"I think I need to talk to Harry."

"Sorry, love. He gave us very strict rules," Anne says to me, giving my arm a light squeeze. That's great that Harry gave rules, but I wasn't prepared for this and now that it's here I feel like my heart is trying to break through my chest - in a good way - and I just want to talk to the man I am apparently about to marry.

"I'm marrying my teacher, I don't think rules are all that important," I reminded her. She looked at my mother and they both laughed. Gemma reappeared inside the tent and told Anne it was almost time. She hugs me before she leaves and then goes to be with her son for a few minutes before the ceremony.

I really have no idea how he did it. He managed to plan a secret wedding from another country with every detail that I would have chosen myself when I got to planning it. It's a relief to not have to plan it, honestly, but now it's so overwhelming. Niall, Louis, Madison, Zayn, Eleanor, Liam, Sophia, Gemma, and everyone else I would want here have already come to say hi and wish me luck. But the one person I really want to see is off limits.

"Where's Mason?" I ask my mother. "I want him to give me away."

"But your father-"

"I want Mase to do it," I tell her. She nods and goes to find him, and probably tell my father that we don't need him back here. Maybe that's mean, but it would feel strange if it was anyone but my brother. He's always been there and it's only fitting.

"I can't believe how perfect this dress is," Kylie gushed. She had provided three options, ones she knew I would love somehow and I'd completely fallen in love with this one the second i put it on. The silky soft material is so perfectly beautiful. It has a corset top, beautiul lace bodice that ends at waist and falls into a silk skirt that's fitted around my hips and them falls in a simple skirt. It's exactly what I would have picked. If we were getting married in England I would have wanted sleeves for the cooler weather, but it's California and it's hot.

"It's time," Gemma says, peeking out the tent opening. I look at Sophie, happily seated in a white tule poofy flower girl dress. She smiles at me and it makes me feel a little more relaxed.

"Ready to see Daddy?" I ask her. She nods enthusiastically and I help her off her chair, holding her free hand while Kylie hands me my bouquet. There's a small wall of greenery along the path to the aisle so that I'm hidden until I'm supposed to walk. When I step out of the tent Gemma takes Sophie's hand and Mason is there waiting.

"Sav, you look beautiful," he says, kissing my cheek. "Ready to get married?"

"Do I have a choice?" I joke. He laughs and I link my arm in his. "This is insane."

"It really is. It's suitable, though."

"Thanks."

He laughs. "I'm really happy for you, Sav. You deserve all of this."

"I love you, Mase." I lean my head on his shoulder and take a deep breath.

"You too, Sav. Let's go get you married."

I nod and we stop at the edge of the wall of flowers so no one sees me. Gemma walks down first, the Kylie. Sophie shyly makes her way last, tossing white rose petals onto the ground. There's a stone tile pathway and platform at the end for us to stand on. All I want to do is see Harry.

The music changes and Mason pulls me forward. Everyone is standing and it isn't until we're in the aisle that I can finally see Harry. I have to try really hard not to sprint towards him, but focusing on him makes everything else melt away. His hands are clasped in front of him, a wide smile on his face and his hair styled exactly the way I love it. He looks so handsome in his black tux, white shirt and black tie, and even from my place I can see that his eyes are misty, and all I can think about is how much I love him.

After an eternity we get to the end. Mason kisses my cheek as Harry steps towards us to take my hand. We stand in front of the minister and he takes a deep breath.

"You look breathtaking," he whispers as everyone sits down. "So beautiful."

"You're sneaky," I whisper back. Harry smiles and squeezes me hands and I can't help but smile. I'll have to watch the video at some point because at the beginning I couldn't pay attention to anything but Harry. Then suddenly the minister was saying it was time for the vows. And he wasn't going to be telling us what to say.

"I don't have anything to read," I said nervously.

"Don't worry, I don't either. I didn't think that'd be fair. We'll just wing it."

Harry winks at me and the crowd laughs quietly. It's his turn first so that's a little relieving. Harry stares at me for a few seconds before he starts, and when he does my heart is beating wildly fast.

"Savannah Williams. Where to start," he says. I probably look like a silly schoogirl with the way I'm looking at him. "I have loved you since the moment I met you. To other people I know that seems strange or wrong but I don't care. I fell in love with you before I even knew what it was or how amazing you are. I fell in love with the way your forehead crinkles when you're concentrating. I fell in love with the adorable way your nose scrunches up when you don't like something. I fell in love with the tune you hum when you're in the kitchen without knowing it. I fell I fell in love with the way you pour yourself into everything you do. I fell more in love with you when I watched you become the most amazing mother on the planet. Sorry Mum." Harry looked at her in the audience and they all chuckled. He turned back to me. "Whenever I think I can't love you any more than I already do I'm proven wrong. And I'm going to spend the rest of my life being proven wrong. I love you more than I can tell you, and I'm so happy that I get to spend our lives together showing you just how much that is."

