GUYS ITS MARCH 16, SO HERE'S THE IMAGINE FOR THE DANGEROUS FINAL PART; WEDDINGGGGGG
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"I'm so nervous." Millie frantically whispers to Lilia, as she brushes Millie's short hair. Millie felt her stomach twisting into tight knots, and her fingers automatically reach for her necklace.
"Don't be, Mills. You two love each other, so much. You guys are perfect for each other. You'll do great out there." Lilia reassures her, tying Millie's hair into an elegant bun.
"But what if I trip on my dress? Or screw up my vows? Or he doesn't want to marry me?" Lilia grabs Millie's hand to end her babbling.
"You will do great, and trust me, Finn will never regret asking you to marry him. He loves you so much Mills." She adds the final pin in her best friend's hair.
"O-Okay." Millie sighs, pulling her hands away from her necklace.
Today was the day she would marry the love of her life, Finn Wolfhard. He had proposed to her after his near death due to the explosion within his old company building. He was hurt, and had faced a near death situation, but he was quick to propose, wanting- no, needing- to spend the rest of his life with her, not matter how long it may be.
Millie glances at her phone, and gasps when she notices that the ceremony is starting in 15 minutes. Lilia notices the time, and turns Millie around in her chair.
"Hey, you will do great. Just don't look at the others if it calms you down." Millie nods, biting her bright red lip.
She stands up slowly, smoothing out her dress, and takes a look at herself in the full length mirror.
Her hair was pulled into a beautifully elegant bun, lightly curled, thanks to Lilia. Her makeup was light, but her lips were a bright red, contrasting her pale skin. Her gold necklace rested upon her neck, the cold metal slightly relaxing her, reminding her of the day Finn bought her the necklace. She wore a white mermaid styled dress, the dress hugged her curves, and gave her space at the bottom to avoid stepping on her dress. She smiles lightly; she had to admit that she looked beautiful.
A knock on the door makes Millie turn her gaze away from the mirror. Her father's head pops in, and he instantly smiles at his daughter.
"You look gorgeous, Millie." He compliments, and Millie looks twice at him before noticing tears in his eyes.
She walks over to him, and hugs him tightly. "Don't cry, dad." She whispers, as her wraps is arms around her.
"I'm not I just have something in my eye." He mumbles, earning a laugh from Millie.
He pulls away slowly, and quickly wipes his eyes. "You ready?" He asks, holding out his arm, and Millie grins.
He leads her to the large hallway, as the door in front of them remains shut. Millie fiddles with her free hand, as her breathing slips into a slightly shaky manner.
Think about Finn. You're marrying him! She reminds herself, trying to ease away the nerves.
Suddenly, her mind is forced back to focus as she hears the organ begin playing 'Here Comes The Bride'.
The doors slowly open, and Millie is greeted with a large church filled with the people of her family on the left side, and what she assumes s Finn's family on the right side. Her father begins leading her to the altar in the front of the church, and her eyes rest upon Finn.
His hair was still curly as ever, but had a more mature look to it. He was standing slightly anxiously, with his hands twitching a bit. He wore a sharp black suit, paired with black pants, shoes, tie, and a white undershirt. A pink flower was tucked neatly into his suit pocket.
