ADRIANNA'S POV.
Tears start to run down my face as he begins to propose, just like I imagined and dreamed of.
"Princess, these last six months or so, have been the best months in my entire life.
Even though we've been dating for a short time, I couldn't wait any longer to confirm 'us,'
our love, until the day we die."
I watch him blush a little, along with a tear falling from his eye.
"I remember the day that I first layed eyes on you, just like it was yesterday.
When I drove that silly ice cream truck around, each street I drove through was complete chaos.
But then as I drove down a different street, the first thing I saw was a cute six year old girl and behind her was a beautiful, more like gorgeous, lass with eyes I couldn't detach mine from."
With tear- stained cheeks, tears begin to flow harder this time, like a waterfall.
"And the very second her lips touched mine, I was instantly in love.
Not only beautiful, but she had the prettiest name."
My heart begins to pound, as he takes my hand.
"From that day, following up to right now, I am head over heels over you, Adrianna."
He grins wider than ever before, as he pecks me on the cheek.
"To be honest every single day I'm thinking of you non- stop and any chance I get, I always fight to be by your side, no matter the scenario."
"I could blab on all day telling the world all the little things that I love about you, and all the reasons why you're my girl, but right now, is when I ask you the most important question ever to come out of my mouth."
I stare deep into his blue warm eyes, and smile at the sparkle in them as he begins to cry.
"With all my heart I ask you..."
He begins, with a gulp.
"Will you please, take my hand in marriage?"
As I push all the shock behind me, I nod my head with a yes and, enjoying the moment of Niall swooning me in his arms.
*TWO WEEKS LATER- THE WEDDING*
"It's so great to reunite with you again." Britney tells me, as she swirls a lock of my hair into the curling iron.
"It is, how have you been?" I ask her, while she unwinds my hair from the metal, revealing a wavy curl.
"Nothing much, other than I got a well- paying job."
"Great." I smile. "Where?"
"I get to work at the Season Salon!" She squels in excitement.
"Are you serious? That's the number one salon in Colarado."
"I know, I'm so lucky! All I did was take some exam, and I passed everything."
"You have to take an exam to cut hair?" I give her a dumb look, raising my eyebrows in confusion.
"It's not a written exam."
"What do you do when taking it?"
"It was kind of wired actually, I had to a Barbie doll's hair." Before she can finish, I belt out into laughter.
"Hey! I wouldn't be laughing if I were up you.."
"And, why is that?"
"I make two thousand a week." She brags.
"I would be impressed but uh.." I silently chuckle.
"My Fiancée is a millionair."
I really regret what I just said, as it came out wrong. Honestly, I never put focus to all the money he has, it's not about that.
I would love him just as much, even if he wasn't rich and famous.
In fact, I would be just as happy if he were dirt poor. I hope she didn't take the wrong meaning, thinking I use him for money.
"Speaking of Niall..." Thank goodness.
"How are things..You know... At home?..." She awkwardly puts it, obviously asking about our sex life.
"You mean our sex life?" I confirm her question.
"Um....Yeah...So, how is it?" She looks at me with an immature look on her face.
Since she is my best friend, and she practically has read every diary of mine growing up, I decide to tell her.
"We haven't had sex yet." I simply state.
"You have to be kidding, right?"
"No, I'm serious. We haven't been that intimate yet." She looks at me with complete disbelief.
"Have you guys...uh, ever gotten close to it?"
"A couple times..." She finally finishes my hair, with the same look of surprise on her face.
"What stopped the two of you?"
I begin to feel uncomfortable. "Can we please drop the subject."
"Okay, but you better have more to talk about later..." She smiles, while applying makeup on my face
"I am so good at this.." She congratulates herself, while finish up the last touch.
"I know...."
"Stand up and look in the mirror." She giggles.
"As I meet face to face with my reflection, it takes me awhile to comprehend all the work she has done to make me look like this.
I cover my mouth, feeling every bit of my body excite.
"I could've done better..." She looks me up and down, with one hand on her hip.
"you couldn't made me look better than what you did!" I run over to her almost tripping on my dress and burry her in a hug.
"There's one last thing I forgot.."
"Really?"
Out of nowhere, she pulls out a perfume bottle and covers my body with layers and layers of perfume.
She seems to not notice, as I cough and almost choke on the deep- heavy scent of musk.
"There! Now it will last the entire day!"
"I'll be lucky if my grave doesn't carry the scent."
"Whatever, that's enough now. Let's sit down before he arrives." She tugs at my arm and directs me to the couch.
NIALL'S POV.
With the best mood ever, I decide to invite Zayn, Liam, and Louis to my wedding.
It wasn't hard to pick out who I want as my best man, I chose Harry within a second.
"Mate, let me help you with your hair." Harry comes my way, as I stand in front of the mirror and straighten the wrinkles out of my green and black tux.
"Your hair is a mess."
"Nothing compared to yours." I clap my hands, with a cackle.
"Whatever you say Niall." He shakes his head with a smile, while walking off to the bathroom in search of hair products.
I'm also glad I picked him to do my hair. I can't imagine how much I would gag during the day if I picked Zayn.
He would show up with a cart of hair stuff and would spend the whole day covering me in things such as ; hair spray, hair gel, conditioner, hair dye, and other things I haven't even heard of.
Two minutes later Harry returns with a comb and some hair spray, that I don't have to fear of.
"Niall, you're soon to look like a gem!" He puts on a dorky smile and begins combing through my hair.
"Ouch!" I yell out, as he roughly goes through little knots on the back of my head.
"Sorry Niall but, I can't turn you into a rainbow and gold without a storm along the way." I swear if he weren't famous, he'd be the biggest nerd...
"Don't anger the leprechaun." I jokingly respond.
"Are ya' done yet?"
"Shame on you, I just started."
Fifthteen minutes later, he pinches me and wakes me up.
"Wake up sleeping beauty, I'm finally done with your hair!" I open my eyes quickly, with the sight of curls and a beast.
"I won't go to the ball with you, beast." I groggingly add to his some what, odd joke.
"Awe, what a fairy tale this could be!" I know he's joking but..... If I didn't know him I would assume he was gay.
"Go find another man Styles..." Like Louis.... ha, ha.
"Yeah, yeah. let's get going, your lady awaits."
I stand up with a new- found energy, following Harry out the door.
As we get inside the vehicle, Harry looks at me with shame.
"What now?"
"Why didn't you rent a limo, instead of choosing this ice cream truck."
"Because, it's clever and it brings back memories." I thought this was a great idea.
"Where's the romance?!" He begins to worry.
"To Adrianna and I, this is the full package of romance."
"No, it's more like the full package of ice cream delight."
"That too, I suppose." I cheerfully smile, with pride.
"Niall, you're such an idiot." He laughs, with a hint of rasp.
"Don't worry about it, there's romantic music too!" I push a button, recieving a scowl from Harry as circus music plays throughout the ride to Adrianna's house.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
One more chapter and it's over:(
Wow, I can't believe I've worked on this book since April.
I used to be a straight A' student, and now I have an F' in almost every class.
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