She's The One(Ariana/You)

The Big Day

Ariana's POV:

I am getting married today and the thought alone makes my heart race in the best way possible.

After years of being with people who I thought were the ones. After many relationships ending in heartbreak, whether on good or bad terms, I'd finally found the person I know I'm meant to be with for the rest of my life. And it's beyond surreal.

Y/n is everything and more than I ever thought I deserved or asked for. I could look at her and it'd be like seeing the entire universe all at once. When she looks at me, I can feel that that's how she views me too. Everything we've been through led us to this day and while we both have our worries about what's to come after today but we're gonna make it through whatever we go through.

"Ariana! If you don't get down here and eat you gon be walkin down the aisle on a empty stomach!"

I resist the urge to laugh at Victoria's shouting, then sit up and stretch. My hand runs over the empty space beside me. Two whole days without Y/n and then I only got to see her for a few hours before we were separated again.

As I get up and head to the bathroom to get clean for the day, I can't help but imagine what it'll be like when I walk down the aisle. I imagine how Y/n is going to look in her suit. I wonder how she'll react when she sees me in my dress.

I make sure I take care of everything I need to physically. Luckily, since we'd gone to the spa during my bachelorette party, I don't have to worry about shaving, from the waist down I'm hair free, even though I know Y/n doesn't care much about that kind of thing. Still I want to be as perfect physically as I can be for her and myself.

While I'm in the tub I do a face mask, then getting out I moisturize everything, making sure I'm not dry or too oily. I don't put any makeup on since I'll be getting that done at the venue in the dressing room. I do however touch up my hair. I decided for the day to wear my hair in it's natural form. Y/n loves my natural hair so much so, even though I'm definitely putting extensions in, I am leaving it curly.

Once I'm done, I pull on some biker shorts and one of Y/n's sweatshirts, then I head downstairs. My girls and siblings are in the kitchen, eating and drinking with light conversation in between. All of them look my way when I come in and I say good morning to them. The second after they say it back, they're asking how I'm feeling.

"I feel good." I shrug, leaning against the counter, then pouring myself a mimosa." A little nervous that I'm gonna trip while I'm walking or something but other than that I'm really excited." I tell them with a smile.

Samia snorts over the rim of her cup and we all look at her." What I just-" she laughs a little again," now I can't stop thinking about you tripping while you're walking." Everyone gasps quietly and I just laugh. I know I'm clumsy so if anyone were to trip going down the aisle it'd be me.

Victoria rolls her eyes, setting a plate down in front of me, then speaks." That's bold Sam. Girl nervous and you gon laugh at her."

"Right," Frankie agrees," now if she trips it's on you." His words start a small debate between the two over how it'd be Samia's fault if I fell. The whole time, me, Vic, and Court are laughing at them and eating.

Admittedly, their presence and bickering manages to make me feel less nervous. I know I'm really just distracted from it but it helps and I don't mind.

We finish up breakfast and then we get our stuff and leave out. No one wants me doing anything today, which I am not arguing, so instead of me driving Frankie does. We get into my truck and head to the venue, music playing as we chat.

I send occasional texts to the planner, just making sure everything is okay. Her thinking is along with everyone else's. She honestly tells me that everything is perfectly fine and running smoothly but if anything were to go wrong she wouldn't tell me unless absolutely necessary.