Shakespeare's Love Story

Chapter 26

It was the day of their wedding. They decided on having it in August, after Harry's graduation, and close to Louis' parents anniversary.

Louis was nervous and was panicking in his bedroom. He tried to fix his tie, but his shaking hands made it impossible for him. He let out a deep breath, letting his eyes slip shut for a second.

"Lou calm down, you're marrying the one you love, all you have to do is repeat a few sentences, exchange rings, say 'I do' and you're done."

"Thanks, mum" he groaned. "You're making it sound easy."

"It is easy," she cooed. "Here let me get that for you" Louis' mum fixed his tie up for him to match the black suit he was wearing. "You look like you're about to get married."

Louis smiled as he looked at himself in the mirror. He did look good. His hair had been styled perfectly, and all the scruff was gone from his face. Lou had kindly agreed to do his hair for him and his bridesmaids/groomsmen. He had a lovely blue suit on him that seemed to fit in all the right places. Louis was pleased.

"If he doesn't cry when he sees you, I will slap him myself" she scoffed, and Louis giggled.

They had hired one of Harry's good friends from his photography class to take the photos for them, even though he would've preferred Harry to do it but obviously, he couldn't.

"Okay, you ready boobear."

"As ready as I'll ever be" he sighed.

The warm air immediately hit Louis as he stepped outside of the house. A white car with white ribbons tied to the front. He grinned as he saw the car in front of him and gave his mum a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll see you soon ma."

"Yeah, we'll be just in front of your car, I'll see you later."

Louis was escorted to the car that was arranged to drive them to the church. When he got in the car, his father, Troy, was in the car.

"Hello Louis"

"Hey Troy"

It was an awkward silence for most of the journey, considering they haven't seen each other for almost a decade. He fiddled nervously with his jacket as he stared at the passing cars outside of the window.

"How've you been?"

"Seriously Troy, you've been gone for a long time, and that's what you say to me?"

"I'm sorry son; I didn't mean to leave, but I couldn't do it anymore."

"Yeah because cheating on my mum was the best way for you to leave wasn't it, you couldn't at least call or text, and you expect me to be okay with it?" Louis said, infuriated with his father.

"I know, you have every right to be angry at me, but for today could we get along, I don't want you to get angry on your special day."

Louis huffed before glancing at his Dad.

"Alright."

Troy held out his hand for Louis to shake but he didn't. He sighed before putting his arm back down.

"Let's go okay," Louis said once he realised that they had arrived. They climbed out of the car to see the parties lined up, side by side, and he suspected that Harry was already in there.

They walked up the steps of the church until they were in line with the others. The doors were wide open, and he immediately felt even more excited.

"This is actually happening" Louis whispered.

Louis started to bounce on his feet, a habit he had gotten into when he was nervous.