A Fine Line Between

Chapter 25

(This ones for you, Tabby.)

-About Two Months Later :D-

Jessica's POV

Planning a wedding is hard work.

The wedding is tomorrow.

I had been dieting and exercising constantly.

Dani had helped us plan everything.

The colour theme was purple and white.

My dress was beautiful.

It was sleeveless. It had flowers all over the bodice in silver.

It hugged my shape perfectly, showing
off what I had to offer.

My nails were done to perfection.

My hair had grown a lot.

It was down to my butt, flowing in long brown curls.

Louis, of course, had worked hard too.

He looked so perfect.

We had just gotten back from the wedding rehearsal.

I was standing in the bathroom, in my underwear and a bra, giving myself a facial.

"Wow." Louis said from the doorway.

He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips.

"Why are you so skinny? You're like a toothpick, love."

I ignored it.

I couldn't bear to tell him my obsession with being the perfect bride had gotten a little out of hand.

I think he figured it out by himself.

"Babe. Liam has told me that he's concerned about your weight. I've noticed you won't eat very much. You don't need to starve yourself to be beautiful."

I just kept ignoring him.

"Babe? Please."

"Fine. I just couldn't bear the fact that I might not be the most perfect bride."

"You are perfect. To me. That's all that matters." He said, pulling me in for a hug.

"Louis! Now you have facial on your chest!" I laughed.

"Eh. It's good for me, isn't it?"

"Yeah, when it's on your face!"

He just chuckled and walked out.

I looked in the mirror, sighing.

I washed the facial off.

I walked out and got into bed, cuddling close to Louis.

He wrapped his arms around my waist gently.

I pecked his lips and fell asleep.

I woke up at 6. Yuck.

I crawled out of the bed and went to the kitchen to be greeted by Dani.

"You're up! Let's go!" She squealed.

She got the box with my dress in it out of her closet and my shoes and underwear.

She piled it in the back seat and we drove to the hair salon.

"Who are we seeing today?" The cheery receptionist asked.

"Jessica Harris and bridesmaids." I replied.

Perrie, Nicola, and Ruth walked in.

"All here?" The salon person asked.

"Yes."