Life's Better When You Gotta Bassist In It // L.A. Guns •Kelly Nickels•

Everythings Falling Into Place

After my shower, I went to Sherry's room and she was already getting my dress ready. "We'll do your hair and makeup first, then the dress. I'm just making sure nothings wrong with it. I nodded and sat down at her vanity.

2 hours away from the wedding.

(Kelly's POV)

Today was the day. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, I was scared shitless. Scared shitless of the possibility that Erin could leave me at the alter alone, or that she gets cold feet half way through.

Erin doesn't seem like the type of person to do that, but when you're getting married, it feels like everything that could go wrong runs through your mind.

"Kelly, did you write your vowels?" Mick asked as I put on my tux. "Can I be honest with you?" I asked Mick. He nodded. "This is weird. Not Erin and I, but I'm getting married, which in all honesty I didn't think this would happen to me. I've never really worn a tux before either." I told him.

"That just means you'd do anything for Erin." He said. I nodded. "I did write my vowels. They may be shit, but at least they exist." I said he nodded.

We went to the the church and waited for the guests and Erin to arrive. We weren't allowed to see each other at all yesterday, and I hated it, but I know when I see her walk down the isle, I'll fall in love with her all over again, fuck I did that anyway every time I woke up and saw her, but today was different, she'd soon be my wife.

Not the girl from the bar with a curfew or no drinking policy, not the roommate I found in the paper, not the girl who went out with two of my friends, or the girl who would come home with bruises all over her face, acting as if it was normal, but the girl who had caught my eye when I wasn't even looking.

The love of my goddamn life. And I hate that it took her crashing my bike and getting hit by a car for me to realize that, but fucking hell, I couldn't live without her and I couldn't fucking lose her.

Erin means everything to me, and I don't want to know what life would be like without her.

(End of Kelly's POV)

"Erin, you're like really fucking beautiful." Sherry said. I looked in the mirror. I never did wear a lot of makeup. Just eyeliner and mascara. But I gave Sherry credit, I did look good. I got up and put my shoes on.

Sherry grabbed my dress and we went to the Church. 1 hour to go until Kelly and I say I do.

Sherry and I were in a room that they used for Sunday School, she was helping me get my dress on and my veil. After she was done she looked at me. "Kelly better cry when he sees you because Jesus Christ, you look so pretty." She said. I smiled.

There was a knock at the door and it opened. It was Kelly's mom. "Oh my goodness, you really are beautiful, Erin." She said smiling. "Thank you." I said as I returned the smile. Sherry stepped out to make sure the guys were ready and that the guests were all ready with there flower petals.

"I came to give you something." She said. I looked at her confused. "Kelly told me how you didn't have the best life growing up and I thought you'd need this for your wedding." She said as she pulled out a blue velvet box. She opened it and it was a necklace, it was beautiful. It was a circle of small diamonds, with a larger blue one in the middle. 

"It's something, blue, borrowed, and old." I wore it at my wedding and I thought you'd take the gesture well." She smiled. I hugged her and tired not to cry. She's like the mother I always wanted. "Thank you." I said and she nodded and helped me put it on.

She then left and Sherry returned with Phil. It was starting. Phil and I watched as the guests threw the petals and then as the guys and Sherry walked down the isle. Phil looped his arm around mine. "Are you ready Erin?" He asked.