We Were Meant To Fly

Ch. 19- Wedding

~Eight Months Later~

“Erin, you ready?”

I nodded. Most of the time people are talking about how nervous they are. It’s just a walk down an aisle. I knew I trusted the person at the end with more than my life. I trusted him with every fiber of my being. I was elated. I was going to be walking to my future. I had been ignoring the tabloids and the ‘they’re-only-nineteen-are-they-really-ready-for-this’ looks. I was ready. I was in love.

Honestly, waiting for my que to walk was hard. Not running down the aisle was harder. Sure, for a few weeks there would be speculation as to why the bride walked herself down the aisle. I’d get to miss it all. Nathan had kept where we were going for the honeymoon a surprise. I had to pack with the specifications of ‘it’s going to be hot’. Great. We were going for a month. Not really sure how we had managed to get our managers to agree to those terms, but we did. I looked up as I reached the end of the aisle. Nathan was smiling so sweetly down at me. All of the guys were the groomsmen. My bridesmaids were my girlfriends. All in all, it was a fairly small wedding, but the paparazzi had somehow gotten in. I could care less. Just let it be known to all that Nathan is mine.

“Do you, Nathan Sykes, take Emma Cabot to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part.”

“I do.”

“And do you, Emma Cabot, take Nathan Sykes to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us part.”

“I do.”

“You may kiss the bride,” with that Nathan lifted my face to his and kissed me. I relished in the kiss. I began to melt and the next thing I knew was swept up bridal style and carried out of the church to the awaiting limo. We got into the car and I looked at him. He was so handsome in his suit. I had a change of clothes in the limo. I didn’t want to be partying in my wedding dress.

“Hey Nathan, can you get these top buttons. I won’t be able to get them myself.”

“Sure Em,” he said. He undid the first few and kissed my neck.

“Hey there, we’ll have plenty of time for that later,” I said with a mischievous grin.

“I do,” he said wiggling his eyebrows as I cracked up. I got out of the limo and ran to the bathroom. I changed, and then handed my dress to my mom who put it in her car. She was still crying.

“It’s okay mom. I’m a big girl.”

“I know, I just, you’re such a big girl,” she wrapped me in her arms, and I began crying as well. I have to say, the best part of the whole reception was probably the toasts. By the time we got to the boys, they were so far past the gone that they couldn’t even make sexual innuendos. They just came out and said it. I was bright red as Nathan chuckled. We were the only two not pissed. Even my mom had downed a lot at the open bar. She said it was because she was trying to forget that her baby was all grown up. At eight, Nathan and I made our escape.

“Now will you tell me where we’re going?”

“Well, you’d see at the airport- we’re going to Fiji,” he said, and my mouth dropped. I fell asleep on the plane, my head on his chest. This was going to be amazing.

A/n

I told you it would be short! Anyway, one chapter left. I think I'm going to cry. Tell me what you think, please! Thank you so much, for everything, and... I'll stop, sorry.

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