Finding My Way Back *H.S.* "Sequel to O.O.M.M"

Chapter Twenty

*Skylynn's POV*

Today Liam came by a nervous wreck. He's been freaking out about the proposal, more than I've been about my wedding. When he came by he looked like he hadn't slept for a week, it was depressing. I know he's making the right choice of proposing. If I didn't I would've told him no, but they've been together longer than Harry and I.

"Li, you're gonna be fine. She's going to say yes, and y'all are gonna have a happy life together. I know it." I reassure him

"But, what if she does say-" I cut him

"She won't now, go home and get some sleep before I kick your ass." I shove him playfully

"Okay, love you sis." he says kissing my forehead

"Love you too, bro." I smile

Its a week and half til' the wedding and everything is coming into place today I have to check out the flowers for me and the bridesmaid. We have to decor for the ceromony already order, so no worries on that.

I already have a few picked out on what they will look like, the girls are coming to see them. I hope they like them as much as I do. They're very beautiful and they pull the whole wedding together.

For the last few weeks, I've been thinking about mine and Harry's future. Where will we be in ten years? How many kids will we have? Are we going to be good parents? Am I gonna be able to handle pushing another human out of me? I mean my mom said its hurts worse then most things, how the hell am I suppose to do that?

Shouldn't be to hard seeing as that, I've been shot, hit by a car, beaten. Damn I put myself into much trouble.

I always thought of when me and Harry say our vowels, that I'm either going to messed up or cry to much to get one word out. I feel like when I start I won't be able to hold in the tears. But, the again I have Harry with me as long as he's with me I know I'll always be okay.

He's my protector, my gaurdian, my other half, my one and only, my love of my life. He will always and forever hold my heart, no-one will ever change that. I plan to grow old with him, when its our time leave we will leave together cause I couldn't handle it if was to die and I didn't.

Sometimes, I think that somewhere in this universe we were meant to meet that night at my houes. That he was suppose to work for my dad, then he would meet me. He's my everythiing and I won't regret anything that has been thrown at us so far.

Its suppose to be like that so we can fight harder, to make us stronger. We'll always have these stupid disagreements that we will laugh at after. We haven't had a huge fight since that night of the bust. The only thing we fight about is, who's going to make the bed or who's going to take to the trash out. Mostly its who's going to cook that night, or what to watch on tv.

I laugh at those stupid arguements we had, he always would win the making the bed, and the tv. Sadly I always seem to cook (order in) or taking the trash out. Which I don't mind, people already tell us we look and act like a married couple and it makes me happier.

Harry and I agree on telling the guys tomorrow, before the wedding rehearsals. We were gonna have the wedding rehearsal the day before but the girls including my cousins and Gemma that we weren't aloud to see each other twenty-fours before the wedding. So we planned on having tomorrow, and having the bacholerette and bacholer party that night.

At first I was upset cause being away from Harry, makes me uneasy. I'm completely attach to him and just not seeing each other for only two hours makes me on edge. How will I go twenty-four fucking hours?! Now, I'm trying to see the bright side of it, that is seeing his goofy face the next day.