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it's beautiful. the whole set up. louis remembers explicitly asking for it and then getting laughed at.

they were with the wedding planner, louis couldn't even remember her name to be honest and he really wasn't going to try.

she was rude to him, saying his shoes were tacky and his skirt didn't match his shirt.

bitch please.

so louis cussed her out, but harry calmed him down and apologized to the witch. and they went about their business.

the wedding.

ah louis was so excited! it was five months away.

louis was a crying mess when harry proposed. harry walked into his work one day kissed him full on the mouth, said 'fuck it' and got down on one knee, pouring his heart out to louis.

of course louis burst into tears, happy tears, as soon as harry pulled out the cute velvet blue box. he barely got out a choked, 'yes, you stupid oaf.' before he was flinging himself at his fiancé. the whole shop went up in cheers, but harry and louis weren't paying attention.

so that's what led them to this stupid old bat who was planning their wedding. louis would have fired her the second she sat down, but harry was paying and as long as their wedding day was perfect, he could deal with the woman who had a constant stick up her ass.

louis being louis wanted to wear a wedding gown. the wedding planner, louis was just going to call her demon from that point on, looked at him in disgust, but she had nothing to do with the outfits, she only needed to make sure everything decor wise was there. louis flipped her off.

when they began talking about themes louis shot up right and shouted, 'i want the same as the twilight wedding!'

harry looked at louis with a burst of laughter, 'babe, what? twilight, really? the sparkly vampire movie?'

louis scoffed at harry's ignorance. that wedding was absolutely stunning and it was the only part of the movie saga that louis actually cared about. he looked to the demon.

'is that possible? i would like everything to look as close to that as possible for the ceremony, the reception harry can choose, i don't mind.' he asked.

she pursed her lips and slowly nodded, as if thinking to herself. 'it was a beautiful layout, perfect for the early spring which happens to be the season you chose for the date. i'm sure i could find a suitable venue, and stringing up fairy lights above the chairs wont be a problem. would you like the same flowers and natural moss and things of that nature?' she asked jotting down something on her notepad quickly.

louis grinned, 'yes!' he looked to harry with excitement swimming in his eyes and harry couldn't say no. he still didn't actually know what louis was so excited about, but assumed louis would show him the scene later at home.

so there louis is, standing at the entrance of the doors he will be walking through in little over two hours, staring at the beautiful scene. it's perfect and louis, as much as he hated the demon lady, loves every bit of it and will be sending her a fruit basket in thanks.

'come on boo, you need to get ready.' jay, louis' mother says coming up behind him.

he suddenly gets very queazy, it's his wedding day. what if he trips and face plants? what if his dress rips? or the world ends?

'mum,' louis looks at her, his voice has an obvious quiver. she coo's and brings him in for a hug.

'don't worry love, you'll be fine yeah? everyone gets pre-wedding jitters and everything works out fine. plus i'm sure harry is freaking out a lot more right now, probably thinks you'll be a run away bride and not actually want to marry him.' she chuckles.

louis gasps, 'i would never!'

jay lets out a laugh, 'i know love, lets get you ready yeah? your sister is dying to do your makeup and the dress is here already.'

louis giggles. his sister lottie has recently become a very popular makeup guru and appointed herself the weddings makeup artist. they walk back into the room designated for the bridal party to get ready and louis plops himself in a chair next to the vanity.

'so lou lou what are you thinking about for makeup on this momentous occasion?' lottie asks as she fiddles with her makeup bags.

'dunno lots, something light because i know i'll be sweating like a bullet and i'd rather not have my face be melting off you know?' louis jokes.

lottie chuckle and continues to rummage through her makeup. 'then i've got the perfect thing.' she says and turns to him with a smile.

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on the other side of the venue is the groom's party dressing room, where a very nervous harry paces.

'mate, would you slow the fuck down, you're giving me a headache, jesus.' niall groans from the couch in front of harry. over the months, harry and niall had grown quite close, they would go out for drinks every once in a while when louis had girls-day-out's with eleanor. harry also went to niall when he was having troubles with louis and needed advice.

'sorry.' harry muttered apologetically. he sat down on the opposite side of the couch with a huff. he rubs his hands down his face and sighs. 'what if he leaves me at the alter?'

niall looks at him and scoffs, 'haz, honestly, to think that you would actually consider that a possibility is astounding.'

'niall's right mate, louis would never leave you at the alter.' zayn pipes up from across the room where he's staring at himself in a mirror, his tie was crooked.

'anything could happen though.' harry whines.

