Can't Make Up My Mind (Nouis & Zouis)

EXTRA - The Wedding

Louis' POV

I had never been so nervous in my life, not on my first day of school, not when I auditioned for the Xfactor not even at our first ever performance after we placed third. This was the first time I had been so nervous. 

And it was all because of Niall. 

I was sat in my bedroom in the hotel we had decided to hold the wedding in, which was more of a palace if you asked me. The boys and our families had disallowed Niall and I from seeing each other today, since "despite being gay we still had to follow tradition" or so our Mum's believed. 

I got up and decided to pace around the room, ignoring Harry as he tried to get me to sit down and stop fretting. Harry was of course, like my best man, but we hadn't really figured out a way we could have best men, and ushers and all that since we would walk in at the same time. So we just had Harry, Zayn, Liam, Niall's brother Greg, my childhood best friend Stan and several others in matching suits to ours, and called them our 'best men/ushers'. Despite the lack of a bride I allowed my sisters to be bridesmaids, since they practically begged us. In the end it turned out to be a quite well planned wedding, even though it was very abnormal. 

I stopped pacing, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to Harry. "How long now?" I asked him, twiddling my thumbs together. 

"Two hours Louis, but Liam just texted me, they've forced Niall back into his room so you're allowed down to the bar." 

"YAY!" I shouted, a pint would calm me down, and it would also pass some time before the wedding begun. 

"Apparently the girls are also ready." Harry told me, as I pulled him out the room and downstairs towards the bar. 

"Am I allowed to see them? Like surely its like I'm the bride so I can see the bridesmaids." 

"Nope! Oh wait, I was wrong, they're not ready." Harry laughed, realising he had read the text of my mum wrong. 

I laughed along with him. We finally made it to the bar downstairs, where a lot of our guests were already gathered. Niall and I had managed to keep any details from the press, and since this hotel was surrounded by a beautiful iron ten foot gate and lots of trees, any unwanted intruders had little chance of getting in. We had managed to narrow down the guest list to about four hundred guests; being in our business it was hard to figure out who to invite and not to invite, so we just went with pretty much everyone. 

There was an official photographer here, and we were allowed to release several photos from today to the press once they had been sorted and we were back from our honeymoon, which would be next week. 

 The public had actually taken the news of our engagement and Daniel pretty well, surprisingly, we didn't get that much hate. Niall and I had recently come top on the 'Most Loved Gay Couple' thing in some magazine, and we were getting questions about our relationship from left right and center. 

I sat down at the bar with Harry, sitting next to Zayn who was already there, glugging a beer down. "Hey guys!" He said cheerily, motioning with a tenner if we wanted a drink, I nodded. 

"Pint please mate!" I said happily, Zayn handed the money over the counter, getting Harry one aswell even though he hadn't replied. 

"Oh thanks." Harry said, smiling, once he had realised one of the two drinks now being placed on the bar was for him. 

Sally ran over, smiling at Zayn and I. "You look great Louis! I hope you don't mind but I would like to steal Harry for a bit!" 

"Same to you Sally! And sure." I replied, grinning at the young girl. I wasn't lying either, she did look stunning.