Stupid Arranged Marriage - A One Direction Fan Fiction (Editing)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Here's the long awaited chapter. I realise it may not be what all of you were hoping for, or exactly were wanting to happen, but as the writer, I think I did okay. And...well...that's okay.

The song choice is Give Me Love By Ed Sheeran

uh,.....romance kinda begins to finally actually pick up in this chapter so it'll hopefully be far more interesting thast the beginning of the story was. :)

dedicated to GabriellaMalik1919

all rights reserved.

Kate's POV

I rubbed my tired eyes, but opened them anyway.

And was met with noting but two GIANT brown eyes.

I screamed and jumped up, knocking foreheads with with the brown eyes' owner.

"OWE!"

Oops...

"Liam?" I asked trying to be calm.

"Y-Yeah?" he asked rubbing his head.

"May I ask why you were creeper staring at me?"

"I-I...uh...was...um....waiting f-for you to get up." he groaned again.

I was silent, thinking it through.

"And distance...personal space...personal bubble..mean nothing to you?"

He glared at me.

"You were asleep! And! I have something really important to tell you!" he said with a giant smile on his face.

"What?"

"She's in jail!"

"Who?"

"Danielle!"

"....how?"

"They used me as bait and I got her to..Er..confess."

He looked really uncomfortable.

"Liam? What happened?"

"I..not important. She's caught and will be in jail."

"Liam..."

"Just drop it Kate. It doesn't matter."

I sighed. Fine then. And who was I to think it was any of my business? Wow. I'm self centered! I just need to be thankful that he's here and she's there.

My phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Kate?"

"Haven?"

"Hey. I need to tell you something and you gotta promise not to get pissed."

"Okay?"

"The wedding is tomorrow."

"WHAT?!" I yelled.

"I...uh..."

But I threw the phone down, got up, and sprinted from the room.

"Where are you going? Get back in here, you shouldn't be walking!" Liam yelled after me.

I bumped into a very cross looking nurse on my way.

"Miss Shay, I think you should get back into your bed. You're in no condition to walk much less be running down the halls."

I gave her my best glare.

    “And my cousin is getting married tomorrow. Sign me out. Now.”

    “You can’t sign yourself out dear.”
   
    “Fine. LIAM!”

    He came running.

    “Ugh! Kate! Honestly, get your butt back into bed! Now!” he said irritated.

    The nurse smirked at me, then eyed Liam, taking him in by looking a t him up and down. Mentally undressing him. That fucking slut!

    “Hello sir, I believe your little sister needs to get back in bed.” she said.

    Sister? Sister my ass.

    “I’m not his sister. Little or not. In fact, I’m older than him.”

    “Cousin? You having to baby-sit her?”

    I didn’t give Liam a chance to respond.

    “Baby-sit! Dude! You’re not that much older than me!”

    “I’m 24, what are you, 16?”

    “Shut the fuck up.”

    “Don’t talk to an elder like that. Didn’t your mother ever teach you manners?”

    Mum. Ouch. Not something that should be brought up in conversation. My parents.

    “Now run along little girl, I’ll take care of your friend here.”

    That did it. I turned to Liam, who’s face was full of shock, and mild disgust.

    “Little girl eh? Little sister? Sixteen? I’m 21 bitch.” I said before smashing my lips onto Liam’s.

    He was stiff and shocked, but only for a second before he grabbed my face, and kissed me back. When we pulled away, she was glaring at me.

    “Now, if you don’t mind, Liam is going to sign me out so we can leave. I have a wedding to attend tomorrow. And all of One Direction will be there.”

    She glanced at Liam.

    “All?” she sneered.

    “Cousin is marrying Niall.”

    “Or really? You’re related to that twat who’s blackmailing him?”

    Liam walked over to her, glaring.

    “Give me the damn paper so we can leave. Or else.”

    She nodded, and quickly handed it to him. He signed it, and then said one other thing.

    “What was your name?”

    “Bethany Stewart. Come back if you get tired of the teenager.”

    Liam grabbed my hand and dragged me to an office.

    “I’m still a teenager.” he mumbled.

    Liam knocked on the door, and an important looking man stepped out.
   
    “Ah! Liam! So good to see you again!”

    Liam nodded, “Hanson. I’d like it if you would get rid of Bethany Stewart. She was giving us lots of issues, and was rude and argued continuously with an injured patient.”

