Three days after the bachelor party at the clubhouse, Allie stood at the very back of the studio's production floor, which had been turned into a Gatsby-esque dance hall, complete with everything Dan's little heart had ever desired for his wedding. She gripped Dan's hand, noting that it was just a tiny bit sweaty, as he shifted anxiously from side to side next to her in his trim black suit and skinny white tie.
As the strains of Lady Gaga's version of "Your Song" hummed from the speakers on the production floor, the rest of the bridal party took their place in front of them, just as Dan peeked out from around the long white curtain that separated them from the rest of the floor, and where the wedding was about to take place.
"Oh my God, there are so many people," Dan muttered and then fanned himself underneath his armpits. "Is it just me, or is it really hot in here all of a sudden?"
"It's a little warm in here," Allie agreed helpfully, gripping his hand a little tighter to pull him along.
Lyla turned around from her place in line and wrapped her arms around Dan, whispering something in his ear, and then it was her turn to step around the curtain and make her way down the aisle with her cute little baby bump, leaving just Dan and Allie standing behind the curtain all on their own.
Dan swallowed hard, his eyes flitting shut for just a moment. "I wish my parents were here."
"I know, Daniel," she nodded, squeezing his hand again for support. "But I'm here. And I'll always be here."
His dark eyes were swimming as he glanced down at their intertwined hands. "And you're all the family I'll ever need."
Tears pricked her eyes then, but she quickly batted them down. She still had the whole ceremony to get through, and if she messed up Dan's meticulously-applied makeup, he just might take that bouquet in his hand and beat her over the head with it.
He'd been so keyed up this morning, so fluttering around with nerves, that he'd nearly made them late for the ceremony with his overbearing need to make sure everyone's makeup was on point. For Allie, he'd chosen a delicate smokey eye with just a little bit of glitter, mainly because he'd figured out pretty quickly that Jax had liked the makeup he'd done for her at the bachelor party. And because he'd just needed something to do with his hands, and something to keep him preoccupied until the ceremony, he'd done the makeup for the rest of the bridal party too.
He'd also taken great care in choosing both of their outfits - a black bespoke suit for him, and a satin black suit for her, with fitted pencil pants and a matching suit jacket that was cut just right so that all she needed was a black bra underneath it.
Just then, one of the actors poked his head around the curtain, signalling to them that it was their turn to walk down the aisle, and Allie pushed down the little butterflies scampering around in her stomach. She'd rehearsed about a thousand times and basically had the whole thing memorized, so all she had to do now was deliver it without a hitch. Easy.
"Alright," she nodded to him. "I think it's time, huh?"
Dan just blew out a deep breath in response as he shifted again from side to side.
"Hey," Allie smiled. "I love you."
That seemed to break through most of Dan's anxiety, and a grin slipped across his handsome face as he squeezed her hand. "I love you too."
She gestured with her head to the curtain, and then led him around it just as the crowd in front of them rose to its feet. With Dan on her left, clutching his bouquet, she nodded to him again with a happy, reassuring smile, taking in this moment for her best friend. Everyone in this room was here just for him, and for Adrian, and she didn't want him to miss a second of it.
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