4 months later

''Can you please just take her.'' She sighed handing Sadie to Demi.

Sophie was stressed, nervous and tired, and her daughters cries were not helping the situation. Looking in the full length mirror at her reflection, clad in a white wedding dress, the white contrasting against her tanned skin, she began to get lost in thought.

''I hate him.'' Sophie's body was slumped against the wall, tears falling down her face, but her voice surprisingly strong. ''After everything we've been through, he just leaves, and for what? Some gold digging slut.'' She spat as Demi wrapped her arms around Sophie's hunched figure.

****
''For fuck sake, why do you have to know where I am 24/7?'' Harry moaned as his glass began to fill with the water streaming from the tap.

''Well it's not like you've never given me a reason not to trust you.'' She blurted out.

''I've changed Sophie. I thought we could trust each other now.''

''After what you did, my trust in you will never be 100%. Accept that. I'm not a goldfish Harry, my memory is slightly longer than three seconds.''

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''Soph. Sophie!'' Demi snapped her out of her trance. ''Are you okay?''

''What? Oh. Yeah I'm fine, I just, I just uh need some air.''

''Bu-.'' And before Demi could finish her sentence Sophie slammed the door shut.

Letting go of a breath she didn't know that she was holding she made her way down the corridor, not having a specific destination in mind, she just needed to think. Was she really ready for this? Could she spend the rest of her life with a man who has betrayed her so much in the past? A man that she was marrying in thirty minutes. Making her way to a green fire exit sign, she began to pick up her pace, a sudden need to feel the outside around her. But as she put her hand on the handle, she heard that deep voice that was running round her head previously that day. He was on the other side of the door. Not wanting to be seen she removed her hand for the door and moved along the wall slightly, backing away from the door.

''You nervous man.'' The accent was immediately recognisable. It was Niall.

''Nope. Why would I be? She loves me and I love her.'' Her heart broke at the thought of leaving him at the altar, hearing these words.

''But can she trust you? You know that's probably her worst fear.'' It was like this Irish kid was reading my mind.

''If the girl didn't trust me, she wouldn't be marrying me.'' He chuckled. ''And besides, I'd never do anything to jeopardise us again, I know I'd loose her, I need this girl man.''

And with that Sophie sauntered back to her room, tears threatening to spill over the edge of the rim of her eyes.

''How do you look so good after just having a baby?'' Harry's previous compliments rang through her ears.

''I need her man.''

''Sophie Abrielle, will you marry me?''

****
She paced up and down the small hallway with Demi and her two other bridesmaids by her side, all giving her worried glances. Sadie's giggles could be heard through the doors and this only heightened her nerves. ''I can do this. I'll be fine. We'll be fine.'' She muttered to herself, pacing still.

''Sophie.'' Demi's stern voice caused her to freeze and face her. ''You're being stupid.''
''Is that suppose to comfort me?''
''No. it's meant to knock some sense into you. You love Harry, and he loves you, now go in there, and marry the guy!''

******
The moment she reached the end of the aisle, to have Harry lightly take her hands in his, she knew she had made the right decision. Harry obviously had no idea of Sophie's thought provoking flashbacks, as he smirked slightly, eyeing the amazing dress he had been longing to see her in, no not since the moment he met her, when they met he was 16. Now let's face it, the last thing that would've been on his mind when he saw her dripping wet in only a towel all those years ago, was marriage. Yet here they were, with their daughters faint giggles coming from the front row, and the knowing glances exchanged between the pair.

His music career that caused them to meet in the first place was about to take a more solo route, just one aspect of their lives that was changing, one of many.

And as this couple finally said I do. One thing was clear. You could never tear them apart.

Notes

Sophie's outfit

Bridesmaid's outfit

Well, that's it. The story of Sophie and Harry is finished. Done...well of course I'll do an epilogue soon but technically it's finished. Now it's time for me to blabber. Get ready. The story between Sophie and Harry was my first story on this website, well my first story full stop, and never in a million years when I started this fan fiction on a rainy Saturday to supress my boredom did I think that altogether, including C'mon C'mon and this sequel that it would attain over 50,000 views. That's just...incredible. Sure it will never be as good as dark, and sometimes my chapter's are a little rushed but I'm proud of it, cause it's mine.

I feel quite depressed right now as I wave goodbye to a much loved character of mine, a Miss Sophie Abrielle. But this story has to come to an end, I would have loved to have made it longer and added more detail, and gone further into their life together, but I just can't, I simply don't have the time anymore.

So to end, thank you so much for reading, don't forget to leave your final comments on this story, and enjoy the epilogue, to come soon!



Mwah!

~S.V.