Sophie's P.O.V
I skip down the stairs in my pink skinny jeans and white t-shirt with a baby blue sweater slung overtop.
'Someone's excited.' laughs Harry, sliding his arms around my waist. I nod happily, kissing him.
'Niall set me up to meet his girlfriend today. Her name's Sage. We talked over the phone for three hours yesterday!' I exclaim. Harry rolls his eyes.
'I know.' he groans. 'So annoying.' I swat his arm.
'I'm going now.' I inform him.
'Noooo,' he moans quietly, tightening his grip around my waist.
'Yessss,' I reply. He bends over and kisses me. 'I'm goiiing.' I singsong, looking down at his arms holding onto me. 'Harry.' I raise my eyebrows. He pouts at me.
'Don't go.' he says. He presses his forehead to mine.
'I love you, but I am leaving now.' he reluctantly lets go of my waist and I kiss him again quickly before running out the door.
I meet Sage at the mall and right when I see her I know why Niall is dating her. She's got soft, thick, auburn hair tied in a straightened ponytail. She's wearing a pair of high-waisted green shorts with a coral button-up shirt tucked into it. She's wearing a pair of black Toms.
'Hi!' I say.
'You're Sophie!' she cries.
'Yes I am,' I reply with a laugh. We hug. 'Shall we go?' I ask and she nods.
We spend the day talking and shopping together, and I know what I have to do. We sit down for lunch.
'Sage.' I say in a sort of asking tone.
'Sophie.' she replies.
'Well... do you like weddings?' She nods.
'Absolutely.'
'What do you say to being my maid of honor?' I ask. Sage gasps.
'R-really?' she asks.
'Yes.' I reply.
'Then yes!!' she cries. 'Yes! Thank you!'
'No problem.' I laugh. 'I'm going wedding dress shopping tomorrow! And being the maid of honor you have to come along with the boys, Eleanor, Danielle and Perrie and I.' I say. She nods.
'Alrighty.'
We eventually say our goodbyes and I head home to find Harry and the boys on the couch.
'Hey, boys.' I say absentmindedly, grabbing a can of cream soda from the fridge and seating myself between Harry and Niall.
'Hey, Soph.' they say.
'Niall,' I say. He takes his eyes off the TV.
'Hmm?'
'Your girlfriend is absolutely lovely.' I tell him. He blushes and smiles.
'I know.'
'She's my maid of honor. She's coming along with us to shop for you know what tomorrow.' I waggle my eyebrows.
'I wanna come!' complains Harry.
'No!' I cry. 'You can't see my dress.'
'She's right, lad.' Louis says. 'It's bad luck, didn't you hear?'
'I guess.' he mumbles. I giggle.
'I think you'll live, hon. And if the boys give you ANY hint what it looks like-' I pause, giving each of them an indivual glare. 'they're dead.' I finish with a sweet smile on my face.
