Third Person POV

It's time.

Both boys have been waiting for this day since they fell in love. The day when the stared into each others eyes and saw their whole lives intertwined.

The hugs. The kisses. The exchange of sweet words. The altar. A family.

Niall Horan and Harry Styles wedding day. It's been three years full of precious memories. Sweet kisses and words. Nights spent together cuddled up. Waking up to a kiss each morning.

They want to spend the rest of their lives together. Being by each others side through thick and thin. Comforting one another. Holding each other when things get tough. Saying I love you and sealing it with a gentle kiss.

Hours have been spent fussing over the littles thing. From how the boys are dressed. To their hair. To shoes.

Their mothers are crying of happiness. Their boys are all grown up now, no longer the cute little kids they were when they were little. Harry and Niall are now grown men, have great careers, about to seal their fate together with a simple 'I do'.

As Niall peaks outside to catch a glimpse of his soon-to-be husband, he gasps. He knew they were getting married at the beach. But he wasn't ready for the sight.

It's late afternoon, the setting sun giving the chairs and tables a golden glow. Streaks of red, orange and yellow mixing into beautiful colors on the white linen. The sun casting a dashing sunset on the horizon.

The boys families and friends are all gathered to witness the two lovers get married. Smiles on their faces awaiting the moment when Niall will walk down the aisle and stand beside Harry. Waiting impatiently while the priest says his words. Holding back tears as the boys say their vows. Grinning like mad when the words 'I do' are voiced by them. And finally applauding when Harry and Niall kiss passionately knowing they are bound together by their undying love for each other.

That's what all the guests are waiting for.

"Niall mate, are you ready?" Liam, Niall's best friend, asks him.

"Yeah Li. I'm just nervous." Niall replies sitting down on a chair.

"What are you worried about?"

"What if something goes wrong?" The blonde asks worried.

"Ni the only thing that could go wrong is Zayn accidentally playing the big butts song in the middle of the ceremony." Liam replies chuckling.

Their other best friend, Zayn, is the DJ for the wedding. He's outside making sure his equipment is working right.

Niall smiles "Thanks Liam. For everything."

Liam is about to reply when Maura, Niall's mum, barges in. Liam leaves after greeting her.

"Niall it's time." She gives him a reassuring smile and peck on the cheek "I'm going to miss the days when you were my little boy. I'm proud of the man you've become Niall."

He engulfs her in a tight hug "Mum I'll always be your little boy no matter what. I wouldn't be the man I am now if not for you. Thank you for being the best mother a man can have."

Maura tears up and they hug one more time.

"Go get your man Niall."

He locked hands with his mother and took the first step as the wedding march flowed through the air. Holding his head up high, Niall proceeded to walk down the aisle.

Harry was waiting for him at the altar.