Unexpected Love

Chapter Fifty Two

"Louis, let Harry go!" Zayn laughed, looking at how Harry and I clung to each other on the sofa.

"But I don't want to sleep without him!" I whined, nuzzling my face further into his jumper.

"Just one night, Lou, then we'll have the rest of our lives together." I looked up, smiling at the man who was less than 24 hours away from becoming my husband. We had decided to follow tradition and not see each other before the wedding, but now that we were having to part, I was regretting it.

"Promise you're going to turn up?" I asked, twisting my finger through his freshly cut locks.

"Nothing in the world would stop me from marrying you," he grinned, leaning down to kiss me. When he pulled away, he stood up, picking up his suitcase and walking towards the door. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around, looking directly into my eyes. "I love you, Louis. I can't wait to make you my husband."

"I love you too, Haz. See you tomorrow."

"Not if I see you first," he smirked, turning around and leaving me with Zayn.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, his fingers tapping on the screen, probably texting his girlfriend, Gigi.

"I'm excited, nervous but excited," I admitted. "I just wish our dads could be there to see it, you know?"

"Louis, your dad does not deserve to have you wishing he were there. Everything you have achieved has been without him, you certainly don't need him now. And as for Harry? I'm sure Desmond will be present as the ceremony, in his own way." I nodded, looking at the clock and deciding that I needed to get an early night.

"I'm going to head up to bed, tomorrow is going to be full on and I need to prepare. Good night, Zayn, thank you for staying with me," I said, heading to the stairs.

"Love you, Louis, and I can't wait to be a part of your special day!" he called after me, causing me to smile as I walked into the bedroom I shared with Harry. This was the first time I had slept without him since he went to London and missing him was an understatement. As I closed my eyes and allowed the darkness of sleep to take over my body, I couldn't help but think about what tomorrow would bring.

I opened my eyes to find Zayn standing over me, a glass of water and a plate of toast in his hands. "I thought you may need something to help your nerves," he laughed, knowing me too well. I took them from him, attempting to enjoy my breakfast. As I nibbled at the bread, my stomach churned. What if Harry got cold feet? What if I was making a mistake? "Louis, come on, stop worrying yourself sick. Everything is going to be great. You and Harry are made for each other, trust me. Now, finish your breakfast and get in the shower, we only have a few hours until we have to leave and I know that it wont be long until this house will be complete chaos," he chuckled, causing me to gulp down the rest of my water and make my way to the shower. I let the hot water engulf my body before I got out and put on some jogging bottoms and Harry's jumper. I didn't want to wear my suit yet in case it got ruined. I headed downstairs, hearing a collection of voices coming from the living room.

"Louis! Happy wedding day! How are you feeling?" mum asked, pulling me in for a hug the moment she laid eyes on me.

"Thanks mum, I'm fine, just nervous. I just want to see Harry now," I admitted, looking around at everyone in the room. Zayn was having his hair done by Louise, the hair stylist we had hired for us, Stan was trying to straighten out his suit, and my mum was busy using her camera to capture the day. Three of my favourite people were right here, but all I wanted was Harry. As the morning went on, Louise sat me down in a chair, fixing my hair to make it perfect for Harry. "He loves it when it curls slightly at the top," I said, thinking back to the first time I did it and Harry mentioned that it was his favourite hairstyle of mine. When she was done, I went upstairs to put on my suit. We had less than hour until we had to leave, and I was beginning to panic that I wouldn't be ready in time. I stared at the grey suit, knowing that Harry was probably more organised and already wearing his. I took it from the hanger, putting on the trousers, the shirt, the waistcoat, and finally the jacket. I tried to tie the tie that I had bought for Harry and I for Christmas, but my hands were shaking too much. "Mum!" I called, waiting to hear her footsteps running up the stairs.

"Are you okay? What's happened? You're not having second- Louis, you look beautiful!" she exclaimed, her panicked tone instantly turning to awe when she noticed me stood in front of the full-length mirror.

"Can you help me? I can't do it," I complained, watching as she walked towards me and fixed my mistakes. When she was finished, she took the cufflinks that Harry had bought from their box and attached them to the suit, finishing my outfit.

"Oh, Lou, you have no idea how proud I am of you. You have grown into an amazing young man and I love you so much," she told me, gently cupping my cheeks as the tears threatened to spill form her eyes.

"Don't cry, you'll ruin your makeup," I insisted, leaning down to gently kiss her cheek. "You look beautiful, mum, you always do. Thank you for everything you have ever done for me, I owe everything to you." By now, my eyes were also beginning to water, but I quickly blinked, forcing the tears to go away.

"Anne and I have been planning to give both you and Harry a little something, and I think now is the right time for me to do my part," she began, tears still threatening to fall. "You and Harry gave each other your something blue and your something new, so we thought we would take care of your something old and something borrowed. Anne is giving Harry a letter from his father as his something old, and I'm giving you something from your grandad as your something borrowed. Before your Grandad Martyn passed away, he made me promise to give you this when you got married, and, if it's okay with you, I'd like to fulfil that promise?" I nodded, encouraging her to continue. "When he married your nanny Pam, he was wearing this very watch," she said, opening the small box that had been in her hand. I hadn't even noticed she was holding anything. "He wanted you to have it, Louis. He wanted it to be passed onto you. He would be so proud of you, and now you can marry Harry having a piece of your grandparents' history with you too." As she placed it around my wrist, the very same wrist that I had tried to hurt myself on when I was confused over my feelings for Harry, I couldn't help but let the tears fall. I went from being terrified and feeling like I needed an escape, to being less than an hour away from walking down the aisle towards the very same man who showed me what love really is. We hugged each other, crying slightly, before pulling away and sorting ourselves out.

"Louis, there's people at the door for you!" Zayn shouted, making me go to answer it. I opened the door, only to be met with two of the people I least expected to see.

"I don't know if you remember us, but we're Fizz and Lottie, your sisters," the blonde girl announced.

"Yeah, I remember you, what are you doing here?" I asked, looking between them for answers.

"We just wanted to give you this," the brunette said, handing me an envelope. "We know you're getting married today and we wanted you to know that what dad thinks, isn't what we think. We don't know you, and you don't know us, but we are proud to have a brother like you. We don't want to get in the way of your day, we just wanted to tell you that we love you and support your future life with Harry. And if you ever wanted to know your sisters, you know where we are, we put our numbers in the card just in case. Good luck, Louis, and thank you for being an inspirational brother." I stood in shock at what they had just said, watching as they walked away from the door.

"Wait!" I called out, running after them. "Can I hug you?" They nodded, stepping towards me as I embraced them both. "I have the best sisters in the world," I smiled, promising to text them soon.

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"Areyou ready for this?" Zayn asked as we pulled up outside the venue Harry and Ihad chosen for our wedding. We decided to pick a manor house that had abeautiful room for the ceremony, another room for the reception and a number ofrooms that our guests could stay in. It looked perfect as I looked out of thewindow, seeing the doors that I would have to walk through in order to seeHarry. I nodded at Zayn's question, waiting for him and Stan to exit the car somum and I could get out. They were going to walk down the aisle first withNiall and Maya, followed by me and mum, who was going to give me away. As Istood outside the door waiting for the music to begin playing, I took a deepbreath and started my journey to see Harry.

Louis and Jay :'(