Love Story / George Shelley Fanfic

Wedding

I still can't get over the fact this was all planned, he must have booked everyone's tickets while i was testing in the toilet. Let's just say it must have cost a fortune!

The beautician has done all my make up perfectly and my hair is down naturally and curly. I've slipped into my dress and i'm not going to lie it looks beautiful.

"You're gorgeous." Josh said behind me, i was in the room on my own.

"Er Josh what are you doing here? I-i don't get it?" I asked him confusingly.

"I have to be your dad for the day!" He laughed, i laughed back.

I didn't have a dad so obviously Josh was going to replace him for my big day.

"So do you know where we're going?" I asked him.

"No idea, but everyone's gone." He replied.

"Wait what? Everyone? Even the girls?" I asked.

"Yeah even the girls, so you might want to hurry up." He laughed.

"Ok dad lets go." I giggled.

We made our way outside with Josh holding my dress from the back so it didn't get dirty, everyone gave us such weird looks.. What's your problem? I'm getting married.

"That's our ride i think!" Josh pointed to the black old fashioned car with white ribbon tied at the front, it was beautiful. Without hesatation we stepped into the car, me first then Josh. And the car drove off to God knows where.

"J-Josh." I stuttered.

"Yes Lydia." He smiled.

"I'm scared, i need George." I replied.

"Don't be scared, you'll have him in a minute." He winked.

"Close your eyes." The driver said.

"M-me?" I asked.

"Yes quick!" He insisted so i did, what was happening? Josh just laughed putting his hands over my eyes so i didn't peak.

"Oh my God!" I heard Josh say.

"What is it?!" I asked.

"Shush you'll see in a sec." He said.

The car stopped and Josh put a blind fold over me, he got out and came to my side of the car, he took my hand and lead me out. I heard a few noises and claps. Josh started to take my blind fold off...

"Oh my God, it's b-b-beautif-ful." Was all i could get out, it was the Eiffel Tower reserved for just our wedding, it was decorated beautifully, everyone was sat right infront of the beautiful structure and the isle was in between leading right to bottom of the eiffel tower.

"Let's do this." Josh said. We clinged arms and made our way down the middle, everyone took pictures, and suprisingly there was music playing. I could see tourists taking photos too, i felt bad because we've took over the Eiffel Tower so they can't visit it. Oh well.

There he was. The man of my dreams, George. George Shelley. He looked like such a gentlemen, Josh let go of me and i quickly embraced George into a hug. His prescence was my happiness.

"Lets get married lydypoo, you look beautiful." George whispered into my ear.

"Don't look too bad yourself." I joked, whispering into his ear. We stood side by side as the Vicar proceeded his speech.

"This relationship stands for love, loyalty, honesty and trust, but most of all for friendship. Before they knew love, they were friends, and it was from this seed of friendship that is their destiny. Do not think that you can direct the course of love - for love, if it finds you worthy, shall direct you. Now for the exchanging of the Vows."

Me and George both turned to face eachother and gave eachother a massive satisfying smile.

"Do you George Paul Shelley take Lydia Louise Smith to be your wife - to live together after God's ordinance - in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and in joy, to cherish and continually bestow upon her your heart's deepest devotion, forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live?" The Vicar said.

"I will." George said confidentely.

"Do you Lydia Louise Smith take George Paul Shelley to be your husband - to live together after God's ordinance - in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and in joy, to cherish and continually bestow upon him your heart's deepest devotion, forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto him as long as you both shall live?" The Vicar said.

"I will." I smiled. I'm actually getting married.

Within a few seconds my little niece came over with two rings and gave them to me and George.

"What token of your love do you offer? Would you place the ring(s) in my hand?

May these ring(s) be blessed as the symbol of this affectionate unity. These two lives are now joined in one unbroken circle. Wherever they go - may they always return to one another. May these two find in each other the love for which all men and women year. May they grow in understanding and in compassion."

George gently put the ring onto my finger, it was beautiful. I did the same to him.

"I can now call you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."

I put my hands around his neck and he put his around my waist, we kissed passionately under the Eiffel Tower. This moment was so precious and special, I wonder what's going to happen now?

// hey guys! in the next chapter i'll do the rest of the wedding daaay :) if you have any ideas comment them! please vote.. Love you x //