Guarded (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

"I don't think I can do this."

Eleanor comes up behind me in the mirror with Danielle on the other side.

"Yes you can. Take a deep breath." El puts her arm around my shoulders before Lou swats it off.

"You're going to crease the dress."

"Just fifteen minutes now." I think I'm hyperventilating.

The door opens and Niall and Liam slips in.

"Wow." Niall whispers and Liam passes him with his hands on my arms.

"I didn't realize getting married would be this nerve-wracking." I admit and he chuckles.

"You're completely under control compared to Harry right now. I think he's about to have an aneurism."

I giggle. That sounds like him. "He's come up with all of these crazy illogical situations that you're going to change your mind or run away." I smile. "He's absolutely terrified."

"To marry me?"

"Of losing you." Niall says stepping up next to Liam.

Liam looks like he's about to say something but Anne comes in and shoos everyone else out claiming she needs a moment with her future daughter-in-law.

"Are you ready?" She asks.

"Yes, no, I don't know."

"You'll do great. There are 500 people out there that love and care about the both of you. Your mother is sitting out there right now excited beyond wits." I smile and nod, a tear dripping down my cheek. "Nope. No crying." She fixes my make up and we exit the big conference room we transformed into a dressing room.

Anne hands me off to Liam and Niall who bring me into a big hug ignoring what Lou said.

We approach the doors and I'm handed my bouquet of flowers.

The song we chose (Boyce Avenue's version of Teenage Dream) starts playing and they open.

At first the lights are so bright I can't see anything.

I grip Niall and Liam's arms tighter and Liam squeezes to let me know he's got me. I walk down the aisle until I see Harry and almost can't keep walking.

His eyes are filled with admiration and love and protection.

He grins sweetly and I try and grin back through my nervousness.

Liam and Niall let go and I start up the steps. It's only five steps onto the stage platform but of course me being me I tripped.

I catch myself with my hands and let out a breath, Harry jumping down and grabbing me up like nothing.

"You alright?" I nod.

The crowd lets out a breath and I step up in front of Harry.

"You'd think the converse would help with that. I'm not even in heels." I say quietly but the microphones lining the stage pick it up and everyone laughs.

Harry takes my hands in his, beaming at me. "You're gorgeous."

I can't stop smiling and he starts his vows. "I promise that you will forever be my always and my only. When I was younger I promised my mom that I would never get married. And in return she told me that one day she'd prove me wrong when that one girl came along and boy was she right. When you first hid Zayn from us in that dressing room and made up that story about your asthmatic brother I knew you were something else. You're gentle and kind; just kidding, wrong girl. You're not, and that's what makes you perfect. You're energetic and rambunctious and crazy and beautiful. Oh, so gorgeous you can't even understand. I remember the first time I saw you cry and I hated to see your heart break. I love that I can touch you when you're upset and you melt into me, like I'm the only one who can comfort you. I love that your voice is in the perfect range to sing with mine. I love how concentrated you get when you're trying to answer questions and how indecisive you are about food. I love how you're the perfect height to cuddle and that you like the dark meat and I like the light. And that you like the middle of the brownies and I like the edges. I promise that I will forever protect your heart and give you everything. I won't promise that we won't fight but I promise when we do I'll be the first to give in because I respect you and when you win, I'll win because you'll be happy. I promise to be yours, completely yours, and only yours for the rest of our lives."

I sniff and realize I'm almost crying.

"I promise to value you and your incredible talent above my own. I promise to cherish you and do what I can to love with an inhuman spirit to show you the extent of my feelings. I promise to dress how I please with or without your consent. I promise to stay awkward and never let fame change us. I love the way your hair falls into your eyes like its doing right now and then how you push it out of your face like you just did. I love how you try and make breakfast for me but overwhelm yourself and end up waking me up so I can help you. I love how you rushed around ready to chase me when you thought I left. I thank you for staying when I didn't want you to and loving me when I wasn't so lovable. I thank you for scaring away the bad dreams and takin care of me when others weren't. I thank you for never giving up the chase and for giving me chance after chance even after I didn't deserve your chance. I thank you for accepting my strange fear of elevators and promising to kill a snake if we ever see one. I promise that I will be yours, completely yours, and only yours for the rest of our lives."

"I do."

"I do."

"You may kiss the bride."

Harry grabs my face between his palms and pulls me down for the most passionate dip kiss ever in all of history.

I open my eyes to see him with his fist in the air, fist pumping.

I laugh and the boys are cheering so loud and obnoxiously. I start to step down from the alter but I'm swept off my feet.

Harry presses his forehead to mine in the lobby.

"I love you Mrs. Styles."

"I love you too Mr. Styles."

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