    The man’s eyes widened.

    “Sure thing Mr. Payne.”

    “Thanks.”

    With that, we turned and left. Liam held the door to his car open, and I quickly got in, buckling up. He started the engine, and glanced at me.

    “You sure you really should be up? I’d feel more comfortable if you were resting still.”

    I rolled my eyes.

    “Yes Liam. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

    He snorted.

    “When you fall over from exhaustion, don’t come complaining to me.”

    “I won’t.”

    He had a look on his face…he was gonna ask. No I don’t want him to…

    “So, uh, you kissed me?”

    “You kissed me back.”

    “That I did.”

    “Well, she was annoying! Heck, I’m older than you and when she said baby-sit and little sister, I just kinda snapped.”

    He smiled.

    “Well, if that’s the effect, I wouldn’t mind it if you snapped more often.” he teased.

    I laughed,

    “I’ll keep that in mind. Now step on it Mr. Payne! I’ve got a wedding to plan!”

    “Yes ma’am.”

^Biyra’s POV^

    “Can We fall? One more time? Stop the tape…and rewind oh and if you walk away I know I’ll fade cause there is no body else it’s gotta be you. Only you.” I sang along to the single by my boy band.

    I was cleaning up Zayn’s bathroom, which to be honest, wasn’t as dirty as I thought it would be. I mean sure, he’s got like fifty half used, twenty almost empty, and about fifteen unopened ahir products which clutter up each and every drawr, but…it could be worse?

    “Biyra?” Zayn  called.

    “Yeah?”

    “…..Where are you?”

    “Cleaning!”

    “Cleaning what…and where?”

    “Bathroom!”

    “Which one?”

    “Follow the sound of my voice and I’m sure you’ll find it!”

    Sure enough, his head poked in the doorway.

    “Why are you cleaning in here?”

    “Well, if I’m going to be living here with yolou for a while, I figured I might as well do my part cleaning the area up!”

    He laughed.

    “You don’t have to do that!”

    “Well, too late.”

    Zayn and I stared at my phone as it vibrated on the counter farthest from me, and closest to him.

    “Don’t you dare…” I tried, but he snatched it anyway.

    “Hello? Biyra’s phone line. But this is Zayn speaking.”

    I groaned. Great.

    “Haven? Hey!”

    I glared at him, and he stuck his tongue out at me.

    “Well that’s attractive.” I mumble.

    “You know it.” he mouths.

    “Yeah, she’s here. But she’s cleaning. Talk to me instead!”

    Jackass.

    I stood up, brushing off my knees. I grabbed the spray bottle, and stood on my tippie toes, to spray down the mirror in front of me. I moved my hand to grab the paper towles..which fell to the ground. Shit. I bent over, and snatched it before tearing one off, and continues to clean up the mirror.

    “Tomorrow? Y-Yeah.” Zayn’s voice sounded a bit choaked.

    I looked over at him in confustion.

    “I’ll be sure to let her know.” Zayn hung up and gave me back my phone.

    “Yeah, now you give it to me.”

    He smirked at me. Which only gained him another glare.

    “So?”

    “The wedding is tomorrow.”

    I froze.

    “Wait, what!”

    “Yes, short notice. Haven says she’s got everything under controll, so it’s okay.”

    “Has everything under controll? She needs help! Zayn, you gotta drive me over there! Now!”

    He sighed, and grabbed me around my waist.

    “You need to calm down, it’s like your acting as if it’s your wedding.” he murmured into my ear.
   
    I relaxed immediately.

    “Sorry.”

    “Maybe this will help…”

    He leaned down, and connected our lips. I twisted in his arms, and grabbed onto his hair. His tongue asked for entrance, which I granted. When we pulled away, my breathing was a bit thick. He smiled at me.

    “Now we can go.”

    Zayn’s POV

    I enter my house, and hear Biyra singing.


    “Can We fall? One more time? Stop the tape…and rewind oh and if you walk away I know I’ll fade cause there is no body else it’s gotta be you. Only you.”

    I laugh slightly, before calling out,

    “Biyra?”

    “Yeah?” she answers.

    “…..Where are you?”

    “Cleaning!”

    “Cleaning what…and where?”

    “Bathroom!”

    Well that’s helpful. There’s two.

    “Which one?”

    “Follow the sound of my voice and I’m sure you’ll find it!”

