A Million Pieces

Megan's POV:
It was finally here. The best day of my life. My wedding day. But, where is harry? "Harry?" I yelled. "Harry? Where are you?" "I'm right here love." Seconds later, I saw harry walk into the room. He was already in his tux. "Need some help?" I asked, glancing at his undone bow tie. "Would you?" I reached toward his neck and tied the bow. "Thanks." "Anytime." I said with a giggle. "Harry I have to finish getting ready." "No you don't." "You wanna marry a girl who looks like this?" I glanced over at the mirror and saw a girl in a robe and her hair wrapped up in a towel. "I would marry you no matter what you look like. Your beautiful every second of every day." "Have I ever mentioned how much I love you harry?" "Every day." Harry leaned in, kissed me, and disappeared out of the door. But once he had left, I realized something, strange. Harry's face, after he kissed me, was just, different. Somewhat, sad. I wonder what was wrong. Anyway, I needed to get ready. The reception started in an hour. Savannah would be here any minute to help me get ready. I took my hair out of the towel and sat down. A couple minutes later, savannah came up behind me and ran her fingers through my wet tangly hair. "What am I gonna do with this blond mop?" She said with a laugh. "Hey big sis." "I still can't believe your getting married before me baby sis." "Get over it savannah, any man would be lucky to have you." "Thanks Megan." "No problem. Now help me get ready." Savannah pulled out a hair dryer and dried my hair. 20 minutes later, my hair was in a beautiful curly up-do with diamond and pearl barrettes. "Thank you. It looks amazing." "Yeah I know it does." We both giggled for a while. I slid my robe off and pulled my dress up. "Now you look beautiful." I smiled at her and we both walked out of the room.

"I'm sorry this can't be mom and dad." She said as we were about to walk down the aisle. "It's ok savannah. I it had to be somebody, I'm glad it's you. I just can't believe I'm actually about to get married." "Believe it Megan. It's actually happening."

Savannah's POV: As I walked Megan down the aisle, I realized I had forgotten my corsage. "I have to go back and get my corsage." I whispered. "Ok." She whispered back. After I walked her up to the alter I walked back to get my wristlet. "I have to hurry. The reception starts in less than a minute." I said to myself. At that moment, I saw a man running out of the front doors of the church. "Harry?!" I screamed. The man turned around and looked me in the eyes. It was harry. "I'm sorry. I can't do this." I could see the years in his eyes begin to form. But then he was just, gone. "How in the world am I supposed to tell Megan?"

Notes

Sorry it's so boring........ I didn't know how to start the story.