Irish Boy

Ellie is the loving girlfriend of Irish pop star, Niall Horan. After their Take Me Home tour is finally done, she finally has time to spend with her favorite people in the world. Just as she and Niall start to get close a fellow band mate, Harry Styles to be exact, starts to fancy her. Will she choose the boy who has loved her forever or the English heart throb that is head over heels for her? To make matters worse, a certain fortune telling Mr. is back and is ready to make sure that their fortunes come true. Who is loved, forgotten, and left for dead? Read all about it in Irish boy.

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9. Olivia's POV: Perfection

“You’re fine darling, stop worrying,” my father blurts, patting my hair down as he gets ready for us to walk down the aisle.
“Dad? I’m scared,” I frown, looking at him and all I see is my father now all grey and wrinkled.
“Stay strong, pumpkin,” he smiles, as the organ starts to play.
“Is that for us?” I question, now gripping him more tightly.
“ ‘Fraid so,” he smiles, passing my flowers as he pushes through the doors and into the big room where my family and Louis’s stands.
Ellie is holding Niall close in her dress and flashes a thick smile towards me and Niall does as well. Harry is smiling at me for once and has his hair combed back completely perfectly. And then my eyes find Louis. During my fangirl days, I would always use the word perfection and for that moment, that was all I was thinking about.
My father’s eyes were flooded with tears as he left me at the altar with a final hug and a kiss on the cheek, “I love you.”
The preacher said the words he needed and then looked upon me and Louis’s to say our vows.
“I’m first,” Louis smiled, “I, Louis William Tomlinson, take you, Olivia Jane Georgia, to have and to hold as long as we both should live. To except you for richer or for poor. To except you in sickness and health. To love you no matter what others say, and to cherish this time that I can be at one with the only one I love. For now, and forever. And finally, a poem:
I Louis, take you Olivia, to be my lawfully wedded wife.
To be together in happiness and strife,
To have and to hold,
Even if your cooking grows mold.
I love you in richness and in debt,
And cherish all moments since we have met.
I promise to love you until the end of my days,
As long as you stay out of my football plays.
I pledge to be faithful
Even when we're old and dull.”

“That makes me second,” I smile,” Louis, I promise to love you no matter what comes towards us. I promise to never complain when you sing Queen loudly at three o'clock in the morning, or when you cook something that is suppose to be tasty and ends up being chocolate cover macaroni and cheese. I promise to love you, even when I am in my most prissy mood, or whenever I receive hate. I promise to care about you, even when all seems wrong in my life. Louis, I promise to always love you forever.”
“Louis William Tomlinson? Do you take Olivia Jane Georgia as your lawfully wedded wife?” the preacher asks, looking carefully at Louis.
“Does Niall eat Nandos?” he remarks, a glimmer in his eye.
“IT’S A YES!!” Niall calls out, just to make sure everyone knew.
“And you, Olivia Jane Georgia, do you take Louis William Tomlinson as your lawfully wedded husband?” the preacher smiles, looking carefully at me.
“Yes, a 1,000 times, yes!” I smile.
“You may now kiss the bride,” he smiles as Louis grabs me and wraps me in a big hug and kisses me softly on the lips.
Perfection.

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