    Fine. I walk, and I was sure she’d been in mine the whole time. I peek my head in. Yup.

    “Why are you cleaning in here?” I asked.

    “Well, if I’m going to be living here with you for a while, I figured I might as well do my part cleaning the area up!”

    I laugh

    “You don’t have to do that!”

    I didn’t want her to clean everything up. She’s be like a slave!

    “Well, too late.”

    We  stared at my phone as it vibrated on the counter right next to me. I looked at her.

    “Don’t you dare…” She began, but I snatched it.

    “Hello? Biyra’s phone line. But this is Zayn speaking.”

    She groaned, and I flashed her a smile.

    “Zayn?”

    “Haven? Hey!”

    Biyra glared at me, and I stuck my tongue out at her.

    “Well that’s attractive.” She mumbled.

    “You know it.” I mouth.

    “Is Biyra there?”

    “Yeah, she’s here. But she’s cleaning. Talk to me instead!” I say.

    Biyra stood up, brushing off the knees of her leggings. She grabbed the spray bottle, and stood on her tippie toes, to spray down the mirror, giving me a very pleasant view of her arse…

    “So, Zayn…the wedding’s been moved to tomorrow. I know it’s so close, but…I’ve got it all covered, I think.” Haven is speaking, but I’m too busy staring at Biyra as she swings her hips down to grab the paper towels she’d dropped,

    “Tomorrow? Y-Yeah.” I say my voice coming out a bit choked.

    Biyra looked over at me in confusion.

    “Okay, uh, let her know for me?”

    “I’ll be sure to let her know.” I hung up and hand the phone over to Biyra.

    “Yeah, now you give it to me.” she growls.

    I smirk at her and she sends me another glare.

    “So?” she asks.

    “The wedding is tomorrow.” I shrug.

    “Wait, what!” She yells.

    “Yes, short notice. Haven says she’s got everything under control, so it’s okay.” I try.

    “Has everything under control? She needs help! Zayn, you gotta drive me over there! Now!” she demands.

    I sigh, and grab her around the waist.

    “You need to calm down, it’s like your acting as if it’s your wedding.” I murmur into her ear.
   
    She relaxed immediately.

    “Sorry.” she apologized.
   
    An idea popped into my mind.

    “Maybe this will help…”

    I leaned down, and connected our lips. She moved her position in my arms so she could grab a hold onto my hair on the back of my neck.  I put my tongue up to her lips, asking for access to her mouth, which she granted almost instantly. When we pulled away, She was breathing hard. I smiled.

    “Now we can go.”

    We both walk out to the front of the building and I haul a cab. We both climb into the back for the three minute drive to Niall’s.

#Louis POV#

    Harry has been acting really mad. I don’t know what’s wrong though. I bet I did something. I went too far. I walked into the kitchen to see him sitting there with nothing but his boxers on.

    “Harry?” I ask quietly.

    He turns, and full on glares at me. I wince back.
   
    “What do you want Louis?” his voice ice cold.

    “N-Nothing.” I whisper and run to my room.

    I sit, cross legged, and just let myself cry. I don’t understand! What did I do wrong? My phone rings, and I pick it up, choking on my tears.

    “H-Hello?”

    “Lou?”

    “H-Hey Ni.”

    “Lou? What’s wrong?”

    “I-I did something N-Niall.”

    “What’d you do?”

    “I d-don’t know! Harry hates me though!”
   
    The line is quiet.

    “I’m coming over.”

    “N-No..it’s f-fine…”

    “I’ll be right there.”

    He hung up. Oh no…now he’s just going to come over and make Harry even more mad and then….I don’t know what I’ll do! I hung my head, and just let myself go with the thoughts of the boy I love….

    A few minutes later, all I hear is yelling coming from down stairs. I peek outside my door, opening it slightly.

    “Wanna explain to me why you’re shunning your boyfriend?”

    “He’s not my boyfriend.”

    Stabbed…can’t breathe…what?

    “Harry! What the fuck? Yes you two are dating!”

    “No we’re not! I’m not gay!”

    “Harry! Where on earth is this coming from?”

    He mumbled something, but I couldn’t hear it from ontop of the stairs. I inched a bit closer….

    “Oh God…they…no…” Niall pulled Harry into a hug.

