*part three of four*
It's been a little over a year since Chris proposed to you. As the wedding draws nearer, your anxiety grows. It's not that you don't want to marry Chris...you just want everything to run smoothly.
It's two days until the wedding. You and your bridal party are finishing up makeup ideas and picture ideas while Chris and his groomsmen are doing god knows what.
"Let's go party!" Your maid of honor says to the group. "Tonight is the bachelorette party, tomorrow is the rehearsal dinner, and then on Saturday, the most perfect wedding any of us will attend."
You let out a sigh that's a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "I can't believe I'm getting married in two days... This is all so surreal. It seems like yesterday I was just crushing on Chris from afar and now I'm going to be his wife. Chris Evans is going to be my husband. How has my life come to this?!"
"You have your father to thank for that," Elizabeth says. "I remember you were so angry at him for spilling your secret to Chris. And it ended up being one of the best things that could ever happen to you."
You smile, and do silently thank your father. It it weren't for him, you wouldn't be here. Not just in the sense of being born, but having the opportunity to know the casts of all the Marvel films he's been in. You hate that his time as Tony Stark has drawn to a close, but you know that the relationships that were made along the way will last forever. And you are totally grateful for that.
You and the bridal party all load up and head to your bachelorette party destination, ready to dance and drink the night away.
*****
It's finally time. Time for you to officially become Mrs. Evans. Your bridal party treated you to your favorite breakfast and mimosas to start the day off. The rest of the morning has been spent getting dressed and makeup done.
But before you know it, it's time for you to start walking down the aisle to your forever. You wrap your arm around your father's and take a deep breath.
"You ready?" your father asks.
You barely have time to answer before the doors wing open and reveal the crowd and your future husband standing at the end of the aisle.
You hold back tears while looking at Chris. You are so excited to finally become his wife.
You and Robert start walking down the aisle towards the altar.
When you reach your destination, Chris takes your hands and helps you get to your place in front of the minister.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of Chris and (y/n)," the minister starts to speak.
You look up at Chris, who can no longer hold back his tears. You reach up and wipe a few away before mouthing a quick "I love you" to him. You turn your attention back to the minister.
"Now, do we have the rings?" he asks.
You turn towards your maid of honor while Chris turns to his best man, his brother, Scott.
Instead of taking turns putting the rings on, the two of you wanted to do it together. It feels more intimate between you.
The two of you repeat the traditional vows, however, that the minister is guiding you with.
"And now...By the power vested in me by the state of Massachusetts, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Chris, you may kiss your bride."
Chris cups your cheeks and pulls you in for your first kiss as a married couple.
"I love you," he whispers before pulling away with a huge grin on his face.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and Mrs. Evans!" the minister says to the crowd.
Cheers and whistles can be heard from the crowd as you and Chris make your way to the back of the church. Once you reach the doors, Chris pulls you in for another kiss.
"I can't wait to spend forever with you..."
"And there's one more you'll have to spend forever with, too," you say with a giggle, laying your hand over your stomach.
y'all i'm trying so hard to get back into the habit of updating... and this shit is HARD
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