best vacation ever (harry styles fan fiction) 14+

my name is Zoe. when my mom took me London i never knew that my life could change in one second by walking into a restaurant.

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23. chapter 23

Once we arrived at the church it was about time for the wedding to start. I get dressed and the bridesmaids start down the isle. First its maria and niall, chela and liam, annie and zayn last. When i start to walk down i just stare at harry. After we say our vows and have our first kiss as mr. and mrs. harry styles we go to the hall next door for the reception. When we get everyone settles we tell them to let some paps in to take pics. After a while i announce to everyone in front of the paps that im almost 5 months pregnant and its a girl named darcy. After a while it was time for the first dance for the bride a groom. Right before we could dance the hall doors burst open and there is gaven standing in the door way. I look at harry and he said "go wait over there with the girls" And he yelled for the boys to come. It was about 15 minutes or so since they went outside so i go and see whats going on. I step foot outside and i see liam holding gaven back with zayn pushing gaven into liam so he dosent hit harry and louis and niall trying to calm down harry and for him not to hit gaven. I ran over to harry and say that he was bleeding so i rush him inside and we have secerety block the door so gaven dosent come in. After harry calming down we are finally able to have our first dance. the song we danced to was little thing by one direction because well im a directioner and i wanted it badly and harry is in that band to. At the end of the song he kissed me and bent down to kiss my belly. A little later everyone goes home but to us a hotel. Before i could step foot into the room harry picked me up and carried me to the bed. Once i hit the pillow i fell asleep with harry taking to dress off and putting pajamas on me. 

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