    He’s siding with him!? Well, of course he is. I really did something, I should have known. I don’t deserve someone like Harry. I’ll…move out. Go somewhere where he won’t have to see me anymore.

    I closed the door to my room one more time. I pulled out my suitcase, and began shoving clothes in. My phone ringing made me jump, and I grabbed it off the shelf I’d left it on.

    “Hello?” I asked.

    “Louis! I need you and the rest of the boys at the studeo in fifteen minutes!”

    It was Simon…I couldn’t ignore him. If it were anyone else in management…but not Simon…I wiped the tears off my face, and breathed, in, and out. I can do this. When we come back, I’ll leave. I finished with the colored pants, a few more shirts and I’ll be ready to go. I stumbled down the stairs, and tripped, falling face first onto the floor with a loud whine.

    “Louis?” I heard Niall call before he ran to my side.

    “I’m fine.”
   
    I stood up, clearing the blood from my cheeks. I’d really hit my nose…

    “Lou…”

    I turned towards the voice I hadn’t heard speak to me volentearly in two days.

    “Simon wants us all in the studio.” I said before walking out of the loft, and outside to where Niall’s car was still waiting, unlocked and all. I climbed in the back, not wanting to be by anyone.

    Harry and Niall cam out minutes later, and Niall got in the drivers seat…but Harry sat next to me. Great. He put his big right hand on the top of my knee. I stared at it.  What?

    Niall was on the phone.

    “Yes, leave to women to it! I’m sure they don’t even want you boys there in the first place! You’re probably just all in the way!”

    There was a silence in the car before he laughed.

    “That’s Kate for you, ….. I know, I know. Now get your asses into Liam’s car and get here as fast as you can!”

    Niall hung up and got out of the car. I followed suite, and entered the studio. Uncle Simon stood there, looking from Niall, to me, to Harry.

    “Before I say anything, Liam and Zayn don’t know about Louis and Harry…do they?”

    “No.” Niall said.

    “And it’s fine if they do now?” Simon asked.

    I looked at my TOMS. Yeah right, Harry even said himself, we weren’t together…he’s not gay…I was curious how Simon knew, but oh well.

    “Yeah, it’s fine.” Harry nodded.

    I glanced at him. Why was he being like this now? After he spoke, Zayn and Liam ran into the room.

    “PRESENT!” Zayn yelled.

    Simon smiled at them.

    “Boys…I need to tell you a few things. First off,…sit.”

    We all did as asked, and he sat in front of us.

    “Okay, now, first, I want to say sorry to Niall. It wasn’t my desition to move the wedding up. And you’ve been amazing getting it ready in such a short notice. Secondly, and if any of you (he eyes Liam then Zayn) have anything agaist this, I want you to think about all the things these boys have been through. They’ve been in countless fights with masnagement, they’ve been threatened, and worse. Hurt. Expecially Louis.”

    Liam and Zayn sent me a confused face. Liam looked concerned as well.

    “Now, keeping that in mind, the fact that you love these two more than anything, they’re your brothers, and you wouldn’t want to hurt them, I’m going to tell you their secret. Your reactions could either build this band up, or tear it down.”
   
    “What is it?” Zayn asked.

    “There’s nothing that would make me hate the lads. We’ll get through this.” Liam spoke.

    “Alright, Harry - Louis, ready?”
   
    I nodded, as did Harry.

    “Okay. Louis and Harry are dating one another.”

    I watched their faces, Liam beamed, but Zyan…he had a distant look on his face, before a fake smile appeared on his face.

    “Oh, that’s…great guys.” Zayn said.

    “Zayn,” Niall said his voice full of warning.

    “I’m not against it, I promise. It’ll, just take me a bit?”

    We nodded. At least he didn’t hate us. I didn’t understand what was going on theough, Harry just hated me a second ago..well, I’m sure he still did, but…

    “Next, I want to say that three members of management have been removed. They’d really hurt Harry, and made him in return, majorly damage Louis. They’ll no longer be bugging you two anymore.” Simon was looking at me and Harry when he said this.

    I looked at Harry, who was looking at me with half sad, half ecstatic eyes.

    “Th-They hurt you?” I asked.

    “Not as badly as I did you. I’m so sorry Boo Bear, but the things they were threatening, to kick us out of the band, they wanted to make us both fake date,….I just couldn’t allow that to happen.”

    “It’s f-fine.”

