Megan's pov
"How are you feeling?" Louis' palm rested on my bare shoulder as I sat in front of the mirror.
"I don't know." His thumb rolled across my skin, soothing small circles along the goosebumps that infested my body. He leant down and kissed me on the cheek, reassuring me that I was okay, reminding me to breath, and let go of the air I held hostage in my lungs.
"You're going to be amazing, today will be perfect. I promise." my heart fluttered at the thought of today but the butterflies in my stomach felt like lions ripping me apart from the inside.
"Megan, Lou has just arrived to do your hair and make up." Gemma popped her head around the corner or the door before opening it wider to let Lou in.
Louis stepped back, smiling. "I better go and check up on the groom." He gave me a smile before leaving. Today so far I am a shell of nerves. I never thought I would ever feel think scared to stand in front of my friends and family. My family was the most important thing to me, I wanted them to be proud of me and to be happy for me and Harry.
Lou took my hair out of the rollers she'd put in earlier and hair sprayed the curls before letting them drop slightly whilst she did my make up. My make up was natural, but covered any problems on my skin. She teased my hair, pulling back sections and pinning so that it fell in a certain way. "Done! you look stunning. The bridesmaids are ready and your mum is getting Darcy into her dress. I think it's about time you get into yours."
My dress was simple, hugging my figure accentuating my curves. It glistened under the sunlight that poured through the window. The train ran behind me, gliding along as I walked. I had fallen in love this dress the second I had saw it. It fitted perfectly and made me feel like a princess. Lou carefully placed my vail into the hair she had pulled back, sitting it so the crystals glistened with the dress.
I wanted everything to be perfect. Today was the start of my and Harry's new life. This was our new chapter.
I walked towards the door collecting my thoughts to see Louis stood with Darcy in his arms. I had asked Louis to walk me down the aisle. He was also one of Harry's best men but since he had all four boys we'd agreed he could spare Louis a couple of minutes whilst he walked me down the aisle.
"You look beautiful." He offered me his arm and we walked to the car. "Gemma and your sisters have already gone in the other car to the church, I said Darcy would come with us." The wedding car was beautiful, Harry had been in charge of a lot of things for this wedding and so far I was highly impressed.
As we drove up the drive to the church I could see all the empty cars outside making me feel nauseous knowing such a large amount of people were inside the church sitting waiting for me to arrive and watch me and Harry get married. When the car came to a halt I felt paralysed in my seat, I couldn't breath. "Louis." I couldn't turn to see him but I knew he was watching me. "take Darcy inside, I'll be there in a second I just need a second." I could feel the start of my panic attack rising through my body and I didn't want Darcy to have to witness it happen.
As I had expected Louis ignored what I said, and came back out to the car after taking Darcy inside. "your okay, just breath. Your about to marry the love of your life what's there to panic about?" My breathing became erratic at the thought of standing in front of the crowd of people. Louis rested his hand on my leg, the other ridding circles into the small of my back. "look at me." I un squinted my eyes daring to look into his intense stare. "you love harry and he loves you. I promise you, when you walk into that church the only person you'll need to concentrate on is Harry and we both know you will be fine. And even if your not I will be stood right at the side of you. The pair of you have been planning this for a whole year, the amount of times you were sick during this planning process was ridiculous, especially as we got closer to today, but look everything is perfect, you are panicking over nothing, just like you were back then you will be fine." I chuckled ironically at Louis' words as he gave a weird look, but instead of retorting he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car.
