Empire // h.s. au

Epilogue

"Damn it," he said, getting down and picking it up. For a moment I looked down at my phone, checking in on Twitter and Instagram, but when I finally looked up, Harry was standing in front of my on one knee, holding a small, velvet box in front of me.

I gasped at him, my mouth turning up into a smile, "Oh my God."

My heart pounded as he opened up his mouth, "I love you. And I think , and hope, that's all I need to say. Will you, Sara Andrews," he smirked at that line, knowing it would fully piss me off, "marry me?" 

I laughed intensely at his words, "Of course," I said, tears streaming down my cheeks. I stood up, and so did he, and we hugged, kissing each other. I was finally marrying the love of my life. 

~

6 Months Later

The wedding was finally here. And I was wearing the beautiful Vera Wang dress I had always wanted. A beautiful veil fell ten feet behind me and I felt stunning. Aria stood by my side clutching my arm.

"You look beautiful," she grinned, kissing my cheek. "I can't believe you're doing this, oh my God." 

"I'm getting married, what the hell," I laughed, looking at her. We grinned at one another. We'd been friends for so long, she had been there through everything, even if I wasn't always the greatest friend. But here she still was, holding my hand as I prepared to marry Harry Styles. 

"To the man of your dreams," she said, her smile huge. I tugged at the sleeves of my dress. Vintage lace covered my dress and it clung to my body perfectly, I couldn't help but absolutely love my dress. My hair was parted in the middle and It fell in loose curls down my back. The veil was beautiful, with lace lining the bottom. 

"Let's do this thing," I said to her, grinning. My parents knocked on the door, entering the room as they did so.

"Oh honey!" my mom squealed, wrapping her arms around me. "You look perfect." She said, kissing my cheek. 

My dad had tears in his eyes as he held me tightly, "I can't believe this is happening. To you're boss, too, oh, Samantha, you're a walking romantic comedy." 

I laughed, wiping my eyes as well. My bridesmaids consisted of Aria, Eleanor, and my brother's girlfriends/wives. We had a small bridal party, not wanting to have too many people to take away from what was the celebration of Harry and I's love. 

"Are you ready?" my mom asked, grabbing my hand. 

"So ready," I said, looping my arm in my dad's. He began to lead me to the doors of the church. We luckily had a room right in the church for me to get ready, so I didn't have to worry about being late or anything. He pulled me aside, showering me with love and compliments, allowing us to have our moment as father and daughter. 

Soon enough, Aria was handing me my bouquet. The music began and everyone began to walk. By the time my dad was pulling me into the aisle, I couldn't watch anything except the love of my life that stood at the end of the aisle. He grinned at me confidently from there. He was clothed in a grey tux and he looked absolutely incredible. His curls were shorter and slightly slicked back and his hands held each other. He looked confident and happy, holding my eyes and winking. 

Before I knew it, we were saying our vows and both crying. As we Harry finally kissed the bride, I couldn't help but grin into the kiss. I was finally married to the love of my life. 

~

1 Year Later 

"Everything hurts," I complained to Harry, putting my feet up on the table. Harry laughed at me as he looked up from his new phone he couldn't put down. I was swollen everywhere and my body ached all over. Being 9 months pregnant was annoying as hell.