Bride to Be
Chapter One
Kennedy’s POV
Its been a full week since Harry’s proposal and things have been a bit surreal and hectic. Today Harry and I were going to be on the Alan Carr show where we would be actually talking about the engagement for the first time to the world basically. Everyone knew about it however because Harry had to tweet it the next morning because he was so excited but it was kind of scary because this made it much more real to me. I was going to be Mrs. Harry Styles soon. I was playing with the ring Harry picked out and I smiled down at it. He picked the perfect ring for me. It wasn’t to overbearing and it was too boring either. It was just me. I was taken out of my thoughts when I felt a body sit next to me on the couch and hand me a cup of tea. I took the mug from Harry who was smiling down at me.
“So are you nervous for today?” he asked as we just comfortably sat on the couch cuddled together.
“A little bit,” I said looking up at him, “It’s just so surreal you know. I feel like I’m going to wake up and this all be a dream and I’ll be in America planning weddings.”
“Well this is definitely real life because if it was dream,” Harry smirked, “You would not be wearing clothes at all.”
“Harry!” I exclaimed playfully pushing him as my cheeks flushed.
“What?” he asked smiling his dimples showing, “I can’t help that I find my beautiful and sexy fiancé very sexy.”
“You’re such a wanker sometimes,” I giggled at Harry’s playful hurt expression.
“I’m offended,” he said pouting, “How can you call this. . .”
He then made a sweeping motion over himself.
“A wanker?” he asked smiling which caused me to laugh.
“Because this,” I said doing the same motion, “Can.”
I then stood up with Harry following my movements.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Following you to shower,” he grinned, “We can go green and shower together.”
“Oh no,” I said shaking my head, “We have to get to the television studio on time. Management would kill us and especially Simon. I’m not dealing with him.”
Harry then laughed and pulled me in for a kiss.
“I love you, you know that?” he asked.
“Well I would hope so Mr. Styles,” I said, “You did ask me to be Mrs. Styles.”
“Well I actually did that because I was settling on you,” he said grinning, “My supermodel girlfriend had just dumped me and you were the next best thing.”
“Well I just feel used now,” I said being overdramatic, “I guess I will go sob in the shower alone!”
Harry was laughing at me as I walked into our room and straight to the bathroom.
“My world as I know it has ended!” I exclaimed, “What will I ever do!”
“Oh quit it drama queen,” Harry laughed as I winked at him and shut the bathroom door and hopped in the shower.
I had to laugh because two minutes later the bathroom door opened and I was waiting to see Harry hop in with me but instead he stuck his head in.
“What do I wear?” he asked pouting.
“Clothes,” I said, “I wouldn’t mind you wearing nothing but you know I don’t want everyone to know what you look like without clothes.”
It was Harry’s turn to blush which he did like horribly which made me grin as I rinsed my hair of the condition that was in it.
“Quit being a smartarse,” Harry said which made me laugh, “I’m serious I have no idea what to wear.”
“Give me five minutes and I will come out and help you okay,” I said, “I need to wash my body.”
“Okay,” he grinned and then walked out of the bathroom and I just shook my head.
Harry acted like such a child sometimes which was a blessing and a curse. It was a blessing because we always had fun together and nothing was taken too serious and a curse because he could never make a decision by himself. Knowing Harry he probably had everyone put their two sense in about the ring before he bought it and then asked the boys multiple times ways he could propose. I quickly finished my shower and wrapped myself in a towel before I headed out to see Harry staring down at the bed. He had two outfits picked out for him and he was concentrating hard on the two outfits. I smiled from the bathroom door because he was adorable when he was concentrating. His eyebrows furrowed and he had the serious look on his face that I found quite a turn on but I’d never tell Harry because I’d never hear the end of it.
“Which one do like more?” I asked as I walked across the room to stand next to Harry.
“I like the one with my blazer,” he said pointing to the outfit with the black blazer and white t-shirt.
“Then wear that one love,” I said, “It doesn’t really matter what you wear though.”
“Oh yes it does,” he said, “If we don’t look good management will be down our throats and I don’t want you deal with them.”
