The Little Unexpected Things

We Are Solid

Bella's P.O.V

"I now declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

The whole place lights up with cheers as Emmett pulls Rosalie in by the waist and she throws her arms around him and share their first kiss as husband and wife. I clap, swallowing back the happy tears that try to spill for my brother and his bride. I never thought I'd live to see the sight. My brother, the ever playboy back in high school and the beginning of college, was trampled by this woman. Emmett wanted to have fun, he never expected Rosalie to crush his manwhore reputation. I can still remember the day he so stubbornly wouldn't admit he had fallen in love with Rosalie, only making it more than obvious.

After his little rant about not being able to think straight when he was with her, I smiled at him across the table and said, "You're in looooovveee."

He snapped at me and stormed back into his room, only to come back out a few seconds later and say, "okay, yes I am. So what!"

And here we are many years later, at their wedding.

My eyes drift from the happy couple to Edward, who stood on the other side of the altar, clapping for our friends but lost in thought. As if he could feel my eyes on him, he looked and lock eyes with me. A small smile spread through his lips, making me feel like I'm losing my breath. I take in a deep breath, feeling my heart hammer my chest. Is this what I want for my future with Edward?

I do...

Emmett and Rosalie begin walking down the altar, greeting their guests, high-fiving and pumping fist in a true Emmett and Rosalie fashion. We follow them out. I catch a glimpse of my parents with Edward's parents, both intrigued by the happy couple and Ella, who is a happy champ in Carlisle's arms. She's so beautiful in her little dress and bonnet I bought her when we ran into Jacob. I'm not gonna lie, I threw a few glances at the crowd throughout the ceremony, only to find that our parents had rotated turns on who got to hold her. It was quite hilarious. She seemed to be having fun jumping from lap to lap.

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The reception is beautiful. A real Great Gatsby style, just what Rosalie wanted. She always dreamed to throw her wedding in a true Roaring Twenties fashion and I'm not gonna lie, it surely fits her. The guests are dancing to the upbeat music, eating the delicious food and the alcohol is quickly going out of stock. I wish I could have a glass of wine but with nursing Ella, I don't want to risk it. I know I can pump, but I rather not until Ella is at least older.

Speaking of Ella, the little brat has not missed me yet. She has spent all evening being shown off by my parents or Edward's parents or even Edward himself. This is the first time people are meeting her in person and I'm happy she didn't get my shyness because she's loving the attention. I watch from the bar, with my glass of cold water in hand, as Uncle Harry bounces her on his lap, making funny faces and my parents stand, admiring my baby laughing.

"And so we meet again."

I look away from the sight to find a familiar set of blue eyes. I'm slightly taken aback by the man standing before me, only to remember him from Alice's wedding rehearsal dinner.

"Mike Newton?"

"Isabella Swan." He leans on the bar, flashing me a perfect set of white teeth with his million dollar smile. "I saw you from my table, it was almost like deja vu. Last time I saw you was exactly like this." He points at me up and down. "A beautiful woman sitting at a bar with a glass of water. I'm sorry, I must have missed your call."

Oh yeah... I flushed his card down the toilet immediately after.

"I'm sorry, I must have lost your card," I lie and fake being embarrassed, because I'm not. I flushed it down for a reason. "Are you friends with my brother as well?"