You woke up, today was the special day that you have been waiting for my whole life, today was the day that you would be the luckiest girl on the planet, today was the day that all the girls on the world would drool over my hotness. Today was the day that you would be getting married to Harry Styles. You got out of bed looking for Harry then realizing that he wanted to make this special for you so he left early in the night to his best friend Louis Tomlinson’s (god father of any children you might have) house so that he wouldn’t see you before the wedding. What a gentleman he is. You jump a little when ou walk into the kitchen, your best friend Eleanor (also your maid of honour) was down there with a huge clump of Harry Styles fans waiting to get your autograph. You sign all of their papers but think they were expecting Harry himself or maybe not. After they all left, You go upstairs to get ready although Youre pretty sure that Harry had got youa professional team at the venue waiting for you to arrive so you take a quick, shower to freshen up (even though you already took a shower and a bath yesterday night) and put on some comfy clothes (also known as sweatpants and a hoodie) and hopped into the limo outside the 12 bedroom mansion that you and Harry share. You drive to a very large field in the country just out side London, England and the driver let us out. This wasn’t the venue that you booked! What is going on?

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This is my first fanfic so please no hate. I will be posting hopefully every Sunday here in Canada, but I will let you guys know if I can't. So, subscribe, vote, comment, and enjoy! Bai!!!!!!