Chapter Forty Two

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I WILL TRY TO MAKE THIS THE LAST TIME SKIP FOR A WHILE. sorry...

Luke's POV

June 21, 2015

Today was the day. Mum planned out our wedding and had everything set up in the woods where I took Becca in a date that one time, and I am really nervous. I don't know why, though, it's just a natural instinct to feel nervous. According to Ashton, at least. Mike was the best man, Kristen, Harmony, Lily, and Jules are bridesmaids.

I hate the tradition that the groom isn't allowed to see the bride until the ceremony begins. Really, it sucks badly. Super badly, because I am dying right now and I need to see Becca.

"Calm down, Luke," Calum says. "You'll do great, and what's the worst that can happen?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe she won't say 'I do'?" I say, pacing back and forth. Ben, Jack, and Ashton start cracking up, so I shoot daggers at them with a glare. "What's so funny?"

"You seriously think she'd won't marry you?" Ash asks. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but that doesn't change the level of nervousness I am currently encountering.

Regardless, when it's time for me to go out, I take a deep breath and go. People lightly clap, and a ton of people walk up before the best part; The bride.

Mike claps my shoulder as Becca walks out with my dad. Well what do you expect? Her parents died over the last few months, and she's fairly close to mine.

The sight of Becca in that gleaming white dress makes my knees give in, she's beautiful. I stay standing though, grinning at the amazing, strong, beautiful, funny woman walking slowly towards me.

When she steps in front of me, I see how shaky she is from excitement. The priest recites the beloved words and it takes a lifetime with his boring, robotic voice, but I bite my lip when he nears the end of it.

"Do you, Mr. Luke Hemmings, take Rebecca James to be your wife?" (Pretend he said all the other stuff they have to say, I don't know what they say at weddings lol) He says.

"I do," I smile. Becca grins as the priest says the same thing to her.

"I do," she says.

"You may kiss the bride." With that, I dip my head down and press my lips softly to hers, lingering for a few seconds. The crowd beside us applauds, as well as the bridesmaids, groomsmen, and best man.

"Congratulations!" I hear many people shout. I grin and thank each one of them, so does Becca. Everyone stands up and starts socializing or dancing, so I grab Becca's hand and lead her over to my parents.

"I'm so happy for you!" Mum says, hugging Becca and I. I chuckle and kiss her cheek.

"Thank you," Bec smiles, then grabs my hand. I intertwine our fingers just as someone walks up to the front, it's Calum. Probably going to give a speech.

Everyone turns to face him and he says, "I just wanted to say, I met Becca around the time that she and Luke first met, a year ago. She was a shy girl who didn't have much confidence, never spoke much unless she really knew the person she was talking to, and now I see why Luke is so good for her. He changed her, built up her confidence and everything she is today. They fell in love, and I could've sworn the sun shone brighter when they got together," Calum smiles, earning a huge applause. I cheer for him and he winks at us, walking forward and kissing Bec's forehead. Next up is Jack, who has a similar speech, and finally Lily.

Once the clapping dials down, everyone starts dancing. I grab Becca's shoulder and waist, swaying to the slow music.

"I love you," Becca says.

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