver accessories were worn, keeping things simple and classic. I smiled at the sight of my closest friends, they were my non-blood related relatives. I loved them all so much.
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