18 Year's Later
“I don’t know about this… are you sure this dress first me?” I asked worriedly.“Hun, come on. You look GOOD!” Jasmine smiled at me.
“Yea, mum. You look smoking!” Darcy laughed and winked. I laughed and nodded. I looked in the mirror.
“Wow, I’m 38 and I look good.” I smiled. I was wearing a red dress, black heals and jewelry. (Outfit External Link)
“You ready?” I heard Harry on the other side of the door.
“Yup,” I answered and took his arm.
We walked in the large ball room and saw all of our friends and family. It was our 20th anniversary and our kids had set this up for us. Darcy was 19, Eric was 16, and Samantha was 11.
Darcy was dating Louis’ and Jasmine’s son. He was only one year younger than her and they were so adorable together. Eric was gay, and Harry took that very well. Eric had tons of friends and didn’t get bullied. Samantha was the quiet one. She focused on school and not on boys, and Harry was perfectly fine with it. I loved all my kids and I’m so grateful for our family.
“And now it is time for the speeches.” The DJ said. I smiled at Louis, Jasmine, and their son came up.
“Well…” Louis started. They had this bug and funny speech. They got married 3 years after Thomas, their son, was born. Thomas had Louis’ hair, and hazel eyes. He had incredible cheekbones too. When their speech was over they went to their table. Thomas gave Darcy a kiss on the cheek and she rested her head on his chest. The photographer took a picture of them too.
“I remember when…” Zayn started. His speech was heartfelt and joyful. On his side was Perrie and there 10 year old daughter, Stephanie. She had hazel eyes, and sandy blonde hair. She was one of Samantha’s best friends and was very mature for her age. When he finished their speech they went to their table and smiled at us too.
“Harold, you and Louis would always…” Niall started. He had a wife, Tori, and twins, Royce and Jewel. They had brunette hair, but Royce died it blonde like Niall. His speech was funny and mostly about Harry and Louis.
“Harry, you…” Liam started and next to him was his wife, Alyssa, and their daughter, Cheyenne (Hey, that name looks familiar… no?) who was 13. Alyssa had mocha skin color, and green eyes, and curly hair. Cheyenne had hazel eyes, Carmel skin color, and VERY curly hair. (A/N I have everything but the hazel eyes and Carmel skin color, I have Mocha skin color… HUGE difference -.-) When their speech was done we looked at Ed to see if he wanted to go up. He shook his head and smiled.
Anne, Harry’s mum came up. “Harry, my baby…” she told stories of when he was younger and was a little teary eyed. She made us laugh, smile, and cry happy tears. It was the best speech by far.
“Alright, now let’s dance!” the DJ said.
We all came up and started dancing. Soon a slow song came up and the couples danced with each other. “I wish your dad was here.” Harry whispered in my ear.
“Yea, me too.” I looked up at him and smiled. My dad had died 10 years ago. It was hard on me and Jasmine. I wished he was here with us, but I knew he was looking down at us and partying with us.
I looked over to my right and saw Darcy and Thomas dancing and kissing. I laughed and Harry looked at them two. “Ugh, are you kidding me?” he grumbled.
“I know right.” Louis said coming next to us dancing with Jasmine. “Jasmine, Destiny, do you mind if me and my Hazza Bear dance together?” he asked us. We laughed and let them dance. Jasmine danced with me and it was so much fun.
Soon I was dancing in Harry’s arms again. “This one is for my best mate is his girl” Ed said with his guitar.
I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again and just replace it
See I could do without a tan on my left hand where my fourth finger meets my knuckle
And I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles
‘Cos maybe you’re loveable and maybe you’re my snowflake
And your eyes turn from green to grey in the winter I’ll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair ‘cos I love the way you flick it off your shoulder
And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me
But maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up
And would you ever feel guilty if you did the same to me?
Could you make me a cup a tea, to open my eyes in the right way?
And I know you love Shrek ‘cos we’ve watched it twelve times
But maybe you’re hoping for a fairy tale too
And if your DVD breaks today, you shoulda got a VCR
Because I’ve never owned a Blu-ay, true say
And now I’ve always been shit at computer games because your brother always beats me,
And if I lost, I’d go across and chuck all the controllers at the TV
And then you’d laugh at me and be asking me if I’m gonna be home next week
And then you lie with me ‘til I fall asleep and flutter eyelash on my cheek between the sheets
And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me
But maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up
And I think you hate the smell of smoke, you always try and get me to stop
You drink as much as me, and I get drunk a lot
So I take you to the beach and walk along the sand
And I’ll make you a heart pendant with a pebble held in my hand
And I’ll carve it like a necklace so the heart falls where your chest is
And now a piece of me is a piece of the beach and it falls just where it needs to be
And rests peacefully so you just need to breathe to feel my heart against yours now
Against yours now
‘Cos maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up
Or maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up
Maybe I fell in love when you woke me up
He left and smiled at us too. I looked at Harry and kissed his lips. I could never be more happier.
THE END
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