Harry Holland Imagines

Wedding Helpers

2nd Person POV

Just smelling the sweet scent of Harry's cologne made you the happiest person ever. The two of you stood in the middle of a hallway, hugging and kissing each other's faces. Harry wore a dark black tux with a baby pink tie. His hair is slightly pushed back, but his curls still managed to escape. On the other hand, you wore a baby pink dress that hung down to your mid thigh.

"Are you sure you have everything under control, Harry? Tom can be a handful when getting ready for big events like this," you pull your head away from under his chin to give him a questioning look.

Harry nods his head and kisses the tip of your nose. "Do you have Zendaya under control, because I know she can be dramatic too."

This time, you nod your head and plant a kiss onto his lips. Just as you were about to go into another kiss, your ringtone goes off. Without evening seeing the caller ID, you know it is Zendaya.

"I guess I have to get going," you sheepishly say, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. Harry moves his hand to brush the side of your cheek, only to have his phone go off next.

He breaths out a loud sigh, then nods his head. "That's my cue to leave too. I'll see you when the wedding starts."

You and Harry share one last kiss before heading in opposite directions. Today is the day Tom and Zendaya is finally getting married. They both wanted an outdoor wedding in the summer, but Zendaya requested the wedding to be in a quiet part of Oakland, California.

Tom asked all three of his brothers and Harrison to be his groomsmen while Z asked you, Deja, Laura, and Storm Reid to be her bridesmaid. For the wedding, Zendaya wanted the main color to be pink, so that's why you are wearing a pink dress and Harry has a pink tie. Plus, Harry loves the color pink.

You quickly knock on the room the bride is getting ready in, and not a second later she was at the door, dragging you inside. In the corner of the room, Deja is finishing some touches on Storm while Laura is doing her own thing next to them.

"I have to use the bathroom and you are going to help me whether you like it or not," Zendaya growls in your direction. She grabs both of your hands and pulls you towards the small room in the corner.

Zendaya's dress isn't huge, but it has some fluff to it. You grab over half of her dress as Z grabs the other part of it with one hand. Both of you check to make sure nothing is in the toilet, then Zendaya takes her precious time using the restroom.

"I'm never doing that again," you sigh, sitting down next to Laura. Very slowly, Zendaya emerges out of the bathroom from washing her hands and sits down in her chair.

"It wasn't that bad," Zendaya sasses back. Laura softly giggles to herself, making sure not to mess up her eye shadow. The bride smooths out the ruffles in her dress, then takes her phone out of her pocket. Yes, Zendaya specifically asked for pockets in her wedding dress.

You glance at the clock on the wall, "okay, Z, your Dad should be here in twenty minutes. Then the wedding officially starts in thirty!" All four of you cheered in the room, clapping and shouting with happiness for your friend.

Zendaya looks away from the four screaming girls, blushing crazily at the thought of marrying Tom in an hour. The girl turns her head back around, smirking over at Y/N. "How was your meeting with Harry?"

Now all the girls turn to face you, smirking at Zendaya's words. This time, you turn away from everybody in the room and focus on your phone in your lap. "We just talked, that's all. Harry and I haven't see each other all day, and he wanted to give me this bracelet."