A Lie Is A Lie (Niall Horan)

36. Epilogue

This took a while because I got into a car accident on the 14th and I fractured my clavicle (broke my collarbone), so I had to write half of this with one hand. It is much harder than you think so excuse an spelling errors. also, when Rosie goes down the aisle, play the video, i really love this piece. rosie's dress on the side. i decided to only make one epilogue, but to make it really long and quite detailed. Im sorry if I let anyone down by saying there were going to be two epilogues. If I get asked to make another, who knows, I might, but for now, this will be the last 'chapter'. i love all of you. Have a great christmas and a fabulous new year. always appreciate what you have, you may lose it one day.

Enjoy:) 

September 1, 2013

Rosie P.O.V

A wise man once said, it's amazing on how much you can fit into a year. I'm guessing you may imagine what's happened. It was a long year of wedding planning, the Take Me Home tour, arguments, rumours and surprises, but I can tell you as I am preparing for this very day, it was all worth the wait. The public have been so supportive of me and Niall's relationship, or 'Nosie' as they call it, and I really am glad at how some of the die-hard fans have responded to our engagement. I know that a majority of them were really upset, but I have seen twitter comments and they are happy for us and seeing their support makes us smile. Nikki started going by her real name again, and she got back with Jesse. She told me about the reason they broke up last year and I wanted to punch her, but there wasn't anything I could really do. The past is the past and that's that, I suppose. They're actually living together and I am living at Niall's house. Nikki and I are still close, but we've each sort of gone off with our lives as I don't need to constantly remind her of which lie I told each day and to think of a story behind it. 

It feels so good to not have to lie anymore. It is so much better telling the truth. Oh,I got a job as a teacher's assitant at Walworth Academy for 3rd graders by the way. I didn't want to be known for doing nothing, I don't want to be like the Kardashians, they do nothing and they are famous. I wanted to have a job and show that Niall isn't marrying a slob and someone who has no aspirations or goals who sits on her ass all day. I wanted people to look at me and remember me as "Rosie Tomkins, the 3rd grade teacher who is marrying Niall Horan". I know at this stage it's "Niall Horan's fiancé who is also a teacher", but one day, it'll be the first title. And it feels good to help children. It feels great to live this life that i imagined in high school, dating Niall the old fashioned way. And in a few minutes, I'm going to be saying my vows to him, in front of mine and his family and friends, loving him till I'm grey-haired and on my deathbed.

I was getting nervous just sitting in the waiting room, so I went to look out the door to see my family, well, what's left of it and Niall's on either side of the aisle, mixed with a few of his celebrity friends. We wanted it to be very private, but with his celebrity status, it is impossible to keep anything private. We all were upset about the fans going to his brother's wedding, but I understand that they wanted to meet him. There are so many fans and paps outside, I'm just glad that Mullingar is being kind and gave us glorious weather today. I don't know if there are words for how happy I am about today. I feel like a princess, I don't care that I'm wearing diamonds that need to be returned, I just feel beautiful. I want every girl on this planet to feel like this everyday because I find it so humbling. You just feel like the world is your oyster and you kind of forget all the negativity out there in today's society. I don't feel fat or ugly or anything down-grading. I just feel sensational and radiant.

I closed the door slowly, being careful to make sure none of the guests see me peeking. I gathered the end of my dress to make sure I don't trip and started to head back slowly to my dressing room. As I walked by a this wall length mirror, I stopped to take in in my appearance. My hair was in a lose, curled bun with a side fringe. I spent my earnings, with a little help of my parents' fortune and aunties' life savings on a custom made dress that I designed when I was about 13. I never wanted a plain white dress, even at 13. The dress isn't intense like a vibrant blue, the colour is 'blush pink', which is like a very pale pink in a princess cut. I went for a tight, tafetta bodice and I didn't wanted a little sparkles, so they put in a flower swarovski crystal belt. Underneath was a five layer tule with a thick hem on the bottom. Oh yeah, I wanted to wear basic flats, but Niall begged to differ and bought me a pair of gorgeous,  Valentino's and...I couldn't help myself. You would die if your fiance bought you a pair of the world's prettiest shoes, okay, so please  I didn't have my veil on yet, it's in my dressing room. As I looked at myself, I've seen a change in myself as a person. I've become an honest, positive person and no one is going to bring me back to how I was. I nodded at the girl I see in the reflection, smile and continue to walk to my dressing room.