    He smiled, and intwined our fingers.

    “Alright! Now that that’s settled, the last thing I wanted to discuss, is the tour. It’s going to be more of a cruse, going from farey to farey and other things like that. I know that you’ve got girlfriends, and Niall, heck you’ll have a wife, but they will not be able to visit until three months in.

    Wait, THREE MONTHS?

    “Uncle Si, how long is this tour going to be?” I asked.

    “Well, Louis, I think it could take up to a year. We’re going to be going literally everywhere, and I’m sure we’ll have a month or two on land so you guys don’t get real bad sea sickness.” Simon confessed.

    A year? A full year? Oh my goodness….

& Liam’s POV &

    Did he just say a year? Really? I’m trying to be in a relationship here! Ugh! Okay, Liam, only three months without Kate, that’s nothing right? Uhh…yeah? Who am I kidding? I will not be able to survive this! I looked at Niall, who looked stunned.
   
    “A year? You’re gonna make me stay away from my wife for a year?” He asked.

    “ You can have occational visits…”

    “On our days off, when we’re extremely exhausted. She wouldn’t have any fun! That’s unfair!” he said.

    “Niall, come on. Don’t do this please.”

    Niall glared at his hands but nodded.

    “Now I’d suggest that you get back to your homes. It is almost 8:30pm after all, and you all have a busy day tomorrow. And the day after, we’re outta here.”

    “No honey moon.” Niall grumbled, and I almost laughed at him, but thought better of it, and didn’t.

    We all arrived at Nialls in a few minutes, and were met with three screaming-out-of-control-girls.

    “Uh…Kate?” I tried.

    She was in a hisstaric laugh.

    “THAT’S AWESOME!” She yelled into the phone apparently she was talking to.

    She was dancing around on one leg to the thumping pounding music of a Nickleback song.

    “NO! NOT TWO HUNDRED! TWO THOUSAND!” Biyra yelled into the phone she was talking to as she painted her toe nails bright purple.

    She was sitting on the floor of the kitchen. Kate bumped into the counter, and her face twisted in pain. I ran to her side in a second, and held her up so she didn’t fall to the floor.

    “You okay?” I asked.

    She looked up at me and nodded.

    “Thanks…Yes!….Exactly! 2:10, but be there by 10. Thank you!” She said hanging up.

    The music had been turned down, so none of the girls had to yell into their phones anymore.

    Kate looked up at me, then to Niall.

    “Oh no! All boys out! Now! Cause this needs to be a girls night! You cans ee the bride tomorrow! Out!” she got out of my grip and shoved Niall out.

    “Go stay with Liam!” she commanded.

    He was laughing, and so were Louis and Harry as they followed Niall out. Zayn went to Biyra, and they shared a kiss before he left and she went back to her conversation.

    I gave Kate a peck as well before leaving the room, going to mine with Niall.

^ Biyra’s POV ^

    I grabbed the bright purple nail polish off Haven’s bathroom mirror. I walked down stairs. Haven was on the back couch, practically hidden, talking to a hairdresser on the phone as she flipped through a hair magazine. Kate was looking at the phone book, as she picked up the remote that controlled the volume of the music we ahd playing. Burn It Into The Ground by Nickleback came on and she turned it repeaditly up and placed the reciever of her cell phone to her lips.

    I sat on the floor in the kitchen, and uncapped the nail polish, holding up my list I’d made of what I needed to do. Only two things left! Flowers first….

    I dialed the number quickly.

    “Hello?”

    “HIYA!” I wanted to be able to be heard.

    “My name is Katherane, how may I help you?”

    “I’M CALLING FOR HAVEN AND NIALL’S WEDDING TOMORROW.”

    “Niall Horan and Miss Haven?”

    “YEAH!”

    “One second please…”

    I looked over and saw the boys walk in the building. Kate was dancing around like a wild man, and Haven was still well hidden, talking to her hair dresser.

    “So, two thousand or two hundred was it?”

    “NO! NOT TWO HUNDRED! TWO THOUSAND!”

    “Okay miss, I think I’ve got your order!”

    “GRE-at!”

    The music was turned down by none other than Louis Tomlinson. I sent him a glare and he just stuck his tounge out at me which I returned.

    “It was white lilies and red tulips correct?”

    “Yes ma’am.”

    “Okay,…one second please.”

    “No problem.”

