The Angel of Death [Kaylor fanfiction]

Chapter 24 - Mrs. Swift-Kloss - Part 2

Selena knocked on the door, "Karlie, we're ready when you are."

I looked in the mirror one last time and took a deep breath, "I'm ready."

I opened the door, she gave me a hug and I followed her downstairs. Best Man Austin, bridesmaids and groomsmen were ready, waiting to enter the courtyard. Lorde brought her boyfriend James, Lena with Jack, Gigi with Cody and Martha paired with Derek, my fashion world buddy. Flower girl and Ring Bearer were Lily's daughter and Jaime's son. I will follow them to the altar and wait for Taylor to walk down the aisle with her father.

The girls were in awe when they saw me in my strapless A-line silvery white silk with crystal-embroidered columns Oscar de la Renta gown.

"Girl, you look stunning!" Lena said it out loud, everyone laughed and I have a big smile on my face. "Thank you!"

"My sister is so lucky." Austin smiled with a big grin.

It's 5 pm but the sun is still bright. From the glass door, I can see all the guests waiting for us. The majority of them were Taylor's family, members of her tour band, her backup singers and very close friends like Lily and Jaime. Only a handful of them were my friends like model pals Joan Smalls and Constance Jablonski. Cara and Jourdan will attend the reception later. Seating was not as traditional since I an orphan, it's something the old man arranged for me; so the right-hand side of the altar was filled with our friends and the left side with her family, just to look even.

Just as I expected, helicopters were above the house shooting photos and videos. I'm sure TMZ will broadcast the wedding very soon. We have our own team of photographers and cameramen to film the event.

The courtyard floor is concrete but the decoration team had transformed the entire ground with moss runner. They've made a wedding arch covered with different colors of lilies and silk cloths at the altar entrance. A white lace aisle runner in the center separated the two sides of seating. At the end of the altar, they've built a garden gazebo, decorated with lilies and silk cloths, just like the entrance. Down the slope, by the pool, they've set up huge party tents with tables and chairs for the reception party. The pastor stood in the gazebo waiting for us. Some time ago I wouldn't even dare to go near him and now he is going to give the blessing to my marriage.

The wedding planner gave the live band a cue that we were ready, music started to play. Andrea stood and all guests followed when wedding party walked out to the courtyard. I followed them and greeted by smiling guests. Taylor escorted by her father came out from the left side of the house when I walked to the gazebo, standing on the right side of the pastor. Slowly they entered the altar, Taylor looked breathtaking in a tailored made soft white backless lace Princess scoop neck with lace overlay and appliqués gown with matching veil. My heart pounded as they walked closer to me. Taylor's father Scott put her hand to mine and lifted her veil and said to me, "Take good care of my precious." He then gave Taylor a kiss and walked to where Andrea is, who was wiping tears from her eyes. Taylor was smiling brightly to me; we held hands facing the pastor who gave an opening prayer and readings; we declared our consent to be married and it's time to exchange our vows.

Austin handed me the ring. I held Taylor's left hand with it, looked into her ocean blue eyes, "I, Karlie Elizabeth Kloss take you, Taylor Alison Swift to be my wife. I promise to always be your biggest fan and to laugh with you, cry with you, learn with you and grow with you. I offer myself completely to you, promise to be faithful until death parts us." I placed the ring on her fourth finger.

Taylor's eyes begin to cloud. Selena handed her the ring and she held my left hand, "I, Taylor Alison Swift take you, Karlie Elizabeth Kloss to be my wife. As your friend, companion, and partner, giving the best that I can to fulfill our lives together. In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do we part." She placed the ring on my fourth finger.

"You may now exchange a kiss." The pastor said and we waited no time to kiss. Family and friends applauded and cheered when we exit the altar and greeted us with lots of hugs and kisses. Guests were at the poolside reception area when we took photos. The bridesmaids and we were no strangers to cameras; it didn't take long to complete the shoot. Taylor and I were inseparable at the reception. The sun began to set; we all went back inside the house to change for evening dresses. When we were finally alone in our bedroom, I grabbed Taylor by the waist and gave her a passionate long kiss, neither one of us wants it to end but someone knocked on the door, "Girls, the makeup team is here." We did touch ups and joined the party at the pool.

Cara and Jourdan came after we sent the pastor home. Food, wine, music, everything was fabulous, it was a magical night. Taylor posted a photo of us on Instagram to inform the world we got married. The party winds down by 3 am with many empty wine bottles; guests left, the crew began the cleanup. Taylor's parents already went back inside the house. I was sitting by the pool with the half drunk Taylor on my lap chatting with the girls.

"When are you guys leaving again?" The half sober Selena asked.

"Tomorrow night," I replied

"Where are you going?" The half-drunk Lena asked

I smiled, "Top secret."

"You mean Taylor doesn't know?" Lena looked at the half-asleep Taylor.

Taylor just shook her head in an adorable way and cupped my face to kiss me, "Nope, she won't tell me."

"She will find out in 2 days," I said and held Taylor tighter before she falls off from my lap.

"2 days? Are you going to New Zealand?" Lorde asked with her eyes wide opened.

"Nope." The girls kept guessing the destination but I just smiled. Taylor already fell asleep and with the girls' help, we got her to bed. I thanked them and by the time I was ready for bed it was 5 in the morning.

Dibbles was up wandering around the bedroom. I had to whisper to her, "Mommy is sleeping, don't wake her up." before she settles down to her bed again.

I got to bed, turned to my side to face Taylor and caressed her face with my fingers ever so lightly. I kissed her forehead and wrapped my arm around her, "Sweet dreams my lovely wife."