Niall: “You look so beautiful." tu heard someone say. tu turned around to see Niall standing at the door with his hands shoved deep in his pockets. “Niall! Get out this is bad luck!" tu screamed. “Nonsense! That stuff isn’t true." he dicho as he strutted towards you. “Besides, I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to sneak a peak." he dicho giving tu a wink and a kiss on the cheek.
Liam: “I think this is the one!" tu squealed as tu stepped out of the dressing room. Your mom and friends all clapped and nodded with approval. As happy as tu were that they liked it, tu were más concerned with how Liam felt. “Liam, baby? What do tu think?" tu asked. “You look exactly how I imagined." he dicho with a tear rolling down his face.
Louis: “Knock, knock?" tu dicho softly, opening up the door to Louis dressing room. “What are tu doing? I’m not supposed to see you!" he said, covering his eyes. “Oh, Lou. I don’t care about any of that. I really needed to see you…" tu trailed off. “What’s that matter?" he questioned, standing up and meeting tu half way. “Are tu sure we’re ready?" tu whispered. “I asked myself the same thing a little while ago…" he said. “And?" tu asked. “And then I saw tu in that dress and every shed of doubt I had left my mind."
Harry: “Harry, come in here will you?" tu called to Harry from your bedroom. “What’s u-oh my gosh." he dicho in shock as he stood gawking at you. “Do tu like it?" tu questioned, smoothing down the front of your dress nervously. “I, I amor it. tu look perfect." he smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Thank God. I was so worried you’d hate it." tu laughed. “I wouldn’t care if tu walked down that aisle in shorts and a raggedy tee shirt. All that matters is that it’s you. That’s all I need."
Zayn: “Well?" tu asked, walking out of the dressing room. Zayn broke out into a smile and stood up. “I adore it, darling." he said. “Really?" tu questioned, a little unsure of your bold choice. “Really. It shows off your baby bump perfectly." he replied, putting his hands on your 8 mes pregnant belly. “I think she likes it too, because she’s kicking up a storm!" he laughed with a boyish twinkle in his eye.
Liam: “I think this is the one!" tu squealed as tu stepped out of the dressing room. Your mom and friends all clapped and nodded with approval. As happy as tu were that they liked it, tu were más concerned with how Liam felt. “Liam, baby? What do tu think?" tu asked. “You look exactly how I imagined." he dicho with a tear rolling down his face.
Louis: “Knock, knock?" tu dicho softly, opening up the door to Louis dressing room. “What are tu doing? I’m not supposed to see you!" he said, covering his eyes. “Oh, Lou. I don’t care about any of that. I really needed to see you…" tu trailed off. “What’s that matter?" he questioned, standing up and meeting tu half way. “Are tu sure we’re ready?" tu whispered. “I asked myself the same thing a little while ago…" he said. “And?" tu asked. “And then I saw tu in that dress and every shed of doubt I had left my mind."
Harry: “Harry, come in here will you?" tu called to Harry from your bedroom. “What’s u-oh my gosh." he dicho in shock as he stood gawking at you. “Do tu like it?" tu questioned, smoothing down the front of your dress nervously. “I, I amor it. tu look perfect." he smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Thank God. I was so worried you’d hate it." tu laughed. “I wouldn’t care if tu walked down that aisle in shorts and a raggedy tee shirt. All that matters is that it’s you. That’s all I need."
Zayn: “Well?" tu asked, walking out of the dressing room. Zayn broke out into a smile and stood up. “I adore it, darling." he said. “Really?" tu questioned, a little unsure of your bold choice. “Really. It shows off your baby bump perfectly." he replied, putting his hands on your 8 mes pregnant belly. “I think she likes it too, because she’s kicking up a storm!" he laughed with a boyish twinkle in his eye.
