Loving You (Harry Styles)

Epilouge

Sarah's POV

She glanced in the mirror at her strapless white gown. It had sparkly designs on the top and it flowed out at the bottom. She had on White flatts under it. She didn't want to be taller than Harry on her wedding day.

"I can't believe it's finally time." Her mom hugged her.

"Me either." Her dad smiled. "Ready?"

"Ready."

The flower girl who was Harry's six year old cousin walked down the isle and threw out the light pink petals. Her dress was lilac and Sarah's mom came out behind her pulling Emily and Darcy in a wagon that had been decorated to look like a miniature float. It was white and light purple with flowers and things on it. Next it was Sarah's turn.

They linked arms and her father opened the door. Everyone stood up and looked at her. A few cameras flashed. Her long white dress flowed behind her and she looked to the end of the isle where Harry was standing in his suit grinning.

She heard the music in the backround, but all she could do was stare at Harry and smile like an idiot. She was so happy the day was finally here. She reached the end and stood infront of him. He smiled fondly at her and she couldn't hold back her own smile.

He thought about how lucky he was and realized she was even more beautiful than he had thought she would be.

Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn were standing behind Harry wearing black suits with purple ties facing the people in the church. Susane, Eleanor, Katherine, Perrie, and Danielle were wearing lilac dresses and were standing behind Sarah.

The preist stood behind the poteum wearing a long white silk robe. He started talking, but Sarah couldn't take her eyes off Harry. He was flawless. How did she get so lucky?

"Now could we please have the ring bearer come forward."

Sarah smiled as Anne walked Rosy down the isle. Attached to her lilac collar was a small pillow with the rings taped in the top. Rosy ran up the steps to Harry. Harry bent down and took the rings. Anne led Rosy to the front row and took her seat.

Harry took her left hand in his and started.

"I, Harry Styles, take you, Sarah Smith to be my lawfully wedded wife, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

He looked down at her hand and slipped the ring into her middle finger. Then he handed her the other ring. She took his hand and cleared her throat.

"I Sarah smith, take you, Harry Styles to be my lawfully wedded husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live."

She slid the ring onto his finger, and a tear slid down her cheek.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Harry leaned forward and kissed her sweetly.

"I love you." He murmered.

"I love you too."