A Fighting Chance (Tom Holland AU) [2]

Forty-Four

"For the first time, Mr. Thomas Stanley and Mrs. Grace Nicole Holland-Chance!" As Tom and I walked into our reception excitedly, we were met with an excited cheer. I chuckled as I pressed my lips to Tom's gently. 

"May I have a dance?" He smiled as we pulled away, and I nodded.

"Let me put my bouquet down." I grinned, heading to our sweetheart table and placing my bouquet in the vase we had on the table specifically for it. I made my way back to the dance floor, getting into position.

As per usual, as soon as the music started, I shut the world out and focused on our choreography. Tom and I were the only ones in the room in my eyes, and as we traversed the floor for our first dance, I could see his eyes sparkle with passion. As the music ended, he pressed his lips to mine and I could hear everyone cheering excitedly. When we pulled away, he smiled widely. "I love you." His voice was a soft whisper so only I could hear it.

"I love you more," I whispered softly. "Promise me one thing?"

"Of course."

"Promise me we will get to eat our wedding dinner tonight. My parents didn't when they got married, and I don't want that to happen to us." He chuckled softly, and I smiled.

"I promise we will get to eat our wedding dinner tonight." I smiled widely. "But we should thank everyone for coming before it comes."

"Of course." After our dances with our parents, Tom and I walked hand in hand over to our Marvel family.

"Congratulations, you losers." Robert smiled, pulling the two of us into a tight hug.

"Thank you, Robert." I smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you all for coming, so much. It means the world that you're here to celebrate with us."

"We wouldn't miss it for the world, Reg." Paul smiled, and I pulled him into a tight hug. "That dance was beautiful, as always. You two are both amazing choreographers."

"Thank you, Crap Bag." I grinned softly.

"Frank Jr. Jr. looked absolutely adorable, as always." I rolled my eyes at that, and Tom chuckled.

"Thank you guys so much." After a brief conversation, they pushed us to go see our other guests before dinner started.

I made my way to what I called the "Tri Pi Table," a place where a lot of my sorority sisters were sitting, excluding Ali and Beth, who were sitting with the rest of the bridal party (and Ryan, as Beth's date). I hugged them all excitedly, giving an extra tight hug to Lesley. "Thank you so much for coming, beeg."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, leetle. Nice tiara, by the way." I smiled at her as she grinned, knowing she recognized it. 

"I love you." I grinned, and Tom smiled as my sisters and I chatted away. After a while, they told us to make our way over to our families.

As we walked around our families and briefly chatted, I smiled as we reached my mother's older sister. "Tom, there are some family members I'd like to introduce you to. This is my aunt Marie and my uncle Mike."

"It's lovely to meet you." Tom smiled as he hugged my aunt and shook my uncle's hand.

"As to you, Tom. Grace, sweetie, you look beautiful. He'd be so happy to see you today." I smiled sadly at my aunt, and I could see the lightbulb go off in Tom's head from the corner of my eye. 

"Grace has told me so much about your son, all wonderful things." My aunt smiled at him, and he wrapped an arm around me gently. 

"He was with us last night, you know." I smiled and nodded as my aunt took my hands, smiling widely. "He really loves you, sweetie."

"I love him too." I blinked a bit, trying to get the tears I could feel forming away. I loved Chris so much, and I could still get emotional at the thought of him sometimes. She smiled sadly, pulling me into a hug.

"You know as well as I do that he'd tell you to stop crying." I chuckled and nodded, and the employees of the Tower started bringing dinner over. "Go enjoy the rest of your wedding, you two." We nodded and smiled, making our way to the sweetheart table after briefly stopping by our bridal party to chat and discuss the toasts.

As the two of us sat on the loveseat at the table, Tom pulled me close. We grabbed our champagne flutes as Ali stood and tapped her glass for her maid of honor toast.

Much like a majority of wedding toasts, both Ali and Harrison spoke about some of our misfortunes through life, and I could tell Ali was trying to get back for every time a drunk Ali story made me laugh.

After the toasts were finished and dinner started, I leaned my head on Tom gently as we ate. "I fucking love you, baby."

"I love you more, darling." He grinned, pressing a kiss to my forehead as he grabbed my fork. "Wanna get some practice for our cake-feeding?"

"Okay. But please don't shove anything in my face." He chuckled as he nodded, getting some food on the fork and feeding it to me. "Robert was right. We really are losers."

"Well, then, you're my favorite loser."

"You're my favorite loser too." I chuckled, and he smiled as he pressed a kiss to my cheek.

As we ate dinner, I let my eyes scan the reception hall. Our parents were both fawning over Annabelle, and it brought a smile to my face. I was so happy to see them embrace being grandparents. "She's so adorable, and they're all so happy." Tom smiled, and I nodded softly.

"I love it." I then glanced over to our bridal party's table, where Ali and Zendaya were as clearly as in love as ever. Ali looked up at me, and I smiled softly. I blew her a kiss, and she smiled as she returned the gesture. She looked around the room and, having noticed that everyone was pretty much finished their meal, she pressed a kiss to Zendaya's cheek before standing and going over to the DJ. "Here we go." I gestured to what she was doing before looking up at Tom, and he smiled widely.

"Here we go indeed."

Their first dance is up top. Let's just pretend that it's the two of them, okay?

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