The Wedding Planner

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AU where Harry is planning a wedding for the happy couple, the future Mr and Mrs Tomlinson. But are his perfect organisational skills enough to get Louis down the aisle on the big day?Or the one where Harry falls in love with his client but does everything in his power to make sure the wedding goes ahead as planned, including sneaking secret dates with the groom just to make sure everything will run smoothly.

*All credit to the drawer of that wonderful cover it is beautiful and I owe you all the credit because your skills are mad good!*

                  

There was nothing I loved more than a wedding. The look on the groom's face as he watched the bride walk down the aisle was my favourite part. The way his eyes always had crinkles at the edges as they shone and his mouth turned up into the slightest smile. It was the way that I could tell nothing else in the room existed as she walked towards him and how nearly every single groom would try not to cry.

There was nothing better than being a part of people's most intimate moments.

I didn't even mind that I had to put all the hard work in. That during a wedding day it would be me losing my head over the smallest details, worrying about the arrival of the flowers or whether the photographer would be on time. In the end it was all worth it to watch two people who were in love come together forever.

My fingers tied the last ribbon round the centre piece of the head table and I stood back admiring the room. The theme was traditional, white everything with red undertones, red flowers, red ribbons, red name cards. It was graceful and elegant, just the type of wedding I loved the most. The room smelt like vanilla and I breathed in heavily and smiled. Everything was perfect.

I tip toed across the room, scared to disturb anything, and stood by the bar waiting for the entrance of the bride and groom. Liam finished arranging the flowers along the back wall and joined me, settling himself into a bar stool. "Do you think she'll like it?" His words were soft and bounced gently around the empty room. "I think she will."

The front doors flew open and the wedding party entered, filtering in slowly as everyone searched for their names on a place setting.

Even though I had been doing this for several years, starting as an assistant like Liam, I still got nervous.
My heart started to beat that little bit faster in my chest and my palms were getting damper.

Everyone settled in to place and I watched as the doors were shut again. Slow music filled the room before someone stood up and announced the entrance of the newly wedded couple.

"Can you all put your hands together for Mr and Mrs Malik."

The doors were pulled open and the couple waltzed into the room. The crowd cheered and clapped. I watched the bride as she entered and scanned the room. I was hoping and praying it was everything she envisioned. She smiled and laughed, her eyes were dancing around every surface. We locked gazes and her smile grew wider as she gave me a small thumbs up. All of my earlier stress melted away and I turned to face the bar, "Gin and tonic please."

"They are a really attractive couple." Liam commented. I snickered, responding: "With a very attractive wedding."

The evening passed as most weddings do, speeches, meals and mingling. The guests were stood outside, basking in the warm evening that late July had to offer and I followed them, sipping tentatively on my drink. The grounds were large and beautiful and I stood by a rose bush, admiring how white they were.

"Harry!" Someone tugged on my elbow and I turned to face them seeing Perrie, the bride, looping her arm through mine. " Harry everything is so beautiful I love it so much thank you."

"You are more than welcome and can I add how stunning you look. Zayn is a very lucky guy."

"Shush you, can I introduce you to someone?" I nodded as she pulled me through the crowd and lead me over to a couple stood together. "This is Louis and Eleanor, they have been engaged forever." I reached for Louis's hand and shook it before turning to Eleanor and shaking hers. "Hi, I'm Harry."

"He's the wedding planner, he's a miracle worker and exactly what you two need!"

Louis opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself as Eleanor spoke. "Oh my gosh you did all this, it's beautiful, we definitely could use a planner, right Lou?" She nuzzled closer into his chest as he wrapped an arm round her waist, gripping the fabric of her dress tightly. I grinned at the two of them and Louis looked up from the ground. "No rush is there El?"

"Pfft come on Lou we've been engaged for over a year with no plans for the future, we need someone to do it for us, I bet you have some great ideas Harry." Both pairs of eyes were on me and I shifted nervously. "Yeah, I mean as a couple you strike me as the type that would want an intimate wedding, something small and tasteful, maybe a bit quirky. We could do something outside with a white silk carpet for the aisle, the chair throws could be white with blue ribbon and the reception could be lit with candles." Eleanor squealed and gripped Louis tightly. "Yes yes and yes I want it, you're hired!" Louis smiled at her, but it didn't reach his eyes and she leant forward to kiss him.

Perrie untangled her arm from mine and whisked Eleanor away who instructed Louis to get all my details. He fished around in his jacket pocket for his phone before pulling it out and looking at me expectantly. "Well?"

"Oh right, Harry Styles, I have a business number and a personal number."

He tapped both in quickly with a raised eyebrow. "Why do you give out your personal number?"

"Emergencies, trust me when it is a few weeks to go till the wedding you will thank me."

"Okay...I guess we'll schedule a meeting or whatever soon."

He melted back into the crowd and I watched over the rim of my glass as his perfect bum sauntered away.