Tyra’s pov; the next couple of moths was just concert after concert, than a break for like 3 days, than another concert. It was tiring, but they were good and they were doing good for the fans. It was December, when at one of the concerts, Niall pulled Kristen up on stage.
“Guys, we have a announcement for you.”
“We have set the date for our wedding.” Kristen says with a big smile on her face.
“The date is….December 15th.” they say in unison.
That makes sense. It’s Kristen’s birthday. The crowd goes wild cheering and everything. And I started crying. I was so proud of them for actually getting married, I could tell they really loved each other.
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Months go by. The tour ends, we go back to the U.K. We go dress shopping. Kristen and Niall move in together. Everything is just moving so fast.
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Kristen’s pov; “Has anyone seen Niall? How does he look?”
I was so stressed, it was 20 minutes before my wedding. Guest were arriving and all I wanted was Niall.
“I saw him. He’s nervous, but he looks handsome.” I was glad Tyra, Joyce and my sister were here.
I got my hair done, and had a few drinks with my girls, when my father came upstairs.
“Baby girl, can I come in?”
“Yeah daddy, of course.”
He stepped in with his suit on, and tears in his eyes.
“ I never thought that when I gave you away, I would be crying this much. Sorry if it’s embarrassing, but we have to go now. You’re about to get married.”
The girls left and went to match up with their boys. I picked up my dress, and I was on my way to become Mrs. Horan.
Standing outside those doors, waiting for the piano to start were the most gut clenching minutes in my life.
Finally, the music started. And the doors opened.
I grabbed my fathers arm, tears forming in both of our eyes and started walking towards Niall.
Niall was crying too. He looked so fit in his suit. The color was a sky blue, with a little dark blue trim. It really brought out his eyes.
Tyra and Eleanor were standing there crying as well. We knew that was going to happen.
I got up to the front and Niall took my hand.
“You look beautiful baby.” My head was spinning and I could barely make out anything the priest was saying. I repeated as best as I could, than finally, I could say I do.
“I do.” I said smiling.
“I do.” Niall said.
We placed the rings on each others fingers. It was perfect.
“I know pronounce you Husband and Wife, you may now kiss the bride.”
I looked at Niall, as he was leaning in to kiss me. I can’t believe I was actually married.
We kissed passionately for a bit, than it was time for the reception.
Tyra and Harry were dancing all over the place, having a lot of fun.
I hope they get married soon. Niall was eating, as usual.
Everyone seemed to be having the time of their lives.
I hope I don’t lose who I used to be just because I have a new last name..
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Niall’s pov; I did it. I got married.
Everyone was having fun, and I just couldn’t wait until our honey moon. It sucked that we had to wait all the way until may to go because of work issues.
To think this is real, felt amazing. It felt like I was in a fairy tell, and she really was my princess.
I loved her so much.
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GUYS. WHILE READING THE NEXT PART, PLEASE LISTEN TO TODAY WAS A FAIRYTALE BY TAYLOR SWIFT. THANKS LOVE BUGS.
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Kristen’s pov; Today was the day. May 26th. Me and Niall were going on our honey moon finally. We were going to Hawaii. Niall left earlier this morning to get me star bucks to wake me up. We were leaving here at 6 AM.I could hear his car pull into the driveway. I put on my white sundress with red roses and my brown sandals, and my hair was in a sloppy bun. The car was a convertible and it was nice out so Niall was going to have the top down. Niall wore a grey t-shirt and some ripped jeans.
“You look beautiful.” I love how he always told me I looked beautiful even when I looked like a mess. He leaned down and kissed me. I’ve been kissed a lot by him, but every time, there was a new spark. The drive to the airport was awhile, so we just talked and listen to songs on my old ipod that I found. Mostly Taylor swift or Miley Cyrus.
He looked over and smiled at me.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” My heart was beating so fast. I guess it was the rush of the wind.
We got to the airport and got our plane tickets. The honey moon was really the start to the marriage and life with your new partner. Or well that’s what I always believed.
I got to travel all around the world with this kid and now we were settling down together.
It’s really great to think that I’m starting off my new fairytale life with such a awesome prince.
ITS THE END OF THE STORY. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK. I WILL BE WRITING ANOTHER FANFIC, AND THAT SHOULD BE UP SHORTLY. THANKS GUYS .
