One and a half years later; Andria's P.O.V:
"You look stunning, honestly, Andria, you do," a very pregnant Emily smiled, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. I smiled back, and gazed at my reflection. I truly felt like a princess.
My white lace dress was classy, and it felt special because it had been my mothers. My hair was pulled back in a complicated up do, and my makeup was simple, compliments of Emily and Cass. I honestly couldn't feel any more beautiful.
"I can't believe you're getting married," Cass sighed. "Mom would be so proud."
I knew how much my mom would've wanted to be here for this. In a way, I felt like she was. Her presence had been with me all day. It felt strange; wearing her dress without her here, but it also made me feel closer to her. I knew my dad was here too. This morning, I had turned on the radio just as Here Comes the Sun By the Beatles started playing. That had been our song, and I chose to accept it as a sign.
"Oh my gosh!" Julia, another one of my bridesmaids, exclaimed, running into the small vestibule. "There are so many people here, Andria! You know Cara Delevingne!?"
"She made it?" I asked. Cara had been on a cover of vogue awhile back, and I instantly befriended her. She was an amazing person.
Julia stared at me, before shaking her head. "I'll go get Hannah and Becca."
I only had five bridesmaids, which I guess was a lot, but I know that some people have much more. Of course, Nash, Matt, and Hayes were all in the wedding too, as well as Johnson. Emily and Cass were co-maids of honor.
"Are we ready?" Tom asks, poking his head into the small room. I nod and smile. This is it.
Emily hands me my bouquet and grins, before walking out. As per tradition, the flower girl and ring bearer would start up the aisle first. Those were both of Jack's sister's children. Then the bridesmaids and groomsmen would process in, and then me.
Tom led me out the vestibule slowly, the up to where the aisle was. We were having a gorgeous outdoor wedding. It was May, a beautiful sunny day, and everything was blossoming and gorgeous.
"You look beautiful," Tom said softly. I grinned and kissed his cheek. I truly do love him; we had grown closer, and I consider him to be my father.
"Thank you," I smile softly. "For everything. You're the father I lost, and I can never express how thankful I am for that. I love you."
Tom smiles, tears brimming his eyes. "I love you even more, Alexandria."
I hug him, just as the wedding march begins. Everyone stands. They can't see me yet, but I can see them. In a few moments I'll come into view.
Left, right, pause. Left, right, pause. I follow the music, and before I know it, I'm walking down the aisle.
Jack's eyes meet mine, and his face breaks into a grin. He blinks multiple times, and I can tell he's holding back tears. I smile at him, and he licks his lips. I can't believe I'm marrying him. I'm really, actually marrying him.
By now I'm just steps away from the altar, where Tom deposits me happily, before going to sit down.
Jack grabs my hands and softly whispers. "You look beautiful."
Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony; which is an honourable estate, instituted of God, signifying unto us the mystical union that is between a woman and a man. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace," The priest began.
I looked to Jack and he raised his eyebrows. I could tell exactly what he was thinking: Yeah, okay, like anyone would try to stop this wedding.m
"We will now have the reciting of the vows."
I turn to Jack and recite my vows, the words I spent nights writing and reciting and rehearsing. Once I was finished, Jack swallowed and looked into my eyes. He pulled out a piece of paper, glancing over it slowly, before crumpling it up and shoving it in his pocket.
"Alexandria, from the moment I met you, I knew you were special. I know, everyone says that in their vows, but quite honestly, I doubt anyone means it the way I do. I was drawn to you, Alexandria, the way a moth is drawn to a flame. After speaking to you, even just for a few moments, I knew that not only did you have a beautiful exterior, but your heart was pure. I loved you instantly, and it didn't even feel like I was rushing anything. With you it felt right. So yes, Alexadria, I promise to love you everyday of my life, and everyday after that."
I wiped my eyes and smiled, as tears continued to fall. Fuck, I love him so much.
"Alexandria, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you take him for better for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
I grinned. "I do,"
"And Jack, do you take Alexandria to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you take her for better for worse, for rich for poor, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
Jack grinned at me, and looked at the priest. "I do."
"By the power invested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride,"
Jack grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, kissing me softly and elegantly. I pulled away and smiled, whispering a soft I love you, before walking down the aisle with my husband.
My husband for better for worse, for rich or poor, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.
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Hey guys! So I could do a few things here...-I can continue the fanfic, as Jack and Andria deal with the struggles of being a new married couple.
-Or I could end it, with just a few more chapters left. I was thinking I could get the fanfic to 50 chapters, then end?
Comment what you want me to do!!
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