    Kate was yelling at Liam and Niall. She must have knocked into the counter, the way she was grabbing her side.

    “So, miss, was your call to confirm this order for tomorrow?”

    “Yes it is. Cause that’s when the wedding is.”

    “Of course.”

    Zayn walked over to me, and knelt down.

    “Guess I won’t see you till tomorrow at the alter with Niall and everyone.”

    “Oh? Okay.” I said.

    He leaned in, and kissed me which I responded to, maybe too enthusiastically. He chuckled when he pulled away, placing a small one on my forehead before he turned and left along with Liam. Girls were all alone now.

    “Miss?”

    “Yes I’m here, sorry.”

    “When do you need these delivered?”

    “Nine in the morning please thank you.”

    “Your welcome.”

    We hung up. A few phone calls later, everything was settled. Guests, (gosh, who knew Niall knew so may people!) place, (prettiest church that you’ll ever see) theme, (red and white) and everything else.

    “SHIT!” Haven yelled.

    “What?” I asked turning to her fast.

    “Dresses!” she squeaked.

    “You have your dress….”

    “But you don’t!”

    Ah shit.

    “Okay, no panicking…let’s run over to the store! Fast!”

    The three of us rushed out of there, as fast as we could and were in the store faster than you can say hippeedoodledo. Which,…why the fuck would you ever say that!

    “Ma’am?” Haven asked the lady up front.

    She turned and smiled at us.

    “Hello!”

    “Hi! Uh, this is like, really last minute, but we need two dresses, and fast. The fitting and everything must be tonight, and I’ll pay whatever you ask for.”

    Who, Haven being the crazy one…ha-ha!

    Five hours later…yes at one o’clock in the morning, we were finally back at Haven and Niall’s with two beautiful red dresses. Mine was sleeveless and Kate’s had spaghetti straps, but other that that they matched with length and the huge butt-boe Haven mad us get. We all compassed in bed the next minute.

        ~ MORNING! ~

    The morning was really fast. From the flowers and priest to the doves and trying to get Haven’s cat in a suite. Although, one weird random thing happened. This one girl, out of no where came, and was munching on a cookie. She was just standing there, and Zayn and I were discussing the curtain’s and their slant, when she yelled out,

    “EWE! RAIZAYNS!”

    Zayn turned around, and we watched as she threw the cookie to the  floor, before she ran away, not to be seen from again. There were a few fans who got in a did strange things…but that was by far the weirdest. And then…it was time.

$ Kate’s POV $

    Wow. She looks beautiful. There’s millions of people here. With Niall being in One Direction and all, I knew this was going to be a huge wedding…but still!

    “You ready?” I ask.

    She nods.

    “Where’s Biyra?”

    “Right here!”

    Biyra comes out holding something in her hands.

    “You need something blue! She said.

    “What?” Haven asks.

    “You have your mother’s shoes…something old. The dress…something new. You have Kate’s sash and my necklace...both things borrowed. Here. Something blue.”

    She hands her blue nail polish.

    “Really?” Haven asks pissed.

    “I’ll be fast!” Biyra begs.

    Haven agrees, and a bit late we step out and down the isle. Because of her father abandoning her, her brother’s death, and her idiot mother, Biyra and I are all she has. Well, not counting Niall. So we are both giving her away. Me as maid of honor and Biyra as bridesmaid # 1.

    Louis began to play the music, and it was our cue. Time to go down the isle. With Haven in the middle.

* Haven’s POV * (kinda missed her)

    “It’s not that far to go Haven, come on,” I thought to myself.

    Kate glanced at me. I sent her a happy-or what I hoped resembled happiness-smile.

    “Come on, let’s go.”
   
    The three of us walked out the church doors and straight on the white carpet. There were flowers all over it from when Louis’ twin sisters had gone down the isle as flower girls and took my cat as the ring bearer. The place looked amazing, everything sparkled and fit the red and white theme that they’d came up with combining my two favorite flowers. Speaking of which, I inhaled the rich scent of my bouquet, relaxing me.

    The alter wasn’t as far as I thought it’s be. Harry, Zayn, and Liam were lined up behind Niall, along with Ed Sheeran and a few other faces. I had some other girls on my side, (best friends and girlfriends of Niall’s ushers) as my bridesmaids. I didn’t know half of them, but they all looked so happy, it didn’t bother me. The next thing I knew, my hand was being placed in Niall’s and only Kate was by my side.

