After 4

Chapter 1

(I haven't finished After 3 yet so if something's wrong just bear with me.)

Tessa's POV

I looked at myself in the mirror. The white veil covering my face. I flatten my wedding dress which is something I normally do when nervous. Kim walks in with a smile on her face as she hands me the flowers.

"And you said Harry wouldn't marry you." She says with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and look at myself one last time before Christian walks in.

"We're ready." He says with a smile.

I take a deep breath and nod as I make my way to the door.

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Harry's POV

"I can't believe I'm getting fucking married."

"Calm down everything will go smoothly like at my wedding." Liam says.

"I can't calm the fuck down what if I ruin everything like I always do?"

"You won't and don't think that you-

"We're ready." Christian said as he walked in.

"Good cause I didn't want a two hour lecture from Liam."

Liam rolled his eyes as I gave him a smirk.

"Well let's go then."

I stand up from my seat and open the door. Many people came here to the wedding. Most are people I don't know. I awkwardly stand on the altar. I can't believe I agreed to this. But I love her, and if she is happy with this then I have to do it. It's not that I'm mad but I didn't see marriage anywhere in my future. After a fucking millennium the doors open and my jaw drops.

"Fuck.." I whisper as Tessa gives me a small smile.

She looks amazing. The dress fits perfectly on her. I give her a small smile as she walks down the aisle. I feel fucking cheesy and cliche but this is what she wants and I need to be fine with it. Tessa walks up next to me and the pastor starts talking.

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Tessa's POV

"Theresa Young, do you take Harry Styles as your husband, in health or sickness, in wealth or lack, until death do you apart?"

"I do." The words slip out of my mouth without hesitation.

I know our relationship is weird but in the end we love each other, no matter how different we are. We are polar opposites yet that brings us together. I look at Harry to see his wide smile.

"Harry Styles, do you take Theresa Young as your wife, in health or sickness, in wealth or lack, until death do you apart?"

"I do."

I mentally sigh in relief. I thought he would maybe hesitate or leave me here. I always think the worst. Calm down Tess, he wouldn't do that. Just like he wouldn't do a bet. My subconscious adds. I just hate her sometimes.

"By the power invested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride."

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Harry's POV

I lift the veil to reveal Tessa's flawless face. Her eyes shine brightly accompanied by her gorgeous smile. I don't deserve her. I don't know why she chose me or gave me so many chances. I can't believe she still loves me, enough to spend the rest of her life with me. I've been a dick to her so many times, yet she comforts me and cares for me. I need to be the best I can for her. I kiss her as people cheered.

I can't believe I just got married.