The Maid of little honor. (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter 61

*1 year later*

*Y/n's POV*

I felt rushed off my feet as I ran around finding my shoes and my makeup bag. "Y/n?" Nat says, "Did you just hear anything I said?" I pause and look up at her. "What? Sorry no, I can't find my -" I said only to be cut off by Nat. "Shoes and makeup bag, yes I know I have it," Nat said. "Oh perfect thanks mum," I said as I grabbed them and walked out the door. Today was the big day. The day I was getting married to the love of my life. Was I nervous? Yes. Was I terrified? Absolutely. But no amount of fear or nerves could cause me to regret it. 

We arrived at the venue and hurried into a room for me to get changed and ready. I hadn't seen Wanda all day and I missed her so much. I hate this superstition that you aren't supposed to see your bride on your wedding day.  I pushed the thought out of my mind. It was only a few hours until we were married. I sat in a chair and let the hair and makeup artists work their magic. I think back to the proposal. It was by far my favorite memory. Wanda took me on a walk up a hill that overlooked the city and we sat and watched the sunrise. We placed her phone down and videoed us in multiple different poses with the gorgeous background until she got down on one knee and said "Y/n, life has done everything in its power to pull us apart and we have been to hell and back together and I have a feeling we will have to do it more than once but I would do it a million and one times over if it meant I could even spend a small portion of my life with you. You are my world and you make me the happiest I have ever been. Please y/n, will you marry me and spend the rest of your life going to hell and back with me? There is no one else I would rather do it with." "Yes, Yes a million times yes!" I said excitedly as she picked me up and spun me around before placing me on the floor and kissing me passionately. "How does that look?" The makeup artist asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked in the mirror at the makeup I had on. It wasn't much but I loved it. "I love it thank you so much," I said with a smile.

After all the hair and makeup were complete, I put on my white dress which flowed to the floor. There were little delicate decorations on the dress which made it look elegant and glamorous yet simple.

I walked out of the room to be met by Nat. She stood and looked at me, her eyes tearing up as she audibly gasped. "Oh my god," She said, barely whispering. "Do I look ok? The dress doesn't make me look fat or-" I started. "Y/n," Nat cut me off, a tear escaping her eye, "You look gorgeous, literally stunning." I smiled at her as I tried to stop myself from crying as she hugged me tightly. 

*Wanda's POV*

I was ready. My hair and makeup were done. I had my dress on, mine being black while y/n's was white. That was the only thing I knew about her dress. I was so excited to see her. I knew she would look stunning as always.

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I stood behind the door ready to walk down the aisle. Given that neither I nor y/n was the groom we decided we would both walk down the aisle, me being first. Tony and Steve stood nervously on either side of me. They both meant so much to me, despite all they have done, they weren't bad people, they had just done bad things. But their hearts were always in the right place, so I made the decision that they would walk me down the aisle. The doors opened and we walked out as the crowd stood. I was so nervous I don't remember what happened until I was standing at the altar, waiting for y/n. The music changed and I looked up to see y/n walking down the aisle with Nat on one side of her. Y/n looked gorgeous. Her hair was elegant with little decorations in it and her white dress showed off her figure. I felt my cheeks heat up and my eyes tear up slightly at the sight. She reached me and it took me everything in my power to not kiss her right there and then as she held my hands and stood opposite me. We both said our vows until we could finally kiss. I had never felt so happy in my life.

*Y/N'S POV*

The doors opened to reveal Wanda standing at the altar. My jaw dropped to the floor. Her hair lay over her shoulders in little ringlets and her eyes were bright and solely focused on me. Her dress was black and complimented her body so well. We made eye contact and her cheeks turned red, causing my own to do the same. I stood opposite her at the altar as we went through the ceremony until I could finally kiss my gorgeous wife. It was incredible. The whole day was exactly how we planned it and I couldn't wait to see what the future holds for us both...

A/N: So guys that's the end of the story I hope you all enjoyed it! I had so much fun writing it (Even though it took me forever :) ) Would love to hear your feedback and keep your eyes out as I may have started another book that is to be released soon...