'yeah, but not that.' liam chips in.

harry heaves a sigh feeling a small amount of weight lift from his chest. 'alright,' he claps his hands together. 'i can do this, i am happy, and i'm marrying the love of my life, and the most beautiful boy in the world.' he heaves another sigh, slaps his knees, and stands.

the other three in the room only chuckle at their friends weird speech.

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louis is now slipping into his dress, hair and makeup done, and the ceremony starting in fifteen minutes. his stomach is twisting into knots and he feels he could puke any second.

'oh lou, you look beautiful.' his mother says softly. anne stands beside her with a tissue to her eyes.

louis smooths down the front of his dress before turning to look in the mirror.

his eyes widen in surprise. lottie did a really nice job with his makeup and hair, and his dress.

oh the dress.

it's like it was plucked straight from bella herself. not as intricate with the lace of course but louis was absolutely in love when he saw it.

it hugs his curves in all the right places, a large dip in the back lined with beautiful lace, and the front covered all the way to his neck in a small collar like fashion. it's sleeveless because it's spring and it's getting warmer out, and the bottom flowed like waves down to his feet. he ditched the train because he was nervous as is, the train at the bottom of the dress would only make him feel as though he would trip more than he already does.

'lou? love, it's time.' anne says gently, walking up behind him with a smile.

he takes a deep breath, smooths out his dress one last time then follows anne out the door.

harry can feel the sweat under his arms and on the back of his neck from nerves. the cool spring air is the only thing keeping him from sweating through his suit. it's gross really.

the wedding music starts through the speakers, startling harry from his daydream. the large doors of the venue open and out walks harry's goddaughter, lux, in a cute light green dress and a basket of flower petals. following lux are louis' younger sisters, pheobe and daisy, fizzy and lottie, along with gemma, all wearing flowing satin pastel dresses.

louis walks out next with his arm woven through his mothers and harry's jaw literally drops. theres a collective gasp from their guests.

louis gives a little giggle at harry's expression and cant help the tears that collect in his eyes. harry's mind goes to mush as louis continues to walk down the isle, his dress flowing down his body perfectly, harry is sure he'll be peeling it off sensually later that evening.

harry's jaw remains open until louis is passed to him with a small warning glare from jay, as if to say 'take care of my baby or i'll cut your balls off'.

'close your mouth you oaf, you'll catch flies.' louis giggles out to his soon-to-be-husband. it's a surreal thought.

harry snaps his mouth shut and blushes.

'i don't know how you do it love, but you have to be the most beautiful bride to ever have existed.' he replies.

louis flushes pink and pouts, 'damn right, i better be, it's hard to look this good, but it's all for you.' he grins.

harry chuckles, even in their intimate moments louis always finds a way to be sassy.

'we are gathered here today!' the minister begins, 'to witness, harry and louis, join their hands in-' the couple zones out after that. they can only stare into each others eyes and smile, their insides fluttering with happiness. they don't care how cheesy and cliché it all sounds, it's true and they wouldn't have it any other way.

before they know it, the rings are brought up, lux carrying the ring for louis to give to harry, and liam carrying the ring to give to louis.

louis is sniffling and tears are slowly making their way down his face in happiness as he puts the ring onto harry's finger. after sliding the ring onto louis' finger, harry gently wipes away louis' tears and hold back his own.

'do you, harry styles, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?'

'i do,'

'and do you, louis tomlinson, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?'

'i don't even know why i need to answer that, but yes of course i do.'

everyone chuckles.

'you may n-' louis yanks harry down by the back of his neck and slams their lips together. harry's arms immediately wrap around louis' waist to pull him closer. 'o-kay then.' the minister laughs. 'i now pronounce you husband and husband! mr. and mr. harry styles everyone!'

friends and family stand from their seats and cheer for the happy couple. harry and louis finally pull apart from their kiss, both having huge grins on their faces.

'ha, been waiting to do that all day.' louis exclaims.

'i've been waiting my whole life.' harry replies.

louis swats him on the arm, 'you fuckin sap, jeez i just married a giant oaf who makes every moment the cheesiest it can be.' he laughs.

'i love you so much, you know that right?' harry says quietly.

people are filing out, already making their way to the reception, anne and jay shuffling everyone, knowing harry and louis will take their time.

'yes,' louis caresses his husbands cheek, 'i know, and you know i love you too right? forever and always.'

harry pulls him in for another searing kiss before they have to leave to the reception.

the reception goes off without a hitch. the food is great, the dj is great, the drunken speech by niall is hilarious, and of course the first dance as a married couple is perfection in and of itself.

louis has his arms wrapped loosely around harry's neck, while harry's are wrapped around his waist holding him as close as possible as they sway to the music.

'i love you harry styles.'

'and i love you, louis tomlinson-styles.'