My Kryptonite

This is a story about a girl name Izzy and her brother Harry Styles. They go on tour and are faced with many difficulties.

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26. Making the right choice

IZZYS POV

"Hey Brooke I'll be right back I need to use the restroom." I said getting up. There was no room in my bathroom to use it. All of the girls make up and dresses and shoes were everywhere. "Okay but don't let anyone see you!" She said smiling. I was walking down the hall when I heard Harry and Niall talking. The door was cracked so I could hear. "I love Izzy to death, so I would want the best for her. And I think you are the best for her. She has been through a lot and you have stood with her through it all. She was beaten and bruised but you loved her not for what she looked like but for how strong and kind hearts she is because all of this happened. Niall I know that you would do anything for the lads and I, but please for me don't breaks her heart. She means to much to all of us for that to happen to her." I heard Harry say. I was smiling but tears were forming. "I love Izzy too and would never do anything in the world to hurt someone as precious as her." Niall said that's when they started to pour. I walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror. The tears had stopped but something else formed. A smile. A smile that I had never smiled before. A smile that showed true happiness. A smile that only Niall could create. I rinse my face off and walk back to my room to get ready. I walk in and Harry is standing with Brooke talking. I walk over to Brooke and ask her to help me get into my wedding dress. I slip into my dress and look into the mirror. It was a simple white dress whit a sweetheart neck line and poofed out at the bottom like a princess dress. I loved it. "Wow!" Harry said smiling. I could tell that he had been crying. I pull him into a hug and instantly feel him hugging back. "I love you Harry." I said into his shoulder. "I love you too sweetheart." Harry said pulling away and kissing my cheek. "Okay Brooke can we curl my hair now. "Of course." Brooke said walking over to the mirror I my bathroom. I walked over to the bathroom and sat on the stool. Harry walked up behind mans watched. I kept smiling. I could help it, hearing Niall say that made me warm inside. "Okay I'm done." Brooke said. Looking over my hair putting all the pieces in their right place. It didn't take long to curl my hair baca use it was already somewhat curly. "Thank you. Now it's time for make up." I said. "Okay but bright your teeth while I go get the mouthwash." Brooke said kissing Harry and then leaving. I brushed my teeth in silence. Harry didn't say anything and I didn't say anything, like I could. I spit out all of the stuff in my mouth and looked at Harry through the mirror. "What it wrong with you?" I asked. He looked at me and busted out laughing. "What?" I said turning around to look at him. "You gotta a little..." He said pointing to his face. I turned and looked in the mirror. I had toothpaste all over my face. I took a wet rag and wiped my face off. I look back at Harry and he is smiling. "Your so stupid Harry." I said laughing. He fake pouted. Brooke walked in with some spearmint mouthwash. "I know how much you hate the peppermint so I asked Liam if we could borrow his." Brooke said handing it to me. "Thanks" I said smiling and taking the mouthwash. I rinsed mouth out two or three times with it. "Okay done." I said turning around. Harry and Brooke are kissing. "Okay" I say and turn back to the mirror. I apply my concealer and then my powder and that's when Brooke realized what I was doing. "Okay gold on Harry let me finish." She said pecking his lips. Brooke stepped beside me and finished. "Perfect!" Brooke said applying the last of my lip stick. "You look gorgeous." Harry said hugging me. "Thank you." I said. "Brooke I could never thank you enough for helping me do this." I said hugging her tight. "It's the least I could do. You have always been there for me." She said hugging back. "Okay, it's time." I said smiling. "It was 1:00 the wedding was starting. I could hear people inside of the church chattering and my palms began to sweat. Why was I nervous? "Okay Izzy come one out." I heard Brooke say outside of the door. I walked out and over to the doors. I was ready. I was ready to marry the man of my dreams and I knew I was making the right choice.

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