A month later...
I look over at Mia. I'm nervous. I haven't seen Justin in two days. My dad and brothers decided to take him on a short trip before our wedding and now it’s our wedding day and they aren't back yet.
"What happens if he's not back, Mia? What happens if it’s like that film where they lose the bachelor?" I asked, feeling my heart rate start to pick up. "Oh my god. I'm not going to get married!"
"Ellie calm down, they'll be here."
"And if they don't?" I asked, my eyes widening. "I'll be walking down the aisle to meet no guy!"
"He'll be here. We both know it."
I sat down on the bed in the hotel room and breathed out slowly. "He'll be here," I said quietly. "He will be here."
She sits next to me and rubs my back.
The door to the hotel opened and my grinning twin appeared. "Oh my god," I breathed, quickly getting up and punching Elliott's arm. "Why didn't you phone?" I demanded.
"Okay first of all, ow! That did hurt. And our phones were dead."
"I've been going crazy with worry!" I told him, shoving him. "I thought he wasn't going to turn up! I thought something happened to you guys! I thought... I thought-" he cut me off.
"I'm sorry, but I promise you we're all fine."
I breathed out slowly and looked down at my dress. "I really thought he wasn't going to turn up, Elliott," I whispered.
He hugs me. "Ellie, I wouldn't let that happen."
I squeezed him back before burying my face in his chest and trying to not cry.
"No ruining the make up!" Mia cried, quickly tugging me backwards. "No crying!"
I nod and try not to cry.
Mia stared at me with wide eyes until I giggled and bit my lip, feeling the tears slowly going away. "Great!" she grinned and pulled me forward. "Elliott, go see if everything is ready then we'll head down."
"Aye, aye," he muttered before leaving.
After a few minutes my dad comes to get me.
"My little girl," he said, resting his hands on my shoulders. I bit my lip and looked up at him. "Come on, let's get you downstairs. Otherwise your mother will never stop worrying."
He wraps his arm around me and we go downstairs together.
We stood outside and I could see Mia wink at me before going through the doors. I breathed out slowly and looked at my dad.
"I love you sweetie." He kisses my forehead.
"I love you, too, daddy," I told him, hugging him tightly before I looked over his shoulder and saw we had to go in.
He takes my arm and we walk towards Justin.
As we got closer, Justin turned to face me properly and his beautiful smile spread across his lips. I felt my heart pick up as my dad handed me over to Justin. "Hey," I whispered.
"Hi love," he murmurs, beaming.
Through the ceremony we kept our gazes on each other and barely looked away when it came to our vows. "I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest said. "You may kiss the bride."
Justin pulls me close and kisses me.
I tangled my fingers in his hair and tried to hold him close to me though I knew we had to pull away. "You look beautiful, by the way," he murmured against my lips.