    “I’m not going to be like a dad and kiss her head, nor like a brother or mother and hug her, because none of those are my place. I am going to say though, that you treat her well Niall Horan. You give her whatever she asks for. You do everything I  your power to make my cousin happy. She needs it, and we both know she certainly deserves it.” Kate said to Niall.

    Both me and Kate’s eyes were slightly teary.

    “Kate..” I whispered.

    She smiled at me, then stood behind me, and across from Liam. He reached out to grab her hand, just for a second, but I thought it was sweet. Louis had joined Harry in line. The priest nodded to me and Niall to step forward. We did, and he help up his hands.

    “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to unite in holy acrimony, this man, and this woman.”

    He went on about a few things, reciting some verses of the bible, before asking for the rings. I turned to Kate, and Niall turned to Liam. Liam walked past Niall, to me, and Kate walked past me, to Niall. Huh? I smiled when Liam set the ring for Niall in my hands, and I knew Kate had my ring in Niall’s. They went back to their spots, and Niall grasped my hand.

    The priest spoke again. "Father, bless these rings which Niall and Haven have set apart to be visible signs of the inward and spiritual bond which unites their hearts. As they give and receive these rings, may they testify to the world of the covenant made between them here."

    Niall looked at me, and said, "Receive and wear this ring as a symbol of my trust, my respect and my love for you."

    He slipped the ring onto my finger. I gasped at it’s beauty for a second, before taking his hand in mine. I repeated the words,

    "Receive and wear this ring as a symbol of my trust, my respect and my love for you."

    Together, we said the last part.

     "This circle will now seal the vows of our marriage and will symbolize the purity and endlessness of our love."

    The priest smiled at us, and looked at Niall.

    “Your vows please sir,”

    "I, Niall James Horan, take you, Haven Avalyn DeRyan as my wedded wife and I promise you love, honor, and respect; to be faithful to you, and not to forsake you, through sickness and health, though arguments and relationship issues, though my long tours and though the times we will spend together every day, till death do we part. So help me God, one in the Holy Trinity, and all the Saints."

    “Miss, your vows.

"I, Haven Avalyn DeRyan, take you, Niall James Horan, as my wedded husband and I promise you love, honor, and respect; to be faithful to you, and not to forsake you, through sickness and health through times when we are apart, through the hard times, and the good times until death do us part. So help me God, one in the Holy Trinity, and all the Saints."

    “And does anyone say no, stand now.”

    There was a loud gasping sound from the audience, and I turned to see…Vandal and Kay….what?!

    “I disagree with this whole thing.” Vandal said.

    “Yeah. It’s stupid. I mean, she’s not worth it. Haven’t you seen her shoulder? She’s broken. Who wants someone like that?”

    “Security.”

    It was Liam’s voice, into a small microphone on his suite jacket. Ten Liam stood in the isle, glaring at them.

    “Excuse me, but you weren’t even invited.”
    Zayn, Harry, and Louis joined him.

    “So get out now.” Harry growled.
   
    I watched them get escorted out. Oh my goodness…..The priest watched us for a reaction. The boys got back in their spots.

    “Continue.” Liam ordered.

    The priest nodded.

    “Well, then with the power invested in me, and in God, I pronounce you husband and wife. Niall, you may kiss your bride.”

    Niall lent in, and we shared a small kiss that I could feel from the tip of my nose to the end of my brightly colored toe nails. Everyone cheered, then Louis’ voice yelled,

    “ALRIGHT! EVERYONE FOLLOW THE BIG RED BUS! IT’S GONNA LEAD YOU TO THE RECEPTION!”    

    And as promised, a giant scarlet bus began to drive in the direction of a giant building. I laughed, and followed it along with everyone else.

end of this chapter

if you want a dedication or the 'answer the question' read below

~chapter 16 sneek peek~

(really short sneek peek but the next chapter will be up in a few days...so)

"Alright! i would like to call Niall, Liam, Harry, and Zayn to join me up here!" Louis yelled from the stage.

I watched them all fial on, one after another. Harry smirked at Louis, who was looking at his feet.

"Okay lads?"

They all nodded....what was going on?

"HIT IT!" Louis yelled.

i want you to guess the song they're gonna sing. it's on the new album. whoever guesses it gets a dedication.