The Arranged Marriage (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 38

The wedding comes faster than I thought it would. And trust me when I say I've had a lot of doubts in the past few weeks. Most of my doubts have something to do with my age. I don't turn seventeen for a few more months, I'm not even a legal adult and I'm getting married today. What if I don't want this when I'm older? Maybe Niall doesn't want to marry someone this young. What if Niall wants to have kids soon? God, I can't even legally drink in the US yet, I definitely can't take care of children yet.

Anyways, I'm worried, but extremely excited. I know this is going to sound completely terrible, but I'm not completely in love with Niall yet. Now don't get me wrong, I love him, like a lot. It's just that I love him, but not enough to really, really want to get married. As I said, it's not that I don't love him; it's just that we haven't even known each other for a year yet, and I'm still so young. Hell, Niall's only twenty, which is still pretty young to be getting married.

And there I go worrying about age again. See what I was saying? I've been like this for quite some time, and I'm pretty sure everyone's gotten very annoyed by it.

"What's going on in your head now, Melissa?" Jeniah asks me, smirking because he already know the answer.

"Everything." I sigh, giving her a small smile.

"Not getting any cold feet, are we?" Jeniah questions jokingly.

"My feet are toasty warm, that's not the problem. It's just that I'm the greatest worry wart of the decade, as you already know." I tell her, laughing some.

"You know," Eleanor, Louis' girlfriend, says, "Most women on their wedding day are a lot happier than you are right now."

"I'm really not a normal person, El. But I am happy and excited, just a little more worried." I say to her, look down at my gown. It's really beautiful with its sweetheart neckline and the pleats at the bottom. It a wonderful dress overall, and I'm really happy with it.

"I think we all figured that our when we first met you, Melissa." Eleanor laughs, responding to my previous statement.

"I must not be that bad if Niall's will to marry me." I shrug my shoulders.

"Or Niall's not any more normal than you are," My brother points out, popping up out of nowhere. "You look beautiful, Mel."

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself." I smile, hugging him once he gets close enough.

"I'd love to chat about our beauty, but I came here to let you ladies know that we're to be starting within the next ten minutes." James informs us, making my nerves go wild.

"We should be ready once we find our flower girls, and our ring bearer decided to stop playing hide-and-seek with his tie." I say to James, making him laugh, shaking his head as he walks out of the room.

I turn to my bridesmaids and smile, loving how their dresses look on the lot of them. Jeniah is my maid of honor, and then I have Eleanor, Gemma, Felicitie, and Lottie. They're all wearing the same dress; a knee length, light pink dress with a one shoulder strap. I also have Phoebe and Daisy as my flower girls. And of course Theo is the ring bearer.

Once the three arrive, my nerves calm down a little. Theo runs to his mom, and the two girls run to their sisters.

"Did you find your tie, Theo?" I ask laughing as Theo shoves his tie in his moms face.

I hear a knock on the door and then my parents walk into the room. "It's about that time, Mel." My dad tells me, my mom looking like she's going to cry.

"Alright," I say, letting out a puff of air. "Is everyone ready?" I receive 'yes's from everyone.

"Let's get going then." Jeniah says, ushering everyone out of the room. As we make the small walk to the sanctuary in told that Niall is already inside waiting, and that all of the guests have arrived. Once we reach the two wooden doors -where the groomsmen are standing- my mom starts to make sure everyone knows what they're doing.