Don’t know how long had really passed or how did it pass but the day arrived…
“I really need to pee.” I said when Nathalie put the veil on my head.
“You don’t, you are just nervous.”
“Yeah, I’m nervous but I need to pee for real.”
“Oh, shut up!”
“But I n—”
“You’re ready.” Bren told me handing me my beautiful bouquet with yellow roses.
“I’m no—” I tried to say but both of my friends pushed me out of the bride’s room and got themselves to their handsome husbands.
I was in the middle of the hall just watching the four of them walking down the aisle with their hands intertwined. And then I got to see my fiancé…
Nick was standing there waiting for me to walk to him; he was wearing a beige tuxedo with a yellow bow tie and handkerchief on the pocket. My bridesmaids were wearing a sweet short yellow dress and their little bouquets were made of yellow roses too. They actually looked so good with my favorite color on them.
My dress wasn’t exactly flashy (Yes, I was wearing a dress again), it had really cute folds on the top and a band on the waist with a ribbon bow the same color as Nick’s tuxedo. My shoes were heels and that couldn’t help my dumb steps.
“Ready?” My dad asked as he took me by the arm. I just nodded.
I was about to stopped breathing or throw up or maybe fall to the ground… I wasn’t nervous at all, I WAS FREAKING OUT!
My father was almost pushing me down the hall so I could walk by his side.
While I was trying to control my nerves and my feet, I was scanning everyone in the room but my future husband…
Everyone I wanted to be there was right by my side. Nick invited some of his friends and of course his whole family. Our parents were on the front seats, our brothers were right next to him and my friends waiting for me beside the altar.
The closer I was getting to my fiancé the less nervous I was. I began to felt really happy and with such joy that I was about to scream. My legs could respond and my heart was racing its beating with the rhythm of the wedding march.
Finally I got to Nick. My dad gave a sweet kiss in the forehead and Nick took my hand.
The ceremony began and I was just waiting for the time I had to speak, my brain was trying to remember the words and control my tongue but everything failed when I caught Nick’s eyes again.
Those beautiful sparkling perfect brown eyes were looking back at mine with such a sweet and tender feeling that I forgot where I was—
“Miss? Are you going to say your vows?” The preacher asked.
“Ah… Me? Oh, yeah… I” I took a deep breath and get stuck into his eyes. “Nicholas… You know, one of the most amazing things is having someone who we thought we never had a chance with, fall in love with us. I never thought I could actually get to you and less thought I would be here telling you how much I love you and how much I wish this moment would never end.” My voice began its rush as always. “I just want you to know that I will be whatever you need, I will love you forever and—”
“Relax.” He whispered with a smile. Nick’s beautiful smile.
I breathed in again.
“I want to be your best friend and your only choice since now and for the rest of our lives. I vow to love you every single day.” I finished biting my lip.
“Nicholas.” The preacher said. “Go ahead.”
“I don’t need you to promise me anything. You’ve already proved me that our love is the strongest thing in the world, it’s endless, and I’m right here because you’ve been the only one who has been there for me since the very first minute. I met you by chance… Or perhaps it was fate. You came into my life just at the right moment. I feel so blessed right now and so grateful that my freaking little brother wanted to go to Orlando that time because it brought me to you. You have been the only one who has made me wrote as many song as stars are in the sky. You were my number one fan since the very beginning and I promise I’ll never let you down as you have been doing it with me. T-te amo.”
I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. He kissed my hand.
We continued with the wedding thing and Nick’s dog brought us the silver rings—How original, huh?—. I wasn’t really paying attention to what the preacher was saying or what he was asking us for, I just remember both of us looking into each others’ eyes and saying ‘I do’.
“You might kiss the bride.” The man beside us finally said.
I put my hand on his shoulder and he took my waist between his arms giving me a passionate sweet kiss submerging me into the most lovely and real dream.