Ella's P.O.V
We made our first step.
Jack and I sit in the dressing room of the club, young little me amazed with all the money I had made. "I know I suggested this but you really don't need to do it" Jack says, not looking up from the stack he is counting. "Why? I'm actually starting to enjoy it." I shrug. "Well- I could give you everything you need" He glances up barely. "Aw, Jack, you big bread winner" I joke and softly lean on his shoulder. "I'm serious, Ella" He finally makes eye contact. "I'd love to accept but I couldn't let you do that, I'd feel useless" I don't break eye contact. "I just want to be the one to provide for you" He smiles a little at his own sappiness and starts to lean in.
Half way down the aisle.
Jack and I enter the small art studio. A lady automatically starts saying comands at us in French. I tell her we're just here for a free-draw session and she waves us off to another room. The room has amazing drawings and painting pinned all around and all the supplies on the linging back counter. "We should draw eachother" Jack smiles excitedly. "You're gonna make me look gross" I chuckle and pick out some paints and a canvas. "Then it'd be accurate" He said with a smirk. "Fine, fine. Let's go" I squint sarcastically at him and we both set up, getting to work. After awhile of silence I whisper "I'm drawing you like one of my French girls" And Jack snorts so loud it scares me and the paint I was using goes flying onto him, right across from me.
"That's how were doing this now" He says darkly, picking up his tube of paint. "Jack, no!" I squeal as he splatters it onto me. The real fight begins as we chase eachother with paint, flinging it everywhere. He catches up to me, smearing some black paint on my cheek. "Fuck we made a mess" I look around, laughing. "I think we both know what we must do" He chuckles and steps closer, pulling me into a kiss. Soon the lady from earlier runs in on us making out and yells "Mon art! ma chamb! partir!" and in a fir starts throwing rags from her pocket at us. We run out quickly, hand in hand.
My aunt hugs me, leaving me as I walk up to Jack.
I roll over in bed, Jack busy on his lap top. "Jack, baby, the weddings in two weeks. Isn't that crazy?" I say sleepily. He closes his laptop after a moment and says "I can't wait to have a family" a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. "We don't have to be married to start a family" I say, head in the pillow. "I would've started a family with you the day we met. I'm so thankful I met you. You changed everything" He watched me intently. I open my eyes and say "We can start a family right now" with a little laugh. "Don't tempt me" He chuckles and leans down to me, kissing my forehead, and going back to his work. "Goodnight future husband" I mumble and close my eyes again.
I step up, taking Jack's hand. He has ters in his eyes and the biggest smile on his face. "We're doing it. You see this shit? This is it" I whisper to him, happily, which makes him chuckle. I hand Tasha my flowers and see for just a moment the water works streaming down her face. The officiator begans the ceremony as everyone sits down.
Finally, the officiant says "Please read you vows". "Ladies first" Jack smiles and I clear my throat. "I know I'm supposed to write something down or- you know, but honestly I've known what I would say at our wedding since our first kiss when I was 18" I smile, looking Jack in the eyes. "I knew right then I didn't want to end that kiss ever. I didn't know that three years later we would have been through hell and back just to be here. But I wouldn't trade the time I've spent with you for the world. The weird thing is, Jack, you really are my world. I wake up every morning next to you and happiest I've ever been. I go to sleep every night next to you, even happier because I'm so lucky. I'm so so lucky to have you. I love you- fuck," I feel the tears start to rise and blink rapidly, making every one laugh. Jack wipes his eyes and squeezes me hand in comfort. "You make everyday worth it, you make everything so much better. And I know you'll always be there, because on top of being the love of my life, you're my best friend" I choke up and wipe my tears quickly.
"That was really cheesy baby" He whispers and chuckles. "Fuck off" I whisper back and smile. "First off, wow I'm marrying the prettiest girl in the world" Jack waves a hand up and down to signify to everyone what hes talking about. I giggle and roll my eyes. "And second, I'm also marrying the weirdest, smartest, most sarcastic, most amazing girl I'll ever meet. I know you know all that though. If someone told me I'd be getting married today three years ago I would've laughed, but now I can't imagine being anywhere else. Jesus, Ella, just looking at you makes me weak. But on top of all that you make me a better person. You make me someone I want to be and every time I look at you I know you'll say some weird shit and make me laugh even on my worst days because you're also the funniest girl I've ever met. Thank you, so much, for making me the happiest man in the universe. And making me the type of man you surprisingly agreed to marry" Jack smiles and I've probably already ruined my makeup.
I smile as Alex steps up with the rings, a proud grin on his little face. "Jack, please repeat after me" The officiant says. "I, Jack Gilinsky, take you, Ella, to be my wife. With this ring, I promise to love, honor and respect you till death do us part" Jack repeats, sliding the ring onto my finger. "Ella, please repeat after me" he says once more. "I, Ella Emiston, take you, Jack, to be my husband. With this ring, I promise to love, honor, and respect you till death do us part" I say joyfully, putting his ring on his finger. "You may now kiss the bride!" The officiant fianlly says and Jack pulls me in by my waist, making me laugh. He dips me just a bit and kisses me passionately. "Wow are we in a movie or what" I gasp as we pull away, applause errupting.
(( FUCK ME THE FUCK UP I LOVE A GOOD CHEESY WEDDING )))
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50 Shades Without You
Fanfic"Right then. Right then I should've known" - sequal to 50 Shades Of Gilinsky