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*6 Years Later*
'Mummy?' Margot asks.
'Yes darling?' I fold away her dress and sit by her bed.
'What was your wedding with daddy like?'
'Well...'
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(The rest of this chapter will be the wedding from the actually day).
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14th of February 2016. My wedding.
I look in the mirror at my dress.
'You look lovely darling.' Mum smiles and brushes a strand of hair out of my face.
'Thanks.' I breath. I'm nervous. Not to marry Joe, that was the best decision of my life. I'm nervous about walking down the aisles my own, doing the whole thing in front of everyone. Originally, Alexa and I planned for her to walk me down: we were going to do it for each other's wedding but she couldn't make it.
'You'll be fine, don't you worry.' she smiles and taps my chin. 'Lift your head up dear, you're getting married.'
I gulp. Married. Today. Wow.
'Can I see the blushing bride?' A voice from behind asks.
I turn.
'ALEXA?' I squeal.
'AAAAGH!' We scream, I nearly rip my dress from jumping up and down with joy.
'I thought you couldn't come!' I say breathlessly, after the squealing and hugging.
'I managed to get tickets from a friend who works with British Airways.' She explains.
'Where's Caspar?' I ask.
'Downstairs I think. Well, he's here too.' Alexa laughs.
There's a few seconds silence.
'I'll leave you two girls alone.' My mum winks and walks downstairs.
'So, how are you?' Alexa asks seriously.
I swallow. 'Great.' I lie.
'You're not getting cold feet are you?'
'God no! This is the most definite decision of my life.'
Apart from the walking on my own.
'Well, I can be there to take you down now so no need to worry.' Alexa says, as if she can read my mind.
I smile and nod.
'Ladies? Time to go.' My mothers head pops round the door.
'I'm so going to cry.' Alexa laughs, rubbing beneath her eye carefully with one finger.
'Don't, otherwise I will too.' I laugh.
'Aw I love you Em-Bem.'
'You too Lexy Poo.'
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'Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Joe Sugg and Emma Matthews.' The vicar, a friend of my mothers, begins.
I'm already crying. Joe's expression as I walked down the isle melted my heart. It was a mixture of love, admiration and awe. I was amazed how he could believe any of those but that really did being on the tears. His eyes are watering whereas I'm full on streaming.
'Okay repeat after me: I, Joseph Graham Sugg, take thee, Emma Madelynn Ava Graham Matthews, to be my lawfully wedded wife, 'til death do us part.'
'I, Joseph Graham Sugg, take thee, Emma Madelynn Ava Graham Matthews, to be my lawfully wedded wife, 'til death do us part.' Joes voice cracks and I smile at him. A tear slips down his cheek, I wipe it away with my thumb and there's a ripple of 'awes' throughout the crowd. My face goes red and Joe strokes my hand with his thumb soothingly.
'You may now kiss the bride.'
Joe leans in slowly and kisses me softly. The crowd start clapping and I can hear photos being taken.
Suddenly, Joe whips me off my feet bridal style and walks me back down the aisle. I laugh and Joe laughs too. A photo flash here and a photos flash there. The professional photographer right at the end of the aisle.
'You're so beautiful.' Joe whispers in my ear.
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'May I have this dance?' Joe asks, offering me his hand.
'You may.' I smirk, letting him lead me to the dance floor.
It's a slow dance, Joe puts his hand around my waist and holds my hand, drawing me close.
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'Now watch me whip, now watch me nae nae.'
Everyone is dancing and clapping along to Joe and Caspar. This song started playing and immediately Alexa and I went 'ayye', grabbing a chair because we do it a special way. We had our go, now it's Joe and Caspar's.
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'Bridal suite Madame.' Joe opens the door with a flourish and I gasp.
It has a plush white carpet. A big four poster bed with white drapes and white bedding, red rose petals are strewn across the duvet. There was a TV on the wall and bookshelves either side.
A bay window looks out onto the Perth beaches, the golden sand and navy waves look so picturesque with the sun setting on the horizon, I get the urge to take a photo.
A double door is in the corner which I assume is the bathroom.
I open it up. I assumed wrong. The lights turn on as soon as the doors are open to reveal an all wooden walk-in-wardrobe. The lights that turned on are small, circular ones in the floor.
'Joe this is amazing!' I say, taken aback.
'You haven't even seen the best bit yet.' He smirks.
'Better than a walk-in-wardrobe? It must be pretty damn good then.' I tease.
'Oh it is.' Joe says, taking my hand and leading me to another set of double doors revealing a bathroom with cream tiles. A deep, white bath is in the corner and a shower is next to it.
'Watch this.' Joe says.
He flips a few switches and the room is plunged into darkness. Apart from the shower. There are six circular lights - this time in the ceiling - that change colour.
'Holy shit.' I breath.
He flips another few switches and a stone water-fall, all the way down one wall, begins running.
'This is awesome Joe.' I say.
'There's more.' Joe says animatedly.
'Dear god.' I laugh.
He presses a button and the blinds that were down, go up to reveal French Windows.
Leading me forward, Joe opens a door to the balcony.
Joe then stops and takes both my hands in his.
'I will never stop loving you Emma. I'm so ready to spend forever with you.' He says softly.
'I swear my eyes will have no tears left after today.' I sniff. 'But yes, I think I can say the same.' I say smiling.
Joe cups my face with his hands and kisses me properly.
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'And then mummy fell asleep the happiest woman in the world.' I finish, looking over at Margot. She's fast asleep, thumb in mouth and bronze hair spilled over the pillow. I smile, kissing her forehead.
'Goodnight Margot.' I whisper.

A/N: GUESS WHO'S BACK, BACK AGAIN? Me. Hi.
I decided to scrap every other book and continue with this because - as sad as it is - I've become very attached to #Emoe
(Joe and Emma) and it's also kinda cool because Emoe is like emo and that's me. Anyway, I'm sorry I've kept changing up all the stuff but I just find it so much easier to write about Emma's life than Ava's, it flows more. Hope you enjoy this chapter. It brought tears just writing it because I could see everything so clearly, it was crazy.

- Mia <3

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