“Don’t worry love,” I said kissing Harry’s cheek, “I can handle management. I’ve done it for almost a year I think I can put them in their place. Besides your Harry Styles they wouldn’t kick you out of the band. You’re the hot one.”
“Are you trying to make me feel better?” he asked as I giggled, “because it’s definitely working.”
“I try,” I said brushing my shoulders off and Harry just laughed.
“Go get dressed love,” he said, “We have to leave in an hour and half. Paul said he was going to pick us up.”
“Okay love,” I said, “I’ll be done shortly.”
I then walked over to my clothes and grabbed a quick outfit out and set them on the bed (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=82258602). I quickly changed into them and then walked to the bathroom and finished getting ready. I was just finishing up my makeup when Harry stuck his head in the bathroom.
“You ready love?” he asked, “Paul just got here.”
“Let’s go,” I grinned grabbing my purse as I walked out of the bathroom, “I’m all ready.”
“You look lovely,” Harry said and kissed my cheek as we walked down the stairs.
We decided to take the stairs instead of the lift today because we were both trying to be healthier.
“And you look handsome,” I smiled back at him.
“You’ve watched. . .” he started and I knew he was nervous.
“Harry I’ll be fine,” I replied smiling at him, “You’re worrying too much. I love the Alan Carr Show. Calm down. Everything is going to be perfect. You have nothing to worry about.”
“Are you sure?” he asked and I squeezed his hand reassuringly.
“Positive,” I smiled as we got to the lobby and Paul was waiting for us.
“Morning Paul!” I grinned and he just laughed at my enthusiasm.
“You gave her tea this morning?” he asked and Harry chuckled.
“It’s better than giving her coffee trust me,” Harry said as we headed out towards the car, “I did that once by accident and she wouldn’t stop bouncing off the walls for two hours straight.”
Paul just started laughing and I just rolled my eyes as we got in the car. Harry and I sat in the back seat while Paul sat up front with Drew the driver.
“Morning Drew,” I said.
“Mornin’ love,” he replied and nodded his head at Harry.
On the ride over to the studio I pulled out my phone and started tweeting.
@Kennedyisagirlsnametoo: @chattyman today with the best future husband @Harry_Styles and the very funny @AlanCarr! If you all are bored, busy, or not make sure you tune in. Maybe I can give some dirt on Mr. Styles ;)
I hit the send tweet button and put my phone back in my purse and grinned as I saw Harry look at his phone.
“If you give any dirt on me I will not talk to you,” he grinned and I just laughed.
“Right back at you love,” I giggled and he just rolled his eyes.
The car pulled up to the studio and there were people already waiting for us. There were signs for both me and Harry. Since Harry and I have gotten back together, most of his fans have given me the blessing and they were happy that we were engaged and getting married. Sure there was always going to be hate messages, mail, and tweets but I was getting over that and so was Harry. It still upset him but if it didn’t make me angry or upset then he didn’t really mind at all. When we got out of the car, the flashing and screaming started. Harry and I signed autographs and took as many pictures as we could before Paul ushered us inside the studio.
“You took that like a champ love,” Harry said and I just laughed and shook my head.
“You should see me on my own then,” I winked at him and he just rolled his eyes.
We were taken to a room where there was food and a TV for us while we waited for our turn to be on the show. Harry and I quickly sat down on the couch and watched the show from our dressing room. Harry was playing my hands while we were waiting and I knew he was super nervous.
“Everything’s going to be okay,” I said smiling at him, “You just have to be yourself Harry. Everyone loves already.”
“But what if. . .” he started and I shook my head.
“I agreed to this,” I said, “If I didn’t feel like I was ready for this I wouldn’t have agreed okay?”
“Okay,” he grinned as I kissed him.
“Now quit worrying and loosen up,” I said, “I think we’re going to have something crazy today with Alan.”
Harry just smiled at me and kissed me one more time before the stage manager came to get us.
“I love you Kennedy Marie Wilkers,” he said, “And you’re the perfect girl for me.”
