A/N: I'm gonna put a warning for violence?
Thirty-two weeks
Our wedding day was today, April 24th, and I was so nervous. My dress was carefully being put on me by my Wedding Dress Designer, and I felt beautiful. Harry would be leaving for Westminster Abbey soon for our wedding service.
My diamond tiara was placed onto my styled hair, and my white lace veil placed over me.
My white wedding dress was a silk organza dress with a sweetheart neckline that had lace surrounding my neck and arms. It had a long monarch train with small diamonds sewn into the fabric.
I slipped on my white flats, I would have worn some pumps, but I didn't want to look like I was struggling as well as being pregnant.
There was a knock on my hotel door, and I turned my head to look at it. One of the guards in my room went to open the door cautiously. He was quiet as he had a talk with whoever was at the door.
"There is a lady at the door, would you like me to let her in your highness?"
"Who is it?"
"Louis! it's me, Eleanor!" I heard a familiar voice exclaim.
"Ellie! come in!"
"Thank you," she said, pushing past the guard and gave him a quick look up and down before turning to me.
"Hello El"
"Sorry Miss but I'm going to have to search you," the guard said, and she sighed.
I shrugged as she looked at me before walking towards the spot the guard pointed to. He quickly scanned her with a metal detector before letting her go when she was clear.
"Thank you, Madame," he said.
"It's okay."
Eleanor walked over to me and looked over the dress.
"You look beautiful Louis, absolutely fantastic, if Harry doesn't start crying then there must be something wrong with him."
"Thank you El" I smiled as she stood in front of me.
"You did a good job, you should be very proud of yourself," she said, speaking to The Designer and I nodded in agreement.
"T-Thank you so much," she said and blushed as she concentrated on the back of my dress.
"Lou, I brought your flowers."
Eleanor gave me a 'Lily of the Valley' bouquet, and I gratefully took it.
"Thank you."
"We have to be down in about fifteen minutes, so I'll go check that everyone is ready."
"Good, I'll see you down there."
"Bye Eleanor," I said and gave her a kiss on the cheek before she left the room.
"Bye Louis"
Fifteen minutes passed quickly and soon my father was knocking entering my room.
"Papa!"
"Hello Princess" he smiled as he walked over to me.
I gave him a side hug, and he hugged back.
"Is it time for us to go now?" I asked, and he nodded.
"Yes we do, you need to get married."
"Okay," I replied as I stepped off of the podium I was on.
The train of my dress was being lifted by The Designer as we walked out of my room and down the hall towards the foyer. I could see my Maid of Honour, Eleanor, My Best Man, Liam, and my other bridesmaids all waiting for me. They were all being put into their own cars in pairs and then Dad and I were put into a car as well. We were sent on our way to the Abbey.
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You Can Call Me Queen Bee
RomanceLouis Tomlinson is the Princess of England. His parents, the King and the Queen want him to find a husband but he hasn't found the right person. Will the next Prince suffice?