Timmy's POV...
The cake was white with red petals. The chairs were red, and the tables were white. The brides maid are wearing red dresses that stop at their knees. My tux was white, my bowtie red and my shoes are white with red laces. I waited at the alter while my soon to be wife walked down with her father. 'Here Comes the Bride' played as everyone stood up. I could see she'd been crying. We smile at each other. Minister says, "Who gives this bride to this Groom in marriage?" (Y/N)'s father says, "I do", then takes (Y/N)'s right hand and places it in my left hand, and retires to his place. The minister says "I ask you each now, to repeat the marriage vows." I clear my throat. "I, Timothee Chalamet take you, (Y/f/n) for my wedded wife, To love and cherish, For better or worse, for richer or poorer, In sickness and in health. From this day forward" I wipe a few of my tears away. (Y/N) did the same as she said her vows. We slide our rings onto each other's finger. "You shall now seal your vows with a kiss" the minister says as me and (Y/N) lean in then share a kiss. "Allow me to present Mr. and Mrs. Chalamet" everyone claps.
After the ceremony...
'Thinking out loud' by Ed Sheeran played. Me and (Y/N) started slowly dancing to the music. "I love you so much" she buried her face in my neck. "It feels like yesterday that I was begging you for your number" I giggle. "I was playing hard to get" she says as I dip her and she looks me deeply in the eyes. Goodness I just knew I loved her.