Its been a full week since Harry’s proposal and things have been a bit surreal and hectic. Today Harry and I were going to be on the Alan Carr show where we would be actually talking about the engagement for the first time to the world basically. Everyone knew about it however because Harry had to tweet it the next morning because he was so excited but it was kind of scary because this made it much more real to me. I was going to be Mrs. Harry Styles soon. I was playing with the ring Harry picked out and I smiled down at it. He picked the perfect ring for me. It wasn’t to overbearing and it was too boring either. It was just me. I was taken out of my thoughts when I felt a body sit next to me on the couch and hand me a cup of tea. I took the mug from Harry who was smiling down at me.
“So are you nervous for today?” he asked as we just comfortably sat on the couch cuddled together.
“A little bit,” I said looking up at him, “It’s just so surreal you know. I feel like I’m going to wake up and this all be a dream and I’ll be in America planning weddings.”
“Well this is definitely real life because if it was dream,” Harry smirked, “You would not be wearing clothes at all.”
“Harry!” I exclaimed playfully pushing him as my cheeks flushed.
“What?” he asked smiling his dimples showing, “I can’t help that I find my beautiful and sexy fiancé very sexy.”
“You’re such a wanker sometimes,” I giggled at Harry’s playful hurt expression.
“I’m offended,” he said pouting, “How can you call this. . .”
He then made a sweeping motion over himself.
“A wanker?” he asked smiling which caused me to laugh.
“Because this,” I said doing the same motion, “Can.”
I then stood up with Harry following my movements.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Following you to shower,” he grinned, “We can go green and shower together.”
“Oh no,” I said shaking my head, “We have to get to the television studio on time. Management would kill us and especially Simon. I’m not dealing with him.”
Harry then laughed and pulled me in for a kiss.
“I love you, you know that?” he asked.
“Well I would hope so Mr. Styles,” I said, “You did ask me to be Mrs. Styles.”
“Well I actually did that because I was settling on you,” he said grinning, “My supermodel girlfriend had just dumped me and you were the next best thing.”
“Well I just feel used now,” I said being overdramatic, “I guess I will go sob in the shower alone!”
Harry was laughing at me as I walked into our room and straight to the bathroom.
“My world as I know it has ended!” I exclaimed, “What will I ever do!”
“Oh quit it drama queen,” Harry laughed as I winked at him and shut the bathroom door and hopped in the shower.
I had to laugh because two minutes later the bathroom door opened and I was waiting to see Harry hop in with me but instead he stuck his head in.
“What do I wear?” he asked pouting.
“Clothes,” I said, “I wouldn’t mind you wearing nothing but you know I don’t want everyone to know what you look like without clothes.”
It was Harry’s turn to blush which he did like horribly which made me grin as I rinsed my hair of the condition that was in it.
“Quit being a smartarse,” Harry said which made me laugh, “I’m serious I have no idea what to wear.”
“Give me five minutes and I will come out and help you okay,” I said, “I need to wash my body.”
“Okay,” he grinned and then walked out of the bathroom and I just shook my head.
Harry acted like such a child sometimes which was a blessing and a curse. It was a blessing because we always had fun together and nothing was taken too serious and a curse because he could never make a decision by himself. Knowing Harry he probably had everyone put their two sense in about the ring before he bought it and then asked the boys multiple times ways he could propose. I quickly finished my shower and wrapped myself in a towel before I headed out to see Harry staring down at the bed. He had two outfits picked out for him and he was concentrating hard on the two outfits. I smiled from the bathroom door because he was adorable when he was concentrating. His eyebrows furrowed and he had the serious look on his face that I found quite a turn on but I’d never tell Harry because I’d never hear the end of it.
“Which one do like more?” I asked as I walked across the room to stand next to Harry.
“I like the one with my blazer,” he said pointing to the outfit with the black blazer and white t-shirt.
“Then wear that one love,” I said, “It doesn’t really matter what you wear though.”
“Oh yes it does,” he said, “If we don’t look good management will be down our throats and I don’t want you deal with them.”
