Neymar Imagines

10} Your wedding day

  *your pov*

it's my wedding day, and yes you're marrying the most wonderful guy alive: Neymar de silva santos.

I'm currently in a hotel room, getting primped and pampered for the big day. Alison and Aria ( best friends) both have lavender bridesmaid's dresses on, and yes they look beautiful.

Trying to stay calm, I ask the girls to turn on some subtle music. It's time that I should change into my gown, which means the wedding is about to start soon.

There is no way to explain my nerves. I mean, I've never felt like this before. I have butterflies in my stomach, and for the past hour my heart has been racing.

I smile to myself , because I know these nerves are just nerves of excitement; I'm aren't scared at all.

The thought of marrying Neymar brings a full-on grin to my face, and I know I want to spend the rest of my life by his side.
All of a sudden, there's a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" Alison gives you a puzzled look, then walks towards the door.

"Hanna and Emily!!" They reply in unison. (Other bf)

Alison lets them into the room, and all around everyone is smiling and laughing.

"Wow, Ali , you look wonderful," Emily tells her.

Hanna walks straight up to me. "Damn," she says. "Neymar is one lucky kid, look at you, (y/n) Stunning. Absolutely stunning." She takes your hand and kisses it, like princes do to princesses in the movies jokingly.

"Aww, thank you Han, but you look wonderful as well," I nod.

And yes, both of the girls look great. Everyone looks great.

Everyone is excited for me to make this lifetime commitment to the love of my life.

"Did Neymar say anything?" I wonder.

"Yes, yes he did," Hanna says with a cheeky grin. "But we are absolutely not going to tell you what it was that he told us." Emily winks at Alison, and whispers in her ear, and I have a vague feeling that Emily is telling her exactly what Neymar told her.

The wedding planner rushes by the open hotel room door.

"Is the bride ready? Everyone's waiting on you-- wow." The wedding planner's jaw drops as she looks at you in your dress. "(Y/n) , you look beautiful, just beautiful, one of the most beautiful brides I've seen" she says with a warm smile.

You blush at her flattery, smiling wide and thanking her.

"But (y/n)? It really is time to go. I don't mean to rush you, but Neymar is out there like a nervous wreck right now."

I nod, and walk towards the floor length mirror, since I haven't actually seen yourself in your gown today.
Even I'm stunned. "I look... beautiful," I tell yourself.

I radiate my beauty and confidence, something that Neymar is sure to love.
"All right (y/n) , are you ready?" Aria asks with a nervous smile.
I nod, as I can't help thinking about the man that's waiting for you at the end of the isle.

The girls lead me to the beginning of the isle, and as I peer through the windows, I can see everyone is seated.

As the music begins to play, Aria and Emily make their way to the altar. I look down at the floor, smiling.

When I take my first step, the room rises to their feet, everyone trying to get a glimpse of me in my gown.
And there he is. As if time has stopped completely. Neymar is at the end of the altar, his hands fidgeting in front of him. He looks so handsome.

He smiles at me warmly, full of love, the kind of smile you've only seen on him once before; when he asked you to marry him.

I inch closer and closer to him, causing my nerves to skyrocket. But still, they're excited nerves.
As i come to the altar, his hand reaches for mine. His palms are sweaty, but it's nice to know that he's nervous too.
I stand facing him, with hundreds of people watching.

The ceremony begins, and I feel tears streaming down my face already , although I wear a smile.
It comes time for the two of us to say our vows.

Neymar goes first.

"(y/n) my love, my life, my heart. There is no way to describe how I feel about you, but I'll try my best. You are a part of me. When you're gone, I long for you, and when you're here, I can't help but miss you more. You are my world. The thought of living without you-" he pauses to wipe tears from his eyes. "-is unbearable. And that is why we're here today. Because I vow to you to stay by your side for eternity. Wherever we go, I promise I will be there with you. I promise to love you and cherish you, and never let you forget about how important you are to me. (y/n) , I love you."

I'm doing your best not to cry , but there is too much emotion in the words that he has said.

"Neymar" I say weakly. "There isn't a minute that goes by that you aren't on my mind. The time that I have spent with you has created the best moments of my life. I promise to be everything you need. I promise to stay strong for you, and support you when you need it. I promise to love you and care for you, I promise to keep your heart safe. I will never let you forget what you mean to me Neymar , although I can never show you fully. You are my everything. I love you, ney." The words bring more tears to my eyes, and despite the traditions of not kissing during the ceremony until you have been officially married, Neymar pulls you in for a hug, and you hug him back. He leaves a kiss on your forehead, which brings you the strength to put a smile back on your face.

He nods at you, and you nod at him.
"I do," he assures you.
"I do," I promise.
"Ladies and Gentleman, can I please introduce, Mr. and Mrs santos."

He plants a soft kiss on my lips, and pulls me in for the best hug the two of us have ever shared together.

You are his forever.