The Other Woman

Chapter Twenty-Eight

"You look so beautiful Rose.." my sister beamed, hugging me as she fixed my vail and makeup. My dress was long with a trail, the shoulders are exposed and the small sleeves are lace streamed with sparkles everywhere. My vail was so long and sparkly along with my tiara. My hair was up wrapped into a curly bun and I felt like a princess. We have a long deck right next to the ocean that we set up our altar and party. Everything is white, black, light blue, and gold. The girls dresses are light blue and the boys tux were black white and gold. I had my few bridesmaid with me, helping me get ready. "Mom would of loved to be here." Valeria said, kissing my cheek and rushing to get everything perfect for the wedding.

One after the other everyone left me to go help with the wedding and I was left with my thoughts, pacing back and forth. I kept reciting my vows, not wanting to get this wrong. The little knock on the door caused me to stop instantly, looking at Harry walking in slightly. I smiled and he just stared at me. "God you look so beautiful." I blushed hard and he pulled me into a hug. "I wish I was the one saying I do to you." I just smiled, rubbing his shoulder. "Just know I'm always here." I nodded, looking up into his eyes. I knew I couldn't be this close to him for long, so I walked to the other side of the room and so did he. As I attempted to gain some space I gave him my necklace to put on me, but realized quickly that was a stupid idea.

He grabbed my necklace and I turned around as he slowly buckled my necklace, lingering his fingers on my neck. "Harry stop." He knew what he was doing. He sighed, doing it quickly and turning me back around. He embrace me in a quick hug. "Good luck Rose. I hope he's everything you've ever wanted." And he left. I was then called to come walk down the aisle.

The walk seemed long but once I caught a glimpse of Niall through the glass door i stood behind before going outside, i knew everything was going to be okay. Niall's dad offered to walk me down the aisle since I didn't have anyone to, but I figured I would just walk down myself. It was a generous offer, but just didn't feel right. The doors opened as I walked down the white rug that lead up the aisle to the altar. Everyone stood to look at me and Niall instantly started crying when he seen me. I couldn't take my eyes off of Niall, even though Harry kept trying to catch my eye.

He wrapped his arm in mine, and we walked to the altar, facing each other, saying our vows. We listened to the preacher and repeated the words after him. Surprising me, Niall had a vow written for me. I felt bad, because I didn't have one but he assured me it was fine. Niall began saying, "through all the bad days and the long rehearsals and the constant traveling, she has always been by my side, being my best friend. She always reminds me who I am, where I've come from, and what's best for me. I couldn't live my life without you, and don't understand how I've made it so many years without you. You inspire me to be the best person I can be, always. Your love is what keeps me going, and I can't wait to be with you forever." I was crying. He embraced me in a passionate kiss as everyone cheered and I realized I didn't even look at Harry, not even once.

We left happily and inside to the reception where there was food, dancing, cake, and good times. We had our first dance and had so much fun getting drunk with his family. I loved every bit of it. Once the night winded down, you could find me drunk, holding Bubba and Theo, my now two nephews, slow dancing on the floor with them, basically rocking them back and forth as they fell asleep on me. The wedding was coming to a close but it was fun, a day I would love forever. Niall and I left that night for our honeymoon to Jamaica. It was going to be a week long of just us, no one else. I was so excited to get away for a week and just soak in everything. The first night in Jamaica was amazing. We had drinks and sat by the fire and talked for so long. The rest of the days were rainy so we entertained ourselves in our hotel room.
After the long honeymoon we can back home, and everything changed after the wedding. The band is pretty much done, they've announced their break already just no one knows when they are coming back, if they ever do. Niall has already started his solo career along with the other boys, and we're just settling now. We are finally able to just stay somewhere and build a life. The only question is, where? Should we go back to Ireland? Should we stay in LA? Should we go to London? We haven't decided.

After a long day of unpacking we laid down on the bed in our jammies, watching Netflix. "Babe... I have something to tell you.." Niall said, looking very nervous. I looked over at him and smiled reassuringly. "Yes baby?" He sat up, and I followed, becoming a little more scared. "A while ago..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "When we got in that fight that one time, I-I slept with someone else." My heart sunk, but I had to remember I was trying to throw my past away too. "And she's pregnant. I don't know exactly it's mine, but she says she thinks so..." I kinda just got up and left. I was hurt, but I couldn't exactly judge, besides the fact that she's pregnant. He's always used condoms with us, what makes her different?

I got in my car and drove, and I knew exactly where I was going. I didn't want to believe where I was driving, but I was doing it. In a hotel about 20 minutes from my house was Harry in a hotel room alone. Well, with Wesley, but still, alone. I went right to his room, knocked three times. He opened the door in his boxers and looked at me surprised. "Rose? What are you doing-" I stopped him with a kiss. I just wanted him. I tried so hard for Niall but if we're both not going to be faithful, what the fuck. Within minutes we were undressed on the bed. "Rose what's going on?" And I shook my head, going to town. He didn't need to know what I was thinking, or what I wanted. He'll find out in 9 months. Karma's a bitch?