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21. The morning of it all.

Olivia's POV

"And I am so incredibly proud to call you my best friend. I can't wait for tomorrow. I love you both," Rydelle says into the microphone, holding up her spout of champagne.

Everyone raises their glasses, including me and Harry, and I can't help but get up and give her a hug.

As everyone finishes their little speeches, the room buzzes with quiet conversations.

"We're getting married tomorrow," Harry whispers in my ear.

"Really? I thought I was marrying Louis," I laugh, making Louis look up from his conversation with Grimmers in confusion.

"Yeah, I thought I was marrying Susan Boyle," Harry laughs, rubbing my arm.

"What are you and the boys doing for the bachelor party?" I ask.

"Niall planned it, so anything could happen. What are you doing for the bachelorette party?"

"Niall planned it," I repeat, beginning to panic. Niall arranged Harry's nineteenth birthday party, two months before I met him.

There was a stripper at Harry's nineteenth birthday party.

Niall arranged Harry's party. Niall is arranging the stag party.

Strippers.

Oh.

No. Nope.

"Don't worry, baby. It will be fine," he confirms.

"What if there's a stripper and she pushes her boobs in your face or grin-"

Harry cuts me off with a passionate kiss, relaxing my nerves.

"You have nothing to worry about. No matter what happens, I'll only be thinking about you and trying to control the anger I have towards Taylor and Eleanor for hiring a male stripper," he ends with gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, baby. It will be fine," I say, stealing his exact words from moments ago.

He opens his mouth to speak but is cut off when Eleanor rushes over.

"The limo is here," she says excitedly. I glance behind her at my bridal party and a few other of my friends waiting by the door.

"Go have fun," Harry smiles. "I'll see you at the alter."

"I'll be the one in white," I smile, and before I can lean down and kiss him, Eleanor is pulling me away.

Harry's POV

"Okay, okay! Boys, we all have girlfriends. Or fiancée's... or wives, so please... behave," Liam says as we walk up the stairs to the private suite at the club.

"Stag, stag, stag!" Niall and Louis chant as we make our way up the stairs.

"I"m sorry, mate. I know you just wanted to stay in," Zayn says, patting me on the back.

We walk into the suite and my shoulders relax. A bunch of my friends are here, and the entire groom party is here, as well. The room is huge, with a panoramic glass window looking down on the club, but I don't think they can see us. Yeah, it's one of those windows.

"Heyyyy!" everyone choruses as I walk in and I laugh, taking a seat on a couch next to Grimmers as Niall takes a bow on the small stage kind of thing. It's almost like a runway.

"Well, mate," he begins. "You are getting married tomorrow. I know, I know. I probably should be in your spot because I'm older," Everyone laughs. "But I'm happy for you. Now, I was truly debating whether or not to hire a stripper. But I have a wonderful woman in my life, as do most of you. And they probably weren't big on the stripper idea. So I got some help from a good friend of mine. Her name is Eleanor," Louis smiles at the mention of his wife's name. "And we came up with a little something. So, without further ado, I give you, for one night and one night only.... Olivia Jakobs and Little Mix," Niall says and my face lights up. The lights dim and a song begins playing, and all the guys are clapping and laughing. And then, five silhouettes appear on stage. I laugh in anticipation as the lights slowly lift and Olivia is the head of a triangle formed by her, Perrie, Jesy Nelson, Leigh Ann Pinnock, and Jade Thirlwall. The music to Move begins playing.

Hey baby, tell me your name.

I got a, fever for you, I just can't explain.

But there just one problem, I'm a bit old school.

When it comes to loving, I ain't chasing you.

Ain't waiting, I'm on roll. You got to let yourself, go.

I laugh as Olivia begins singing. She's dressed in highwasted shorts and a retro crop top, and her hair has victory roll upon victory roll curled and pinned up. The four other girls are wearing similar ensembles, but different colors.

Oh. You know that I've been waiting for you.

Don't leave me standing all by myself.

Cause I ain't looking at no one else.

Olivia slowly walks towards me as the girls dance behind her.

Hey, get your back off the wall.

Don't you get comfortable.

Looking so hot, I think, that I, might fall.

As she walks around my chair, her hand runs across my chest and I laugh even harder.

Feeling like its my birthday.

Like Christmas day came early.

Just what I want, so when, we move, you move.

She runs her hands through my hair as the other girls harmonize with her. I laugh again because of how much fun she's able to have and how she's just going with it. And in this moment, I can't wait to call her my wife.

Olivia's POV

"Thanks for that, El," I smile, thinking about my bachelorette party. After giving Harry a little performance, we went to Funky Buddha and just danced the night away.

