'Cause Now I Know It's All That I Wanted, chapter 19

Recap

So... I walked down the aisle...

End Recap

To the door of which I had to see Mike. The door was closed on me and almost hit me in the face. Dad started to laugh and I giggled. I listened to the pastor give out the names of the bridesmaids. Stella was the flower girl, she was so cute! Then, it was my turn.

I took one look at Mike and couldn't help but smile, he had the cape, why does he have the cape? I thought we agreed to not use the stupid cape!

Mike took one look at my face and smirked to say, What can I say? I wanted a cape. I sighed deeply as I walked down the actual aisle.

I got to Mike, and we traded glances and smiled.

"Who is giving this woman to this man?" the pastor asked.

"I am, Frank Edwin Wright the Third," my dad replied.

I smiled, my dad doesn't use his real name unless it's serious, which is like... never!

He looked at me, I turned to him, he lifted my veil and kissed my cheek. I bit my lip to keep from crying at my dad's face, he never cries, why should he cry now?

We each had our own vows, Mike went first.

"Well India, here we are, after ten months of dating, we're finally here. We went through many rough patches in our relationship but we made though it all, that's when I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Somehow you always make my day better, and even Hero accepts you. All I need to say is I love you and I know we're going to spend the rest of our lives together. But, I need to present something, or at least, someone to you before we are offically married."

I gave him a confused look as the doors suddenly came open as three people came in. I looked at them and instantly realized who they were. It was Lizzie, Logan, and Zack, all in their military uniforms. I felt the tears welling up with happiness, I thought I would never see them again. I looked at Mike and he smiled at me. I wanted to make out with him right there, but this was our wedding, so I couldn't really. It was my turn for the vows.

"Mike, we're here, and I couldn't be happier. We've went through rough spots, most of them were made by me." The people laughed at this and Mike chuckled.

"But we got through it all together. When you proposed, it was one of the happiest times of my life, if you didn't come into my life, I don't know where I would be. You've supported me in everything that I've done and you're always there for me. I love you Mike Dirnt and I know that we'll spend the rest of our lives, together and happy."

The pastor blessed us with oil, I wanted that, it seemed like a good idea, and he asked us the whole 'do you take him to be your husband or wife,' thing, we said I do.

"You may now kiss the bride," the pastor said finally. Mike smiled at me and leaned down and he kissed me softly. Everyone took pictures of us, and we broke apart.

"You may take your first steps as husband and wife," the pastor said. Mike and I held hands and walked down the aisle. We stopped by Lizzie and we hugged so tightly, that it made me choke for a minute.

For the past hour, we had to take pictures of me in my dress and all kinds of pictures. My favorite was when Mike put his cape around me and the caught it right in the middle.

After the pictures were done, Mike pulled me out the door to the dressing room.

"We're finally married," he smiled. He bent down for a kiss but I beat him to it. I combed my fingers through his hair and he teased my teeth open with his tongue. I broke away from him. Then I smacked his arm.

"What did we say about that cape!" I yelled playfully at him. He went red and I laughed.

"Ok, well I need to put on my gaucho pants, because I can't dance in dresses," I laughed.

"Floozy pants!" he yelled.

"They're gaucho!"

Mike had a weird thing where he called my gaucho pants, floozy pants, and he knew it got me mad.

"Ok, well get out of here, I need to change," I said while shoving him out. He didn't budge.

"Please Mike!?" I gave him the infamous puppy dog eyes.

"Fine," he sighed.
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