The Worst Kind Of Love (A Niam Horayne Fanfic)

Chapter 20

A/N

Okay so this A/N is going to be long but I suggest you read it because there is a lot of important stuff in it!!! Sooooo sadly this is the final chapter of The Worst Kind Of Love. I decided to skip to the wedding because if I put other chapters before this one they would be boring pointless filler chapters. I tried to write a chapter to go before this one a bunch of times and they were all boring or unoriginal so I decided it would be best to go right to the wedding scene. I’ve been waiting for this chapter since the beginning of the story! I really hope you enjoy it because it was incredibly fun to write!! I love you guys and thank you so much for supporting me through this whole story!! This was the first piece of writing I’ve ever done outside of school. I always hated writing but now after this whole experience I’ve discovered that it’s super fun to do. I love getting lost in a chapter, being able to read something later and think that I wrote it and others have read and (hopefully) enjoyed it. I hope all my amazing fans will stay with me and continue to follow my writing!! I do have ideas for the next couple of fanfic’s that I’m going to write! I hope to see you all soon!! So now for the final time here is chapter 20!!

 

 

 

Chapter 20

Niall’s POV

I woke up with a smile on my face. Today was it. I was getting married to the man I love. The man who makes me the happiest person on earth. Today was the day Liam would become mine and mine only.

It’s been a year to the day since Liam proposed that day on the beach. Gay marriage had been legalized in the UK a month ago and as soon as we heard the planning began. We wanted it to be exactly a year after the engagement. Our wedding colors would be purple and blue, our favorite colors. My best man would be Greg, and my groomsmen would be my dad and Zayn. His best man would be his dad, and his groomsmen would be Harry and Louis. The wedding was going to be in the park, with the reception at a beautiful hall about ten minutes away. I was wearing a white tux and Liam was wearing a black one. Greg and his dad were wearing black pants and blue shirts, while my dad, Zayn, Harry and Louis were wearing black pants with purple shirts.

I shook Liam awake and he smiled up at me. I leaned closer to his face and kissed him gently, looking into his big brown eyes. He smiled more, “So are you excited?” he asked and I smiled. “Of course I am! How could I not be? Today I can call you mine!” I exclaimed kissing him again. He giggled and sat up, we had an hour before we had to start getting ready. He was meeting his dad at Harry and Louis’s place where he four of them were getting ready. My dad, Greg and I were going to Zayn’s to get dressed.

We ate breakfast together before kissing and going our separate ways to get dressed. When I got to Zayn’s I was rushed into the shower because apparently I smelt horrible. The whole time I was in there Zayn was banging on the door yelling that he needed to fix my hair. It took him an hour to blow dry it and style it into a quiff. It took me ten minutes to put on my suit before we could leave. I cant wait to see Liam standing up at the alter waiting for me.