What You Have To Give

15. Finale

The day of the wedding arrived, finally. I was staying at my parents', Tom at his. I woke up that morning and looked over at the wardrobe; on it was hanging the dress that Diana and I had chosen. My dad knocked on my door: "Are you awake yet still-Miss-Langdon-but-almost-Mrs-Hiddleston?"

"Good name," I said, and so my dad pulled my door open. "I made you breakfast," he was holding a tray with tea, orange juice and scrambled eggs. I looked over at him: "Thanks Dad." I hugged him tightly: "Love you."

It's the end of an era. That's what I'd heard. I held onto the hug longer than usual, and when I pulled back there were tears in my dad's eyes. "Oh Dad," I said, "Don't cry."

"I'm just so proud of you," he said earnestly. "I love you Kate."

"I love you too Dad."

I ate and he sat at the end of my bed as I told him how much I loved his food. He smiled proudly at me. I finished at my Mum did my make-up and hair and I changed. The wedding was at one. Soon enough, a car came and drove us to the church. By this time my hands were sweaty and my whole body was shaking. My mum was trying to talk me into calmness, but it wasn't working very well.

Mum slipped into the church, while my dad and bridesmaids (my friend and  stood outside with me. The music inside started. I was to walk in on the last couple of verses. Tom and I had chosen the song together, obviously. It was Somewhere in Neverland: our song. I smiled weakly at my Dad as I was still shaking. Dad hugged me: "You ready to go?" I nodded. I gripped onto my flowers tighter, my hand turning white. He took my arm and we walked in.

Tom was standing right at the front. His head flicked around as soon as I entered and he smiled at me quickly. I returned it, my hands stopping shaking slightly. I reached him and his best man as the song ended and he whispered to me: "Hello my beautiful."

"Always 'my'. Forever now," I whispered back. Tom and I stood and took the vows. The vows that forever bound us. Then the rings. I've never seen Tom so happy, his eyes so lit up.

"Mr and Mrs Hiddleston!" Tom's best man shouted. Tom and I entered the reception hall, holding hands. We were instantly offered champagne, but Tom looked at me quickly. "One second, sorry," he said, pulling me around to face him. "Mrs Hiddleston."

He bent to kiss me, pulling me up to his level. Only briefly though, and then the whoop started so Tom let me down. "To be continued," he said only so I could hear, thanking the champagne server as he took two glasses, handing one to me.

The rest of the day was incredible. We sat and ate, and made speeches (my dad embarrassed me way too much for what should be allowed by I didn't care at all). Tom and I cut the cake, danced (he was a very good dancer) and then sat in a corner of the big hall together. He cuddled into me and we shared a piece of cake.

"Those cake crumbs need kissing off," he remarked to me. I smiled: "OK Tom." He bent his head to mine again, because no-one was looking in our direction: it was only us. He held the kiss for much longer than to kiss off some cake crumbs, but I didn't mind. I'd never mind.

I loved him so much.

A/N

SO THAT'S IT. I might want to write a continuation of this, but I doubt it. Sorry this chapter was so short. Was it OK?

Next fic will be called 'Six Feet Under The Stars' and will be about Oakley from 'Unrelated'. That's all. Enjoy yourselves. *hiddles hugs*

Loads of love, HiddlesLover1 xx