In one week, three days and six hours I will marry Darby Rose in Brooklyn Bridge Park.

Four months ago Darby proposed on bended knee in a crowded pub in front of all our friends and family.

Darby is the woman I love, the woman who's not afraid to let everyone know exactly how much she loves me.                                  

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Three years ago I was in the biggest band in the world with four studio albums that all debuted at No. 1. on the Billboard music charts.

Two years before that I met my bandmates: Zayn, Niall, Liam and Louis.

I was in love then too, but that feels like a lifetime ago...

A/N: This story will alternate first person POVs Harry/Louis/Darby and alternate between past & present.

This story is complete but I'm going to post it in installments so I can edit as I go.

Please vote! And enjoy!