Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Twenty Eight

Chapter 28

(Y/F/N) = Your Full Name

Your POV

I can not believe this day has finally come. I'm finally going to be able to call Harry my husband in a few hours, and that thought brings a huge smile to my face. I truly am the luckiest girl in the world right now. Not only am I getting married to the love of my life but we're only a month away from having a beautiful baby we can call ours. I swear this day couldn't have come any slower, the anticipation was killing me. Now that it's finally here all I want to do is hold Harry in my arms and be able to call him mine.

"How are you going (Y/N)? You nervous?" Eleanor asks, staring at my reflection in the mirror while we get our make up done. A smile quickly spreads across my face, the nerves not really present, just the excitement and anticipation for the day.

"No, not really. I just really want to get out there and see Harry." I smile, realizing how corny that sounds. All the bridesmaids in the room laugh and aww as they're all waiting for my make up to be finished.

"You look absolutely beautiful (Y/N)" Danielle says as I standup from the makeup chair. I thank her with a toothy grin, truly feeling beautiful on my special day. I walk up to where my wedding dress is hung and get the girls to help me slip into it. Every young girl dreams about what their prince charming will be like, where they'll get married and what their dress would look like and I was no exception. When it came to looking for my dress I knew I'd be 8 months pregnant but I wanted it just like I had seen it in my dreams. My dress, it was simple yet very elegant and a little sexy. It had a low cut back which I knew Harry would love and had lace above the bust and draped over white satin flowing naturally to the ground as the fabric wrapped itself loosely around my body. It had small train, still looking elegant but keeping it simple. It was perfect! Once it's finally on, I run my hands down my thighs, smoothing out the satin and lace dress. As I look down all I see is my eight month pregnant belly, but looking at it makes me smile, it reminds me that I'm going to be a mum soon.

"Wow! (Y/N) the dress looks stunning. Harry's going to love it." my best friend winks at me. I walk up to the mirror checking everything is in place. As I look at my reflection I see my bridesmaids staring at me intently with wide smiles. I place my hands on my protruding belly, smiling up at the girls.

"(Y/N)? It's time sweetheart!" my dad calls from the door. The girls all squeal and clap their hands, getting into a line. My dad walks to me, his hand out waiting for mine. I place my hand in his as I give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I can't believe this day has finally come. (Y/N) I want you to know that I love you so much and I'm so proud of how far you've come in your lifetime. You've made mum and I so proud we couldn't have asked of any thing more. I wish you and Harry a lifetime of happiness and I just want you to know that mum and I will be here through everything" he smiles, looking to my stomach. I try holding back the tears but the words that just came out of my Dad's mouth were so moving.

"Thanks Dad! I love you so much. I thank you for everything you've done for me and for Harry too. I know Harry loves you just as much as I do, you're an amazing Dad and I never want you to forget that. I love you so much." I smile, a tear rolling down my cheek. Dad gives me another kiss before taking my hand and guiding me towards the beachfront.

One by one, I watch as my bridesmaids leave, walking down the aisle with one of Harry's groomsmen. In seconds, music starts to play and the guests all stand. Dad places the veil over my face before leading me down the aisle. I walk down, knowing people are watching me, looking at my dress and possibly speculating over my pregnant stomach but all I can look at is my beautiful, smiling Harry at the end of the aisle.