"Bridget?" Harry comes around the corner holding up his white shirt. "Would you iron this?"
"Harry, I need to get ready! Can't you do it?"
He looks down at the shirt and walks out. I put the curlers in my hair, do my nails, and call Madison and Lillie, who just flew in.
CALL FROM LILLIE
"Hey girl!" I exclaim when she answers.
"Oh my gosh, I'm going to meet Harry Styles!!"
"Ehem, Lillie, today I'm becoming Bridget Styles."
"I still can't believe it! I think I'm at your house. I'll ring the doorbell."
I look out the window and see her at Jake's house.
"Wrong one! Next!"
She runs down to our pourch and I run downstairs to save her from embarassment.
END OF CALL.
I pull Lillie in for a huge hug.
"Oh, I've missed you." I'm basically crying, darn this stressful day.
"Shh, I'm here. The day will go well. Where's Harry?" She is so excited.
"Harry?" I call out. I hear his feet coming down the stairs, fixing his collar. He puts his arms around my waist and I fix the collar so it's not folded all wrong. "Harry, this is Lillie, Lillie this is Harry."
"Hi, Harry." She blushes.
"Hey, Lillie. Thanks for being here for Bridget." He gives me a kiss, but I pull back. "Harry! Company?"
"Oh, right." He gives me one more kiss and runs upstairs to finish getting ready.
"Ah, ok. So..." I talk to Lillie but she's still shocked. "LILLIE!" I clap my hands together and get her attention, finally.
"Sorry, but, Harry kissed you."
"Yeah, we're getting married..." I forget that it's such a big deal to Lillie. See, I love Harry, but not because of his being famous, I love him because...I love him for who he is. "Come on! We need to get ready!"
Madison arrives and we get completely ready and head out to the lake where we were stuck in the tree that one time.
Well, good news is I'm marrying Bridget, bad news is that Jake is there. Ugh.
The pastor comes up, as do Liam, Niall,Zayn, Louis, Madison, Lillie, Lillie's mom, and my mom. Bridget wanted the moms to go up. Ok...
Everyone stands and I direct my attention to Bridget, who walks down the aisle wearing little white slip on shoes, and a gown that almost touches the ground that looks like this: it has little white pearls running down the side. The dress is tight and then is flows out, gathered though. Her veil also has little pearls on it. Her hair is curly and beautiful, a smile plastered on her face as well.
We get to the part with the vows later in the service. I go first.
"Bridget, I love you, as you know. When I said that you were my other half, I mean't it. I wouldn't survive without you. I know that I can be very protective at times, but you need to trust that I always want what's best for you. You light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, and when you smile at the ground it ain't to tell, you don't know how much I love you. I will love you forever." I place the ring on her finger.
"Harry, I too love you. You complete me and your love reassures me of so many things. You are my protector, my almost husband, and my lover. When you walk through the door I want to just smile because I love you so much. You bring the best out of me, which not everyone can do, and you bring me out of my shell and introduced me to four of the best guys in the world. I'll never regret the night we met, especially when, yes, I kissed you. I love you, Harry Styles." She needs to stop or I'll cry. She puts the ring on my finger.
"I pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. HArry Styles. You may kiss your bride."
I take her waist and pull her in close for a kiss, a passionate kiss. One like a fire that will endure forever. Our marriage kiss.