Lumière // h.s

[ f o r t y - f o u r ]

Cait's POV.

I don't think I ever want to get married. After seeing how much preparation has gone into my mums - it has put me off.

I sat in the car with the other bridesmaids on our way to the wedding. It was Daisy, Phoebe, Lottie, Fiz and Eleanor. Eleanor and I hadn't made eye contact or even said hello but what was important was that we were both in the car on our way to the wedding.

Once we arrived we stood waiting for my mum. I knew everyone had arrived, Harry had text me multiple times about how he couldn't wait to see me and that he was missing me already even though i'd left him in our hotel room to get ready not even 4 hours ago.

The sun was beaming down on us, i was so happy it was a warm day, it would have been awful if mum had prepared so much and it had rained.

When she arrived I felt slightly emotional, I'd never seen her so happy or so beautiful. Her hair done by Lou, her dress custom made. She looked stunning.

The music began and we stood in our line. It was Phoebe, Daisy, Fiz, Lottie, me then Eleanor. When one walked in you had to count to 5 before you walked in behind them.

I felt my palms sweat as I held the flowers tight walking down the aisle. I knew people were staring but I tried not to focus on them, the second I found Harry he smiled giving me the slightest nod of encouragement as I continued to walk down the aisle.

Once I reached the alter I turned to stand beside Lottie and looked straight ahead - catching Harry's eyes again. He smiled sweetly mouthing 'I love you' subtly so no one - especially Louis would see.

The wedding went smoothly, vows were spoken, rings exchanged and the famous 'you may now kiss the bride' sentence was said notifying me that the event my mother planned for months was now partially over.

Mum and Dan left the church first followed by everyone else.

I walked slowly a sly hand on my hip as I walked out of the church. "You'll look beautiful on our wedding day," I hear Harry subtly whisper.

I smile as his hand is removed from my hip, I walk out of the church turning around to look at him. "Talk like that will get us in trouble, Styles."

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk but it quickly dropped. I followed his eyes, turning around. Outside the church gates were fans and paps waiting for the boys.

"Can you actually believe that?" I scoffed. "No privacy."

I heard Harry sigh behind me. "We're going to have to be super careful if we're on constant watch today, super careful."

I nod. "We can do this."

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Mum and Dan's reception location was beautiful, it wasn't the most private place but it was so thoughtfully done.

I talked with Lou and Niall every so often looking over at Harry. He was always talking to someone, forever the social butterfly. He could charm and speak to anyone he wanted - that was what he was good at. I loved how when he spoke with Lottie she'd blush and become shy - her obvious crush on him almost embarrassing. She'd tuck her hair behind her ear unable to make eye contact with him when he asked about how her GCSE's were going.

"So," Lou started as Niall walked off, I think he was playing croquet with Liam.

I smile at her sipping the champagne that was expensive but not too nice.

"I've noticed something." She adds.

"You have?" I ask.

"Mhmm, something about Harry."