My Everything | Damie

Chapter 5

Dakota's Pov;

My mother's backyard is huge. It's been adorned with lovely white wedding decorations. There's chairs set up for all our guests to sit in, and they're now being filled as I watch. There's a soft hint of music that can be heard coming from outside the house as I stand on the inside. Everywhere you look, all down the isle and covering the wedding arch my mother had set up at the end, are white roses. It must've cost a fortune to set this up, and although I said to keep it simple, I'm glad my mom went for the more extravagant side of simple. It's beautifully done, tasteful, and not at all over the top. It's perfect for Jamie and I. It's the wedding we deserve. "Coqui, it's almost time to walk out. You ready?" My dad asks, patting my back. I nod, eyes still glued to to the small crowd filling the seats outside through the glass doors. "Yep. Let's do this." I look to my dad, determination in my eyes. He opens the doors and all the people who weren't yet seated drop into a chair at once. I can just spot my mother up at the front. I grip my dads hand and walk down the isle slowly but surely. I can't hear the music. I can't hear anything over my own heartbeat. I was focusing on my feet to be sure I could walk perfectly without tripping, but the second I look up all that careful planning goes out the window. When I see Jamie standing at the end of the isle with his dad by his side I can't hold back any longer. I release my hold on my dad's hand and take off running down the isle. My heels slip off in the process, but I don't stop to even pick them up. I just run to him. I can feel his laughter as his arms wrap around me and I come to a stop. I'm breathless. Our little audience is laughing too and I feel a little guilty for breaking the rules of the wedding process. "Sorry!" I exclaim, throwing my hands up and looking at the rows of people watching me. I turn back to Jamie. "I just couldn't wait another second." I grab his face and hop up onto my tip toes to kiss him. The crowd bursts into more cheers and laughter than before at the sight of our kiss. "Oh god, I'm sorry!" I shout once I've pulled back. "I wasn't supposed to do that yet!" I bury my face in my hands, overcome by my own laughter and embarrassment. I'm a mess. My dad catches up and takes his seat next to my mom to give me space. He knows I'm ready to get this going, no time for tradition. I want the ring on my finger and my marriage official, and once I saw Jamie the dam of excitement built up in me just burst. There's no holding me back now. "It's okay." Jamie places a hand on each side of my face and holds me still. "Take a deep breath, We've got lines to recite." He whispers, in my ear only. I uncover my face with a laugh. I couldn't have asked for a better man to be marrying. I take my deep breath, gathering my bearings, then I turn to face the crowd again. I don't apologize again, I keep my mouth firmly closed this time. My dad gives me a reassuring thumbs up and I smile. "Okay, let's do this." We have an officiator here for a reason. I can't direct my own wedding. I'm in the wedding. That officiator is one of my best friends, Blake. Turns out he was certified to marry people a few years back and it actually came in handy today for me at least. I think he's only done one other wedding before and that was another of his friends, but I think he knows what he's doing. "Dakota, would you like to go first?" Jamie offers, knowing my answer will be yes. There's no way I'm going to be able to hold in my vows until after his. "Oh, gosh. Okay." I take a deep breath. "Jamie." I say his name clearly, concisely. "I love you. I know most vows are a bit more dramatic than this, but I really do love you. I love you so much I want to marry you. That's a lot. I love you for so many reasons, the list could go on forever. What I'm trying to say here is that you're my everything. You are everything I've ever needed wrapped up into one being, and somehow you feel the same way about me. I don't even know how that's possible, but somehow it is. You make the impossible possible. I promise to love you this much for the rest of our lives. You'll always be the only one for me." I say and the words are the truest I've ever spoken. He's the one, and the only one, for me. I won't ever be sure of anything else as much as I am about this man. "Your turn." I whisper, so he knows I'm done and he chuckles. "Dakota." He says my name and the way his accent touches it makes my nose crinkle in amusement. I know we're supposed to be serious, but I want to mock him so badly. "Dakota." He says it again, this time in an american accent. I can't help but to laugh. It's so silly hearing him speak in a voice that isn't his. "I love you. I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone aside from my own children. You're my second chance, not just in love, but in life. You're everything I never knew I was missing. You're the only woman who can ever make me feel this way. I promise my heart is yours from this moment on. I promise to always love you, to protect you, and to be your partner in all things for the rest of our lives." His accent returns as he speaks so I know it's real. He couldn't have rehearsed it. The lines we said today were entirely from the heart, not from a script. He slips the wedding ring on my finger and I do the same to him. Then we're given the okay to kiss, officially sealing our marriage to each other. We are now promised to each other in front of all our friends and family. Just like we always were meant to be.