( MAKE SURE TO LISTEN TO THE SONG ABOVE!!)
It was 7:45 pm.
Lydia was set to walk down the aisle any second now. The current date was the 24th of September. Lydia always wanted her wedding to be in fall, she thought it would be romantic having the leaves in the ground be all different colours like golden yellow, brown, auburn. She always wanted it to be outside, in the cool crisp fresh air, and that's exactly what she got.
Stiles picked the date. He chose 24th because it was the number of his lucky lacrosse jersey. He believed it was lucky because he swears that one night when he was sent on, Lydia had finally noticed him. He caught the ball quite a few times but either dropped or was tackled to the floor. When all hope was lost, Stiles yet again caught the ball, this time everyone was shouting at him. "Shoot it!" He heard. It had come from someone who was beside his dad and Scott's mum. It was her, Lydia. He ran straight to the net and what do you know? He scored. He went to look at her to see her reaction, she had this look in her eyes, she looked proud. In that moment stiles knew, that she was the one for him.
Lydia chose to wear her hair in milkmaid braids. Simple? Yes. But Lydia was reminded of the day that stiles' father was taken. When the boy had suddenly drained all the colour out of his skin, his fingers were trembling. He was having a panic attack. She rushed him in to the boys locker room and sat him down. She tried to come up with ways too make him breathe regularly. When that failed, she could only think of one thing to do. She kissed him. Her stomach erupted with butterflies. She pulled back slowly. In that moment Lydia knew, that she was in love with the boy with tiny, beautiful moles, spread across his face and neck.
She walked down the patch of grass, known as their aisle, with her father. They stepped in toe with each other. Stiles had gasped, she looked even more beautiful than humanly possible. She thought the same back. Her father had led her right up to him and went to take his seat.
" I, Stiles Stilinski take you, Lydia Martin to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."
"I, Lydia Martin take you, Stiles Stilinski to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."
The pastor finished "You have declared your consent before the Church. May the Lord in his goodness strengthen your consent and fill you both with his blessings. What God has joined, men must not divide. Amen, you may now kiss your bride.
The kiss was one of their best yet, maybe it was because it was the first they shared as a new married couple.
Everyone clapped and cheered for the new married couple as they made there way down the aisle.
Stiles and Lydia began to cut the cake, miniature figures of the two sat on top. Of course Stiles paid extra to get a miniature model of his blue jeep up there as well. They both fed each other and laughed at how the cake got on both of their faces.
It was that time of the night that the newly couple had to do their first dance. They chose the cover song of 'falling in love by 21 pilots', it was one of stiles' favourite bands after all. As Lydia's head was resting on his shoulder they were taken back in time to their winter formal. Lydia was preoccupied thinking of ways to make Jackson take her back. Of course when Jackson had gone to London, Lydia had finally realised how silly she was to want to impress him.
Hours flew by and it was time for Lydia and Stiles to go to the airport and fly to Santorini in the Cyclades.
As they were walking out the guests stood up and made an archway, there they saw Scott,Kira,Malia,Isaac,Mama McCall,Mr and Mrs Martin and Papa Stilinski ,whom had tears in his eyes.
As they made there way through Lydia looked to her left, she saw a beautiful brown haired girl with a royal blue colour dress on. It was Allison. She mouthed "congratulations and an I love you" and disappeared. Lydia smiled and let tears flow from her eyes as she remembered her dear friend who was one of the first people to accept Lydia for who she truly was.
