Forever

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Jasmine POV

As the line grew shorter and shorter, I became a wreck. I began sweating and breathing like crazy.

"Baby, just calm down. This is normal." Daddy told me.

"No. I don't wanna do this. Daddy tell them to stop the wedding." I said.

Daddy smiled. "You are a brat. But trust me, the minute you see Paul, you'll forget everything else. You look beautiful."

Daddy fixed my crown the connected to my veil. He smiled at me. Its my turn. He hooked his arm with mine and I squeezed the flowers, hopping that they won't fall. I took a deep breath, heard my cue and proceed down the aisle.

I heard soft sighs and gasp as I walked past a tree, coming into view. I saw Paul and nearly fainted. He was wearing a white tux with a silver tie. His hair was normal. He seemed miles away. And I literally mean far away. Daddy and I walked, my eyes on blondie, him trying not to break down.

I made it to him. Daddy kissed my cheek and put my hand in Paul's and went to sit down. I smiled at Paul and he smiled back. The priest signaled for everyone to sit.

We said our vows and I nearly punched the preist in his mouth for talking so slow. He gave Paul permission to kiss me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and dipped me as we lip locked. The crowd applaud and whooped. I smiled and Paul and me was declared husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Paul Walker.

We walked back towards the house, together as we were cheered at. Finally! I am no longer a Jackson. And you know what? I kind of miss it already. I looked at a red eyed Daddy. Either he was high or he has been crying. I'm thinking the second one.

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Our wedding was pretty decent. I'm lying. Our wedding was fucking awesome. Gah! Everything was in my hand. Just how I like it. After all, I am a princess. I never let Paul go except to dance with other people.

"Thank you." Paul told me as we sat together.

"For?" I looked at him.

"Not running off to another guy like a damn Mariah Carey video." He smiled.

I laughed. "You're such a dick."

"Speaking of which, why did I see a cake in the shape of a privacy in the fridge?" He asked.

"Because the theme of my bacholorette party was dicks so...we played pin the private on Paul." I touched his leg.

He jerked his head back. "So nasty."

"Excuse me!" I heard Vin say into the microphone.

Toast time! Gah! Me and Paul held hands as everyone sat at the tables.

"So, uh, the last few months, I've seen a huge change in Paul. Those blue eyes are always sparkling with joy. And honestly, I know that its because of Jasmine. She has opened up a whole new side of my friend and I wanna thank you for bringing happiness to him. Congratulations." Vin nodded and walked off.

Daddy was next. "It is hard sending your daughter off with another guy. Especially your oldest daughter. Uhm...but I know Paul is a great guy. I've seen the way he tries. Ya know? And as a dad I'm supposed to hate you but Paul, I like you. I really do. Congratulations both of you."

After mommy, more people went but I kind of stopped listening. Paul let go of my hand and went up.

"I honestly never really thought of marriage. But I of course was wrong. I love Jasmine. I knew I loved her the first night we were together-" Paul smiled and I grinned. "So here I am. Now married, what's next? A baby? A movie? It doesn't matter because I'm just happy to be in this moment with my new bride. Thank you Jasmine for agreeing to marry me and loving me. I will adore you forever. I promise."

I smiled and gave him a kiss when he came back to me. He leaned down to my ear.

"I'm gonna teach you how to drift before we leave to Mexico." He smiled.

"Okay, I guess." I shrugged. "Ugh, I'm ready to go."

"Me, too." Paul kissed my cheek. "Feels like forever."

"Perhaps forever could be our always." I teased him.

"Ugh. Don't ruin this." Paul laughed.

Things went by quick and soon, I was changed into my other dress, a blue past-the-knees dress with my back showing, and black pumps. As we walked towards the car, we were showered in rice. I groaned as I felt some get in my dress. Assholes.

We got in the car and after smiles and kisses blown, we drove off into forever.

-Sorry if this chapter is fast or whatever but I'm in a rush to see, Straight Outta Compton .

-ChunkyMonkey

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