Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

Epilogue

Epilogue: Introduction into "Story of Our Lives (Camarry FanFiction)" Sequel

If any of you have any suggestions as to what the sequel name and what the book should be mainly about, then please comment below.

Happy New Year everyone, and with that, I'm going to start 2015 off with a new book. I'll inform you guys when I publish the book. Thank you for reading this book, and words can't describe the amount of fun that I've had, writing this book.

And at the end of that note, enjoy this epilogue that I've put together just for you guys.

**Also, this epilogue captures different scenes of what's next to come so it jumps around, ALOT.

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"I do." Camila spoke, as Harry took ahold of her left hand, slipping the wedding ring on her ring finger.

The ring was silver and had the words "Story of our Lives" engraved in the inside. Harry had made sure that the ring was made by the finest blacksmith due to the need of perfection. That ring was a symbol of their marriage, therefore, it had to be perfect and long-lasting.

"And Harry, do you take Camila to be your law-fully wedded wife?" The man spoke, pushing his glasses down to the bridge of his nose.

"I do." Harry spoke, whilst Camila repeated the process.

"You may now, kiss the bride."

Camila grabbed the side of Harry's face and smiled, cherishing the moment they share their first kiss as husband and wife.

Harry flashed a toothy grin and grabbed Camila's waist, tugging her closer. He lifted her veil, Camila's face more vividly visible, and leaned in.

When they finally locked lips, everyone suddenly seemed to disapear and it felt as if the chapel was completely vacant. No priest, no family, no friends... Just Harry and Camila.

When they finally pulled away, realization kicked in that they were finally spouses.

Camila was now renamed as Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao Styles.

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Once they arrived at their honeymoon location, The Maldives, they walked into their hotel which was ironically just huts. The receptionist's wherabouts were at a close-distance near the cabanas.

Camila and Harry went to acquire their cabana location which was beneficially the biggest room thanks to Anne. The newly-weds' room was located on the outskirts of the acre, away from all the other visiting guests which gave them a large amount of privacy which was very much needed.

"This is beautiful, Harry." Camila spoke, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him around the cabana which was quite eye-deceiving. On the outside, it looked quite small but on the inside, it was very much the opposite. One might even say that it was 'spacious.'

"Just like you, baby." Harry said, trying to console his overly-excited wife.

"Geez Harry, I'm gonna have to live with your cheesy remarks for the rest of my life now." Camila squealed, smiling profusely.

The couple still hadn't gotten used to their newly received title.

"God, I can't believe that we're actually doing this. I can't believe that we're husband and wife." Harry exclaimed, looking down at Camila who was smiling up at him.

"Same Curly." Camila chuckled, and disrupted their moment by continuing her task earlier which was to explore the cabana.

Harry shook his head and laughed.