Love Lasts Forever

a magical wedding day

My heart pounds in my chest as I stare at myself in the mirror. I'm finally wearing the dress of my dreams. It's long and white, flowing behind me like a river of silk. The lace is intricate, shimmering with rhinestones that catch the light. A gold belt cinches at my waist, more rhinestones glinting up at me. My veil is even longer than my dress, billowing behind me like a cloud.

"Harper, you look stunning," my maid of honor, Cecily, gushes. She's Charlie's twin sister and my best friend. My bridesmaids, Charlie's little sister Zoe, and my friends Michelle, Lilian, and Natalie, all nod in agreement.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. Today's the day I marry Charlie, the love of my life. We're only 18, but I know I want to spend forever with him.

The ceremony is a blur. I float down the aisle, my eyes locking with Charlie's. He looks so handsome in his tuxedo, his eyes shining with love. We exchange our vows, our rings, and a kiss as husband and wife.

The reception is a whirlwind of food, drink, and dancing. Charlie and I share our first dance as a married couple, swaying to the music in each other's arms.

After a few hours, Charlie takes my hand. "Time for our costume change," he whispers in my ear. We slip away to a private room, my heart pounding with excitement.

My second dress is even more stunning than the first. It's red and gold, the fabric shimmering under the lights. Charlie's eyes widen as I emerge from the bathroom. "Wow," he breathes.

I feel a sultry smile spread across my face. "Like it?" I ask, twirling for him. He nods, his eyes never leaving mine.

Without another word, I'm in his arms. We're kissing, our bodies pressed together. My hands are under his shirt, his are on my ass. I can feel his arousal pressing into me.

"Charlie," I moan, breaking away from his mouth. "I need you now."

He groans, lifting me into his arms. I wrap my legs around him as he presses me into the wall. Our mouths are fused together, our bodies moving as one.

It's quick and intense, our pleasure crashing over us. We're both panting as we come back down to earth.

"Wow," Charlie breathes, setting me back on my feet.

I giggle, fixing my dress. "I guess I couldn't wait."

He chuckles, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm not complaining."

We make our way back to the reception, holding hands. It's time for the bouquet toss. But I'm not going to throw it.

I scan the crowd, my eyes locking on Cecily. I make my way over to her, a smile on my face. "This one's for you," I tell her, pressing the bouquet into her hands.

"Turn around," I tell her, a secret smile on my face. Behind her stands Noah, her boyfriend, a ring box open in his hand.

"Cecily," he's saying, his voice trembling with emotion. "From the moment I met you, I knew you were special. Will you marry me?"

Tears are streaming down Cecily's face as she nods. "Yes, yes, a million times yes."

The crowd erupts into cheers and applause as Noah slides the ring onto her finger. I turn to Charlie, who's grinning at me.

"I guess we're not the only ones getting hitched today," he says, wrapping his arm around me.

I lean into him, feeling happier than I ever have. "Definitely not," I agree, tilting my head up for a kiss.

As we embrace, I know this is just the beginning of our happily ever after. I'm Harper Agreste now, and I couldn't be happier.