Harry lets go of one of my hands to wipe a tear or two from my cheek. After a deep breath I look at the minister for permission to speak. He nods and I look at Harry.

"I'm not very good at this and I still can't believe we're getting married right now, so bear with me," I said. The crowd laughs quietly but Harry doesn't. He was smiling so fondly at me. I know that he won't care if I sound like a complete idiot. "Harry, when you and I started this whole thing six years ago I had no idea what we would go through. I definitely didn't know that I would be lucky enough to be standing here promising to spend forever loving you. We've been through so much together, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Because standing here with you right now is worth every single second, good and bad. I love you every part of you, Harry. I love that you never settle for less than what you deserve. I love that you love our children and that you're an incredible father to them. I love how much you care about everyone around you. You're the most selfless, generous, hardworking, loving, kind, amazing person I've ever known and I can't begin to explain how happy I am that you're mine and that I'm yours. And I am. Since the day I met you and until the day I die I am wholly, irrevocably, and eternally yours. And I love you."

He mouths 'I love you too' back to me and blinks the mist from his eyes. I'm sure both our mothers are crying but that's only normal, especially for Anne. The minister steps towards Louis and takes the rings from him, holding them out in his palm.

"These rings that you give to one another are a symbol. They're a reminder that for the rest of your lives, you are not two individuals, but one unit, one family. These rings represent the promise that you make today, a promise that is as everlasting and never-ending as the circle of the ring. As you promise to love one another you will place these rings on each other's hands as a symbol of that promise."

We each take one and Harry smiles at me in a way that makes my knees feel weak. "Harry, do you take Savannah Dorothy Williams to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?"

"I do." He pushes the ring onto my life ring finger and holds onto my hand, running his thumb over it a few times. Then it's my turn.

"Savannah, do you take Harry Edward Styles to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?"

"I do." The ringer first perfectly around his finger and I want to kiss him so badly. More than I ever have, maybe. The minister says a few closing remarks and then holds his hands out.

"It's my pleasure by the power vested in me to announce you husband and wife. Harry, you may kiss your bride."

"Finally," he mutters, placing his hands on either side of my face. As his mouth seals over mine I hear the cheers of our family and friends in the background. Harry laughs against my lips and then wraps his arms around my middle, lifting me off the ground with my arms around his neck. Everyone deserves to feel this kind of happiness.

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Hundreds of pictures, an amazing meal, and a whole bunch of speeches later we were seated with the rest of our bridal party and a room full of the people we love. Harry and I just cut our wedding cake, and like a good husband he endured me smushing cake in his face with a smile and without doing it back. Apparently I look too pretty to mess it up.

"Okay!" Louis says into the microphone. Louis, Niall and Liam have been hosting for us, announcing who's speaking and being as entertaining as they always have been. "I'm happy to announce that it is time for the bride and groom's first dance as a married couple. If they would get off their asses and go to the dance floor."

I laugh while Harry shakes his head at his friend. He takes my hand and leads me to the middle of the dance floor, which is surrounded by the other tables.

"What song are we dancing to?" I ask as he places his hand on my waist. Harry smiles, because like everything else today this is a complete surprise. When the piano comes through the speakers Harry pulls my closer and holds my hand out close to our bodies. As the lyrics start I recognize it: Then, by Brad Paisley.

"Did I do okay?" he asks. I rest my hand on the back of his neck and brush my fingers through his curls there.

"You did amazing. Today was perfect."

"Yeah?"

I nod and lean my head against his chest. Even though we're supposed to be dancing, we're barely even swaying. Harry sings quietly with the chorus and I feel silly to be choking back tears, but I can't help it.

Now you're my whole life,
Now you're my whole world
I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
Like a river meets the sea
Stronger than it's ever been
We've come so far since that day
And I thought I loved you then

"This is so crazy," I said.

"I know. You're my wife," Harry says. He leads my hands up to the back of his neck and his green eyes pierce mine. He feels like home.

"We're about to get real boring."

"Nah. I don't think that's possible."

"Well, even if we do I promise I'll still love you," I tell him. "Boring actually doesn't sound so bad."

He laughs quietly and presses his forehead against mine as he sings along to the chorus again. And he chose the best song for us; I never thought I'd love Harry more than I did when we first started all of this, but I do. And now he's mine forever.

Notes

so this is what i picture her dress like but the top isn't sheer cuz shes a mom so yeah https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/0c/61/22/0c6122c05904cc57bfa8c497db8d075b.jpg

this was a struggle and a half. i hope you guys know the song, its so adorable.
hope you like it :)

we're almost done. maybe one or two chpaters...maybe just one (an epilogue) and i might do some one-shots of their later life kind of thing. would you guys want that?
xx