The Next Forever

Chapter Two

As we arrive at the venue, Hillary and I go inside while my mom gets the make-up out of the trunk. We have two hours to get everything ready. "We have two hours until you are Madame, not Mademoiselle." Says Hillary who has a craving for anything French.

You can do this. I think to myself.

I walk over to the cupboard to grab a wine glass. Pouring some of my favorite wine, I take a few deep breaths, hoping to soothe my stress. Unfortunately it didn't work, but then I remember why I poured some wine to begin with.

This wedding will be perfect just as I planned. Although, my whole life I've been told nothing is ever perfect but I like to think it is. I don't think I could've chosen a better place to get married. I've chosen the perfect location.

This beach is beautiful. There are pure white benches, a lace walkway, dangling bright lights, and a beautiful tall auning where Liam and I will say ''I do.'' Everything will go just as planned.

After another minute or so of thinking, I walk inside to find my mom. She sits me in a chair and does my make-up while Hillary does my hair. My mom and Hillary have been my own personal stylists since middle school. I never did my hair and make up before then.

After they finish, Hillary walks over to the closet and gets my dress. It's my dream dress. The bodice is strapless and has diamonds in the shape of a flower. The bottom is big and a cream colored. This wedding will be the beginning of forever.

Moments later, Hillary goes and gets her dress out of the closet. Hillary has been there for me since god knows when. We met in kindergarden. Once I met Liam, She questioned his every move towards me. She didn't trust him, and looking back, I can't blame her. Liam was very wild back then.

Forty-five minutes. I tell myself.

I walk over to my mom and begin panicking once again. ''Mom? I'm really nervous. What if I fall?''

''You won't fall. Hillary will be right there with you."

"That doesn't comfort me at all." I tell her. Hillary and I are always tripping and teasing each other.

"Hillary won't let you fall, not today."

I look over at my best friend and see that she's doing her make-up. She looks beautiful, she makes the dress look amazing. Although, all my bridesmaids dresses look the same, Hillary just pulls it off with elegance and grace.

Her and I grew up together, I don't have a single memory without her. We were always doing the craziest things and getting into trouble. We were each other's diary and vice. We could vent to each other and not have a worry that someone will hear.

I remember her last break up. It was terrible. Her and her ex-boyfriend- Sam- were hanging out. He had left his phone unlocked and on her bed when he went to the bathroom. He had received a text from some girl saying that "they should do it again sometime". As soon as Sam returned, Hillary threw his phone at him and kicked him out.

She then showed up at my house with tears streaming down her face. That night we watched cheesy movies and ate a lot of ice cream. I helped her get over him.

That was probably the worst thing that I could remember she went through.

As I walk over to her, I notice that she is humming our song. I bend down and hug her neck.

"That's our song!" I said, very happy.

"I know! I miss the 'little' us. The psychotic ten year olds who got into so much trouble."

"Hill, whoever said we stopped?"

We both laughed and sang the song together.

I tell Hilary to meet me at the door when it's time for the wedding. She nods so I walk away.

I walk outside and look at the scenery of my wedding. Everything is gorgeous. Everything is going just as planned. I have the perfect family, and the perfect soon to be husband. In a few minutes, I get to see Liam for our 'First Look' before the wedding. I bet he's as handsome as always. I can't believe it's been four and a half years since we met. It seems as if it was just yesterday. The years really have flown by. How could I be more greatful for the life I have? What's about to happen has been in my head since junior year and it's finally here.

Hillary then interups my thoughts. She tells me it's time for my First Look. I grab my shoes before rushing after her.

Hillary leads me into the woods where I see Liam standing in between two trees with his back facing me.

"Hillary! Wait. What am I supposed to do?"

"You walk up behind him and tap him on the shoulder. It shouldn't be hard."

"Okay. Wish me luck."

I slowly walk up to him. My heart rate increases. I tap him on the shoulder and he turns around.

"Oh my god...." He says with shock lacing his tone.

"What is it?"

"You look amazing, babe."

"Awe! As do you. You look really handsome."

I then realize his hands are around my waist once more. I slowly get closer to him. One hand on my waist and the other stroking my jawline. I start blushing so I burry my face in his arm to hide it.

"Don't hide it. It's cute."

He lifts up my chin and leans down. His soft lips land on mine. Although I wish this moment would last, we have limited time.

"How long do we have out here?" He asks.

"I'm not sure but we don't have long."

"Don't go yet. Stay a little longer." He says look straight into my eyes while leaning in for a kiss.

We spend the last minute kissing. He then grabs my hands, taking my attention off his lips and into his eyes.

"I'll see you soon." He says, kissing me on my forehead.

We then break from each other and walk back.

Five minutes. I tell myself.

Everyone is seated outside. It's just me and my bridesmaids waiting for the doors to open.

"Hill, you look very pretty." I say with a smile.

"Thank you, B"

"Hillary, can I tell you something? "

"Anything. What is it?"

"If you need anything, and I mean anything, I'll be here just as you are for me." I say, looking at her.

"Of course. When do y'all move into your house?" She asks.

"We move in after the honeymoon."

"Ohh okay." She says, looking down.

"But guess what? You can come visit me anytime. You don't even have to call."

"Thank you, Brooke. It means a lot."

"Anything for my best friend." I say, smiling.

We both lean in and hug each other tight.

I hear the music start to play. It's time.

'Okay Brooke, you can do this. Your going to go out there, and say I do. Remember, your life is just beginning.

There's no turning back now.