Somewhere, Someday

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Clair played some music, to get us hyped and energetic for the day. Certainly, I didn't want to start falling asleep during the wedding, that would be embarrassing. Liam said the wedding should run late, meaning we would be prepared for a long night.

My dress coordinated with the weddings dress code perfectly, being pastel and flowy, it was the best thing I could've ever owned for this event. I wonder if Harry is going to wear a purple tie to match, now that would be something special.

I didn't really want us looking like a couple, considering we aren't at this point in time and we wouldn't be for a long time. Clair thinks that we'll run back to each other in an instant after the wedding, but I contradicted her prediction. I'm going to hold my ground this time.

Being weak when in love has held me back from turning into the person I need to be, and so I wouldn't be dragged by any man anymore. I didn't want any guy controlling my feelings, at least not the way Harry did. I loved Harry up until the moment we had said goodbye to each other, and even after that my love lingers around.

Harry has haunted my mind before us even being together, and now after we've been together his presence still wanders around in my mind. It's a peculiar thing, to have someone that is still on his earth, haunt you and scare the life out of you mentally. Maybe it is just because I love him, or it was just because he had left a mark on me.

I curl my last piece of hair, catching it in my hand so it stays curled all night. My hand reaches for the hairspray, passing it all over my hair, assuring it'll hopefully stay curled through the night. My hair always fell by the end of any day, only because it was so thick.

It looked good, pretty wavy and voluminous, just how I had wanted it. This was the only occasion that I needed to look good for, I haven't even been to wedding since my family was still whole. But, I loved weddings. Whenever we had gotten an invitation in the mall, I'd jump with excitement at the thought of a party dedicated to love.

My heart still leaps the same way at the thought of weddings, the loud music, and the slow dancing. Karen had organized this wedding so perfectly and for such a long time, that there was no doubt in anybody's mind that it would be less than perfect.

I start applying my makeup, starting with my eyeshadow, grabbing colors that would compliment my dress. Usually, I could do my hair much quicker than my makeup, since I wasn't as good at it. Most days I'd just wear foundation and mascara, my daily routine is always as simple as that. But today, I had to try looking as clean as possible, as if there were no imperfections on my face.

I sneak a peek at Clair, trying to see her progress on getting ready. Clair is typically slower than me when it comes to getting ready, she liked to go all out when she could. There's no doubt in my mind that Clair will use all three hours to get ready, looking absolutely beautiful as a result.

I wasn't trying to impress anyone tonight, it wasn't like I needed to look good for Harry, he wasn't my concern anymore. My motive tonight is to look good for myself, to just make me feel confident and happy tonight. I was now just striving to impress myself weirdly.

My eyeshadow comes out looking neutral, with a pop of light purple, making my green eyes stand out even more. They typically looked dark, not emerald and bright like Harry's green eyes.

I shake Harry from my thoughts again, knowing he'll be back soon anyways. In reality, Harry would be here in two hours to pick me up. It was or arrangement that we should just take one car to the wedding, as it would just be easier.