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Face the Music Louis Tomlinson 2:24 ───|──────2:48 ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

I can't keep my focus on the ceremony. It's beautiful for sure, and I'm close with the groom, but you're next to me. You look absolutely stunning in your pale teal bridesmaid dress. It hugs you in all the right places, but it isn't too tight. The flowers in your hair, vibrant and quite pretty, and your makeup is done gorgeously, with the touch of it definitely you doing it, that wasn't an insult by the way that's a good thing it just gives a touch of... you

My hand goes to your thigh, and your hand meets mine, making me smile a little wider than I was before. You look up and smile wider. You were already so happy, your best friend is getting married to a good guy, and you get to witness their special with me. That's what I like to think that you're thinking of anyway.

One day, I hope to propose. On a beach where it's warm, the sun setting in pinks and oranges and yellows and the sand under my feet - warm and soft sand. A family do, where everyone is there to see me showing you how much i love you. One day.

After the ceremony, I manage to grab your hand before you can walk off to go and congratulate your best friend. “What's up?” You ask me gently, walking into my arms without thinking, probably wondering why I'm stopping you from seeing your friends. I look you dead in the eyes and quietly start talking “You look gorgeous, you know that? I mean you always look stunning, but I just… I want you to know that and to know how much i love you and I want you to know that ill make sure it'll be us standing at the alter next” You smile again, wider and reply…