A Summer to Remember

The Wedding

*3 months later*

Justin's pov: is it hot in here? I breathed heavily and looked down the aisle. There she is. Dressed in a beautiful white gown. My father guided yn down the aisle to the noise of the piano playing.

In the front row was my mother, my gorgeous baby girl, my grandparents, and my best bud, Ryan.

Everybody stood in the room, smiling at yn. How could anybody keep a straight face? She's beautiful. This wedding is beautiful.

Yn reached the stage and slowly made her way up the stairs. I gave her a hand and guided her up, right next to me.

She looked up to me with glimmering eyes. I want to kiss her so bad but I have to wait.

Her hands rested in mine. We didn't take our eyes off of each other. I felt a tear slip out of my eye and quickly wiped it away and placed my hand back in yns.

The priest said the usual. But I didn't listen. There's too much going on in my mind.

I am getting married to my best friend. The girl I've been best friends with since the day she was born. The first girl I really fell in love with. The girl I wrote my songs about. She is the girl for me an nobody could ever replace her.

"You may now kiss the bride."

We didn't waste a second. I leaned in and placed yn in my arms. I leaned her down and we kissed like we would never kiss again. Like it was the last time we would ever see each other. (Let's hope that doesn't happen.)

I pulled away and returned her to the ground. We interlocked fingers and ran down the aisle. Yn was grabbing the back of her dress so she wouldn't fall.

Outside the church was a huge white limo.

Me and yn hopped in and close the door behind us. All the other people got in their cars and we were off to our house for the after party.

"I love you Justin!" Yn said really excited.

"I love you too baby," I smiled. "I always will."