It was Saurday 1st June. Carla and Nicks wedding day. The best day of their lives. Carla, Michelle and Kate were staying in a hotel whereas Nick and David were kipping in Carla's flat.
"I feel sick" Carla whispered as Michelle painted her toenails in a pretty shade of ivory.
"Its only natural babe" Michelle said as she dipped the brush into the bottle to load the brush up.
"Im scared Michelle, what if it goes wrong again?" Carla muttered, tears starting to form.
"It wont okay, Nicks the best you've had so hold on to him" Michelle replied.
"You look beautiful babe" Michelle said as Carla walked in.
"You look absolutely stunning" Kate said as she placed her hand over her mouth. The wedding dress was beautiful, it naturally clung to Carla's best curves and had beautiful lace patterns all around the neck area. Carla's hair was down, in tight curls. Her makeup was done to perfection. Her face was glowing. She was glowing.
"What if she's not ready for this?" Nick asked, anxiously starting to bite his nails.
"Give over" David replied. "You're a great bloke, any women would be mental not to want to marry you, and she's carrying your kid" David added as he got a brush and started polishing his shoes.
"I am the luckiest man, or well I will be in an hour" Nick whispered.
"Are you ready mate?" David asked, as he stood up and put the shoe polish back in the cupboard.
"As ready as i will ever be" Nick replied, taking a deep breath.
"Lets go" David said as he quickly gathered his essentials and stuffed them into his suit jacket pocket.
As Carla walked down the aisle arm in arm with Roy, Nick was taken aback. She looked more beautiful than ever. He gazed at her as his heart skipped a beat, he was about to marry the most beautiful women in the world, a women he would soon be able to call his wife, a women that he was about to start a family with. Carla could see a sparkle in Nick's crystal blue eyes. The eyes that made her fall for him in the first place. As she walked down the aisle she quickly had a flashback of all her previous disastrous weddings. First Paul, the man who cheated on her with a slapper and then die just like that. And then there was Tony, a crazy Scottish bloke who was controlling and evil. Carla never truly loved Tony, after all he killed Liam, the man who Carla loved like there was no tomorrow, and then one day there wasn't. Finally there was Peter Barlow. The alcoholic who copped off with someone half Carla's age on their wedding night. But this time it was for keeps. She was marrying Nick Tilsley and she was also carrying his child.
"You may now kiss the bride" Vicar Billy announced. Slowly Nick pulled Carla in and kissed her. Kissed her with the everlasting passion he felt for her. As they turned around and walked hand in hand back down the aisle, confetti was thrown into their faces by Bethany.
"Congrats Uncle Nicky and Carla" She shouted, as she chucked some more into the air.
"You look beautiful" Nick whispered.
"You don't scrub up to bad yourself Tilsley" Carla laughed.
"Excuse me" Roy stated, he was trying to get the guests attention but he wasn't loud enough.
"HELLOOOO" Carla yelled. Instantly everyone had stopped talking and all eyes were on Carla.
"As you were Roy" She said as she sat down and gestured for Roy to start speaking.
"Thank you. So today has been very much a pleasure. I was very honoured to of been asked to give Carla away and i hope i did her proud. You are one of the most amazing people that i have met. I cherish our relationship very much. I wish both Carla and Nick all the happiness in the world because you deserve it and you will both make wonderful parents. Hayley would of loved to see this"
"To Hayley" Nick announced as he gestured his glass to make a toast.
"To Hayley" the guests echoed.
Thanks for reading! Sorry its quite short but i didn't want it to drag! Please vote and comment for more xx