“Don’t worry love,” I said kissing Harry’s cheek, “I can handle management. I’ve done it for almost a year I think I can put them in their place. Besides your Harry Styles they wouldn’t kick you out of the band. You’re the hot one.”
“Are you trying to make me feel better?” he asked as I giggled, “because it’s definitely working.”
“I try,” I said brushing my shoulders off and Harry just laughed.
“Go get dressed love,” he said, “We have to leave in an hour and half. Paul said he was going to pick us up.”
“Okay love,” I said, “I’ll be done shortly.”
I then walked over to my clothes and grabbed a quick outfit out and set them on the bed (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=82258602). I quickly changed into them and then walked to the bathroom and finished getting ready. I was just finishing up my makeup when Harry stuck his head in the bathroom.
“You ready love?” he asked, “Paul just got here.”
“Let’s go,” I grinned grabbing my purse as I walked out of the bathroom, “I’m all ready.”
“You look lovely,” Harry said and kissed my cheek as we walked down the stairs.
We decided to take the stairs instead of the lift today because we were both trying to be healthier.
“And you look handsome,” I smiled back at him.
“You’ve watched. . .” he started and I knew he was nervous.
“Harry I’ll be fine,” I replied smiling at him, “You’re worrying too much. I love the Alan Carr Show. Calm down. Everything is going to be perfect. You have nothing to worry about.”
“Are you sure?” he asked and I squeezed his hand reassuringly.
“Positive,” I smiled as we got to the lobby and Paul was waiting for us.
“Morning Paul!” I grinned and he just laughed at my enthusiasm.
“You gave her tea this morning?” he asked and Harry chuckled.
“It’s better than giving her coffee trust me,” Harry said as we headed out towards the car, “I did that once by accident and she wouldn’t stop bouncing off the walls for two hours straight.”
Paul just started laughing and I just rolled my eyes as we got in the car. Harry and I sat in the back seat while Paul sat up front with Drew the driver.
“Morning Drew,” I said.
“Mornin’ love,” he replied and nodded his head at Harry.
On the ride over to the studio I pulled out my phone and started tweeting.
@Kennedyisagirlsnametoo: @chattyman today with the best future husband @Harry_Styles and the very funny @AlanCarr! If you all are bored, busy, or not make sure you tune in. Maybe I can give some dirt on Mr. Styles ;)
I hit the send tweet button and put my phone back in my purse and grinned as I saw Harry look at his phone.
“If you give any dirt on me I will not talk to you,” he grinned and I just laughed.
“Right back at you love,” I giggled and he just rolled his eyes.
The car pulled up to the studio and there were people already waiting for us. There were signs for both me and Harry. Since Harry and I have gotten back together, most of his fans have given me the blessing and they were happy that we were engaged and getting married. Sure there was always going to be hate messages, mail, and tweets but I was getting over that and so was Harry. It still upset him but if it didn’t make me angry or upset then he didn’t really mind at all. When we got out of the car, the flashing and screaming started. Harry and I signed autographs and took as many pictures as we could before Paul ushered us inside the studio.
“You took that like a champ love,” Harry said and I just laughed and shook my head.
“You should see me on my own then,” I winked at him and he just rolled his eyes.
We were taken to a room where there was food and a TV for us while we waited for our turn to be on the show. Harry and I quickly sat down on the couch and watched the show from our dressing room. Harry was playing my hands while we were waiting and I knew he was super nervous.
“Everything’s going to be okay,” I said smiling at him, “You just have to be yourself Harry. Everyone loves already.”
“But what if. . .” he started and I shook my head.
“I agreed to this,” I said, “If I didn’t feel like I was ready for this I wouldn’t have agreed okay?”
“Okay,” he grinned as I kissed him.
“Now quit worrying and loosen up,” I said, “I think we’re going to have something crazy today with Alan.”
Harry just smiled at me and kissed me one more time before the stage manager came to get us.
“I love you Kennedy Marie Wilkers,” he said, “And you’re the perfect girl for me.”
Notes
So the first chapter is up everyone!Let me know what you all think!?
8/7/13