What Are The Odds- Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 27

Harry POV

"Do you think it's like weird that I'm wearing a short dress?" Brooklyn asked, straightening it out on the bottom. 

"Of course not! You look beautiful!" I cooed, kissing her collar bone. 

We stood in front of the mirror, my arms laced onto her waist. Both of our smiles beaming off our faces. 

"I can't believe we are married" She said in awe, looking at her ring that sit perfectly on her finger. 

"Neither can I" I said, my lips brushing against her ear. She spun around, facing me, but my hands stood on her waist. 

"How did I get so lucky, Harry Styles?" she said with a smile. 

"No, the queestion is how did I get so lucky, Brooklyn Styles?" I bounced back. 

"You're so cheesey" she said, pulling me onto her lips, both of us smiling into the kiss. 

There was a knock on the door and a skipping Brooklyn offered to get it. She opened the door to the whole gang. 

"Hello!" Was basically all I heard as they invited themselves in. 

They all started to quiet down and then stared at us. 

Bailey sighed and then said, "You guys look so happy" She said. Everyone else agreed. 

"You mind taking a picture of me and my beautiful wife?" I asked nobody in praticular, holding out my phone. 

Liam snatched it while Louis corrected my grammar, "My beautiful wife and I!" He shouted. 

"I think I'm allowed to say whatever I want, it's my wedding day" I said. 

"Our" Brooklyn corrected me. 

"Our wedding day" I said before swooping Brooklyn into a true bridal position and placing my lips on her soft ones. 

A chorus of awes left our friends at the doorway. 

"Ok I got a bunch" Liam said handing me back my phone. I smiled at hime and slipped my phone into my pocket. 

"Shall we, princess?" I asked. Brooklyn nodded, taking the arm I was holding out to her. 

Brooklyn POV

It's been a couple hours since the party started and as of right now, my life hasn't been better. I have the best boyfriend, oh sorry, husband, ever. I have the most caring and loving family, and my friends brightened up my day. And a successful fashion line. I wouldn't wish for anything more. 

"Whatcha thinking about?" A voice asked behind me, as I sat in my chair, looking into the crowded dance floor. 

"Life" I said turning around and throwing my arms around Harry's neck. 

"Life is good" He chuckled. 

"Life is amazing" I said, giggling. 

"I have a surprise for you" He said. I smiled and nodded my head. 

"Excuse me, but we need everyone to clear the dance floor, please. Thank you" Louis said into a microphone, standing on the elevated floor in front of the DJ booth. I laughed at the sass that was evident in his voice. 

Niall brough a chair onto the dance floor, putting it into the center, and Harry, who had lifted me into his arms placed me down onto the chair. Zayn gave Harry the microphone while the 4 other boys and Ed (Yes I know, Edward Sheeran is at my flipping wedding, mine.) sat in 5 of the six chairs in front of the DJ booth.