"Olivia Jane Jakobs, it's five in the morning. You're getting married today," Perrie says as we all collapse on the gigantic couch in my living room.

"Wow," I sigh, closing my eyes.

"No, no, no," Jade says, standing and grabbing my hands, Eleanor standing beside her.

"What?" I ask.

"We are all headed to bed. Lou will be here at noon, and the ceremony is at six. Beauty sleep is everything," Eleanor says.

"Okay, okay," I sigh, walking up the stairs. "Night!"

"Night, love," they all chime, headed to separate rooms.

 

"Oh, Olivia. Look at you!" Lou says. My eyes flutter open and I smile.

"Good morning," I say. I look around my room and see all the nine bridesmaids in their gold kimonos I bought them that say their names on the back, their hair and make-up completely perfect.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"One," Jade says.

"What?!"

"Relax. These lovely ladies only need to get their dresses, shoes, and jewels on. You have a world of prepping that must be down by five," Lou says as the front door opens.

"Hello?" Dio's voice calls from downstairs. I hear the familiar clatter of Harry's boots on our mahogany floor.

"Get outta here!" Perrie calls, walking into the hall.

"We're only here to get our tuxes, relax!" Louis says.

"Pretend to be asleep. Hurry!" Eleanor says, shoving me back onto the bed moments before the entire groomsmen party walks in.

"Harry can't come in!" Rydelle calls.

"He's fine, she's asleep," Leigh-Anne says, pulling a sheet above my head.

"Hello, ladies," Grimmers smiles, walking into the closet to grab his tux.

From what I can see through the thin, egyptian cotton sheets, Harry waltzes in with his head down, his phone in his hand.

"Wheres the lovely bride?" Liam teases, bending down and kissing my cheek through the sheet. To say it took everything in me not to laugh is an understatement.

"Is she asleep?" Harry's deep, husky, and oh holy lord sexy morning voice asks.

"Yes, she is. And you should not be here," Gemma says.

"Relax," Louis says again.

"We'll be out once we get our tuxes. Olivia had them delivered here instead of Niall's flat," Harry says.

"Good morning," I say through the sheets, making Eleanor sigh.

"Hello, beautiful," Harry whispers, taking a seat next to me.

"You need to leave before you get too comfy. You can't see her and you shouldn't be talking to each other," Taylor says as she tries unsuccessfully to escape Liam's strong arms.

"Yes, get out," Eleanor says, handing them their tuxes and shooing them out. I can hardly see what happens to Harry but I think he has to be dragged out by Niall and Zayn.

 

"Are you done yet?" I whine. I can see the girls in my vanity mirror and by the looks of it, they're truly enjoying the spouts of champagne and lounging in their luxury kimonos. Of course, I'm wearing my white kimono, but Lou and her team are still working on my hair and makeup which means no champagne for Olivia.

"Almost…" Lou says as she places a final bobby pin in my hair. "Almost…" she says again. She bends down and applies one more coat of Maybelline volumizing mascara. "Done!"

I look in the mirror ands nearly break down. All the girls look up and make oohs and awws, and I laugh through captured tears in my eyelids.

"Don't cry!" Lou says, waving a hand in front of my face.

My hair is in artificial curls donning my shoulders. Its parted to the left side and the bangs are pinned back in a victory roll on the side of my head. My diamond studded tiara rests on top of the curls. My make-up is very neutral, with bronzy skin, pink blush, and silvery eye shadow. My eye-liner is cat-eyed, and the mascara is thick and full. My lips are a peachy gloss.

"Oh, Olivia," Taylor says. "You look stunning."

"Okay ladies! Time to put everything on!" Lou says. I laugh at how she was all made-up and put together this morning and has somehow preserved the perfection of her hair and makeup even after slaving over me all afternoon.

All the girls take off their kimonos, including me, and throw them on the bed, leaving us all in our underwear and bras.

After all the girls have on their golden dresses and pearly white shoes and pearl jewelry, I look at them. I have my kimono back on since I'm getting dressed last. The dresses on strapless and silky. The have a sweetheart neckline and go down to the girls' knees, and when they spin, the dress go out and shimmers brilliantly. The shoes are close-toed stilettos, with a gold feather on the toe and white pears on the end of the feather. The pearled necklaces go from small beads to one large bead at the center, and the pearl earrings have little diamonds going around the outside edge. Their hair is all in gorgeous side-braids with a gold feather and pearl hairpiece, customized to match the shoes, clipped in the nape of the braid. Their makeup is pretty much the same as mine except for gold eyeshadow.

"You all look absolutely stunning!" I sigh, happy to see the vision I had been dreaming of come to life.

