Endlessly (A One Direction Love Story)

Anika has always been friends with Liam Payne. She forced him to play with her dolls when they were little, saw him in the front row at each of her dance recitals, forced him into the car for hours while she drove to auditions, and made him critique her every move at the studio. But two years ago, she sat backstage as her best friend sang his heart out for the second time. But this time, instead of coming home after two weeks, he was gone. For good. Liam and Ana still spend every waking hour together, but things are different. Niall and Ana are spending every waking hour together, and Liam's jealous. Will it be the classic story of the best friends who are meant to be, or are Liam and Ana destined to be... just friends?


27. The Big Day *Final Chapter*



"Are you ready?" Mr. Payne asked softly, poking his head through the door. I took a deep breath and nodded, looking at myself in the mirror once more before taking my second-father's arm. My dress was made a creamy-white lace, that was fitted in a deep-V neckline, exposing my boney ribs and sternem. After that, it flowed out gently, grazing over my hips and touching the ground, my designer shoes made to look like pointe shoes poking out from underneath. My face had light makeup, and was covered with a very thin lace veil, pearls and jewels sewn into the headpiece. My bouquet had pale pink flowers with pearls and jewels attached, and I was holding it in my hand, my nails painted a pale pink, the same colour as my shoes..


It was all perfect, everything about this day was perfect. I wrapped my arm around Mr. Payne's, and held my bouquet in both hands. My natural hair was in waves over my shoulders, and I pushed a strand behind my ear. This was it, I was about to marry the love of my life.


Soft music began playing as we pushed through the doors, and I walked slowly down the aisle, trying to avoid all the eyes staring at me. There was a split second before he turned around, and then when he did, his face light up. His skin went rosy, his eyes twinkled, and a huge smile broke out across his face. I squeezed 'Dad's' arm and he smiled down at me. Niall was wearing a perfectly fitted black suit, a pale pink tie tucked in and a small white pocket square. The rest of the boys had on the same thing, only with grey shirts and white ties. I met Eleanor's eyes, and she winked at me reassuringly.


She, Danielle, Jade, Perrie, Leigh Anne, and Jesy were all dressed in pale pink dressed to just above their knees, with grey blazers and stilettos, their nails grey and their hair in curled buns with pearls clipped in. It was impossible to believe that this was actually happening. I met Niall's eyes again as I reached the alter, and I could see tears twinkling in his eyes. Mr. Payne kissed my cheek, squeezing my arm one more time before hugging Niall and going over to sit down with Mrs. Payne.


"We are gathered here today to celebrate..." The priest began talking, and I handed my bouquet to Eleanor, intertwining my hand with Niall's. I stared into his pale blue eyes and tried to hold back my own tears. I don't think I've ever felt sucj complete and total happiness. It was like an expanding ball of warmth in my stomach, that was about to explode.


"You may now exchange your vows." The priest said. "Niall, would you like to go first?" He turned to Niall, who jolted back into focus and looked up at me.


"Yes, sir. Ana... I remember the first time I saw you. We were in the lobby, and you were fighting with Charlie over here." Niall shrugged a shoulder in Charlie's direction, and I grinned at him. There was chuckle throughout the room. "I remember how cute you were when you were mad, how you didn't give me the time of day even when I managed to get him to let you up to Liam's flat. And then we got stuck under the mistletoe, and naturally Louis wouldn't let us out of it. I think I forgot to thank Lou for that, because if he hadn't forced us to kiss, I don't think any of this would have happened. When I think of our relationship, I think of the nights we slept in the car out of the city, staring at the stars. I think of the whole in my wall, and the time Louis removed all my furniture. That was our first real fight, our first breakup. And it was the worst week of my life. But it made me realise how much I really love you. How perfect you are. And how I can't live without you. When I think of you, I think of how angry you get at little things, the weird curse words you make up, the way you slap me with spatulas when I'm being stupid. And I know none of this really matters anymore, that's all of our memories. Because now we have the chance to make new memories. Better memories. And I know that this will work for us, because I've never loved anyone or anthing half as much as I am in love with you, and being away from you just for one minute hurts like nothing else. And I don't want to ever feel like that again, and I won't because now you're mine forever." A tear slipped out of my eye and Niall reached over, wiping it away with his thumb. His voice was shakey, and I smiled lightly. He had nothing to worry about.


"Niall... I don't know where to start with you. I remember when you saved me from fighting with Charlie. How you tried to pick me up in the elevator. How you were a really good kisser. Well, are." I blushed, and there were snickers. "I think of the time I realised how I actually felt about you, when we ate those nasty pancakes after we watched the stars all night. But mostly, I don't think of the past. I think of how much I miss you, how much I want you when you're away. How scared I always get that you're going to fall for some American girl without crazy parents who has no career or dreams and who eats her feelings and is possible bipolar. But this... this means everything to me. Because I finally know that you're always going to be with me, always going to love me and no one else. And I can honestly say that's the best feeling ever." I breathed. Eleanor wimpered behind me, and I knew if I turned around I would see tears streaming down her face. Niall chuckled and patted my belly.


"Yeah, because eating your feelings is a real problem for you." He joked. Everyone laughed, even the priest, and then he returned to business.


"You may now exchange rings." He turned to Niall's cousin's son, who held out the small cushion with rings on it. Niall shakily grabbed them, handing the one with the A engraved in it to me. He took my hand and repeated the priest's words as he slid it onto my finger, staring into my eyes the whole time.


"I, Anika Elizabeth Lane, take you, Niall James Horan, to be my lawfully wedding husband, through sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, til death do us part." I said, sliding the ring on to Niall's finger. He tangled our fingers together and stared into my eyes, waiting for the priest's next words.


"I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride."


Niall reached up slowly, taking in a breath and lifted the veil off of my face, taking in my features before he rubbed his thumb over my cheek and leaned in, pressing his lips to mine, his other hand still holding mine. I put my hand on his shoulder, pressing my lips to his and kissing my husband for the first time.

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