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#145: Your Wedding Without Your Dad

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Niall: You were sitting in a chair, having your hair and makeup done simultaneously. “This is the life” you said, and you mom let out a chuckle. You smiled. It was your wedding day. You were about to become Mrs. Niall Horan. You had been thinking about this day since before you met Niall, before you knew about One Direction, before you could even comprehend love. You were so excited to be getting married and starting a family. There was just one thing missing. “I miss dad” you said, and your mom looked down. Your dad had been in a fatal car accident last year. “I miss him too sweetie” your mom said, and you could tell she had been thinking the same thing. The room was silent as you finished getting ready and went into another room to get your dress on. Your maid of honor and your mom helped you put it on. “Y/N…” your mom whispered. You looked in the mirror and felt the sting of tears. “I can’t cry!” you said, fanning your eyes. You walked out and your other bridesmaids saw you. They gushed over how beautiful you looked. There was a knock at the hotel room door. “No boys allowed” you called out as your mom answered the door. “Hello love” you heard an Irish accent say, and you froze with your back to the door. “If that’s Niall then get out!” you said sternly. “It’s Bobby, Y/N” your mom said laughing. You turned “Oh, sorry about that” you laughed. “Don’t be. You look wonderful, Y/N” he smiled. You smiled back, feeling good to know that someone who didn’t have to say it thought you were beautiful. “I wanted to talk to you about something, do you have a moment?” he asked, fidgeting with his hands. You nodded and everyone but your mom left the area to give you some privacy. “So, Niall told me about your father. I can’t imagine doing this without him.” You looked down, and you welled up. You felt your mom take hold of your hand and squeeze. “I know this must be difficult, but I wanted to see about how you felt about me acting as your father today. I could walk you down the aisle, we could dance together if you wanted to. I never had daughters, so it would be a new thing for me, but if you tell me what to do I would be happy to do it. You’re about to become my daughter, so I thought I would ask you. Don’t feel obligated, and I wouldn’t be replacing your dad. Just being a stand in for him. I love you very much, for Niall, and I want you to be as happy as you can be on your special day.” You were in hysterics. “That’s the kindest thing anyone has ever said” you said to Bobby. You gave him a hug and you could hear your mom crying behind you. “I’d be honored if you would be my Papa Horan today.” You, your mom and Bobby all laughed. “Ceremony’s about to start!” your maid of honor called out. “We should go” you said quietly, wiping the tears off and cleaning up. You got to the door of the ceremony and everyone stood. Niall looked down the aisle and saw you walking arm and arm with his dad, and he started to cry. Later that evening, you and Bobby danced to ‘My Girl’ by the temptations, which the boys sang. You were so emotional. As you finished dancing, Bobby hugged you close and said “Welcome to the Horan family.” You smiled and looked at Niall, and he blew you a kiss.

Harry: You woke up in the morning feeling like you were soaring. It was your wedding day and you were marrying Harry Styles. Your sixteen year old self was fangirling inside. You were in the bridal room at a castle you had rented out for your wedding. Your friend has slept in an adjacent room, and walked in right as you wiped the sleep out of your eyes. “Y/N, you bitch, it’s your big day. I never believed you when we were younger that you would actually marry Harry Styles. Do you know how many girls are going to want to skin you after tonight?” You threw a pillow at her and got out of bed. You took a shower and got in your ‘bride’ nightgown. You spent the day getting your hair done and make up done. You were visited by your friends, your family and of course, your mom spent the day with you. You were missing your dad a lot though. He had passed away six months ago and you were still devastated about it. You tried to put on a brave face, but while you were slipping on your dress with your mom, you broke down. “I miss dad so much today mom. I wish he was here” you said crying. You mom hugged you, and she cried too. The day wasn’t the same without him. You and your mom hugged, and you regained composure. You stepped out in your gown, and jaws hit the floor. You walked over to the floor length mirror and gasped. “I’ve never looked this pretty in my whole life” you said, whispering to yourself. Your mom hugged you and you and your bridal party went out to the ceremony area. You had a long walk down the aisle ahead of you, and you were doing it alone. Harry was at the altar, and you watched as your bridesmaids and the boys went down the aisle before you. “Good luck loser” Louis said as you walked past. “Shut up jerk” you said, smiling back. He smiled and winked and walked. You had jitters. You didn’t know how you felt about doing this alone. The walking music queued and you walked out into sight. Harry covered his mouth and you smiled. You had to walk down three stairs, which you did gracefully. You were almost half way when you saw your uncle from your dad’s side. He smiled, and the memories of your dad washed over you. You froze and tears attacked your eyes. “God, please, relax Y/N” you said, trying to force another step. “Y/N” you heard from behind you and you felt an arm link in yours. You turned and saw Ed Sheeran standing there. “Let’s go, we can do this” he said. You took a step and got down the aisle, thanks to Ed. Harry thanked him and you asked Ed to stand beside your maid of honor during the ceremony. After you were married, you approached Ed. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what happened, cold feet I guess.” “Y/N, you know what happened. You missed your father. That is normal, and you’re brave for even trying this. I know we’re similar in age and you and I haven’t been very close, but I love Harry like a brother and that makes you my sister. You can come to me for anything.” You smiled, tears in your eyes. “Well, there’s one thing… I have nobody for a father/daughter dance. I was just going to let it go, but it might be nice if you would dance with me” you asked hopingly. “I would be honored” he said. You mentioned it to Harry and he knew he had the perfect song, but wanted to surprise you. You and Ed took the floor, and Harry took a microphone. He started singing ‘Isn’t She Lovely’ by Stevie Wonder. That was too much for you to take. You were a crying mess as Ed twirled you around. You were so happy as you danced, and you thought about how happy your dad would be looking down.