Eleanor grabs a basket and walks down the line of the girls and hands them their bouquets, which are white roses with pearls on the grip and little gold feathers adorning the flowers.

"Your turn," Gemma says, leading me into the closet. She helps me put on my dress very carefully and then my shoes, then she helps me with my necklace and I put in my earrings.

"Oh my gosh," she whispers, making me look in the mirror.

My dress is princess style, going out in a large puff starting at my mid-stomach. Silky fabric covers the entire dress, and a gold sash is wrapped around my mid-section, right above the puff. The neckline is a sweetheart neckline, lined with a thin line of the same fabric the sash is made from. The trail is six feet long, and once Gemma has my vail clipped to the tiara, I see that the veil is only about three inches shorter than the train. My shoes are just like the bridesmaids' shoes, but the feathers are sprinkled with gold sparkle and the pearls are slightly bigger. My necklace is a gold chain with a gold circle on it, and inside the circle is a golden heart, the necklace Harry got me from Swarovski for my birthday. My earrings are gold, ball shaped studs.

"Oh my gosh," Gemma says. "Olivia, you are the most beautiful bride."

"Thank you, Gemma," I say quietly, giving her a hug.

"We're waiting!" Jade calls and I laugh as Gemma hands me my bouquet, which is the same as the bridesmaids, except the feathers are replaced with pearls.

"Lets go," she smiles, opening one of the french doors that lead to the closet.

"Oh my gosh!"

"Oh, wow!"

"Oh gosh, I'm going to cry."

I laugh at the chorus of praises coming from my bridal party.

My sister Mattie walks in with my nephew Ben, who is the ring bearer, and I give them the ring.

"Olivia, you look stunning," Mattie says, tying the ring to the pillow where Harry's ring is already tied. She hands the pillow to Ben and then gives me a hug.

"Congratulations," she whispers, before leading Ben out and my mom and dad walk in.

"Did you have a good flight?" I say coldly.

"Olivia, please," my mother pleads, grabbing my hand. "I'm sorry things had to happen the way they did between Christopher and you. But he's not even here. We are though, because you're our little girl."

She gives me a big, and my father follows in suit.

"I'm so glad I'm finally walking you down the aisle, princess," he says, causing everybody to inhale sharply and hold their breath.

"Dad… Robin is giving me away," I say.

"Robin?" he asks, confusion adorning his face.

"Harry's stepfather…." I say.

"Harry's stepfather?!" he shouts, getting angry. I hear people shuffle around downstairs and know Robin and Anne are listening.

"Him and Anne have practically taken me in. They call me every day to check on me, something you never did. I have become closer with them in the past year than I have with you and mom in the past twenty. Now if you'll excuse us, we have some last minute coordinating to do."

He stands there with hurt in his eyes and I can't help but smile at how I finally got that off my chest.

"Don't bother coming to the wedding," Taylor adds, and I nod. Him and my mother walk out in hysterics and when I turn to look at the girls, they all envelope me in a humongous group hug.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," I laugh. "I'm glad they're gone."

Anne and Robin walk in and I smile.

"You look so gorgeous, my darling," Anne says tearfully.

"Thank you," I smile. She hands me a box with a pretty blue bow on top of it.

"I figured… you already have something new," she says, gesturing to my necklace. "And something borrowed," she gestures to my shoes, which Ralph Lauren is loaning me in exchange for inviting him to the wedding. "You need something old and something blue." I open the box and find a bracelet. A gold chain with a blue sapphire on it.

"Oh my," I say.

"It was Harry's grandmother's," she says. "Something old and something blue." Gemma walks up to me and fastens it around my wrist.

"A perfect fit," she whispers. The three of Harry's closest family members embrace me in a hug and I have to stop myself form crying.

"I'll see you soon," Anne says, kissing my cheek.

"Ready, love?" Robin asks.

"Ready," I say. We all make our way downstairs and the bridesmaids get in the limo with the groomsmen. I peek in the door and they all look close to tears as well.

"You look beautiful," Josh says. I smile, not trusting my voice. When I've gotten my grip, I look around at them.

"Is Harry already there?" I ask.

"Him and Anne are in a carriage around the block so he doesn't see you," Dio says.

"Speaking of making sure no one sees you…" Zayn says. I look behind Robin to see paps rushing across the street.

"We'd better go, dear," Robin says, blocking the paps from seeing inside the limo.

"I'll see you all soon," I say, closing the door.

Robin and I rush around to the cinderella style carriage and he helps me in, and when I look behind me, not only do I see a swarm of paps, but Harry and Anne's carriage.

"Okay, lets go!" I say to the driver.

I'm getting married in like… twenty minutes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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