Rain makes love-
I led my new beautiful bride down the alter and to the large oak doors. Her cheeks were stained pink and her eyes dazed from all the flashes of the cameras that were going around. A crack of thunder sounded as I neared the doors that led to freedom. Even so, I didn't care where I was if I was there with her. The love of my life.
Rain started falling and a constant rhythm was created as the water splashed onto the roof of the chapel and the ground. Renee handed us an umbrella for the long ways to the limousine.
I looked down to the end of Bella wedding dress. If I let her walk, the dress would surely get ruined. If I carried her, she would definitely object. But if the rain ruined the dress, Alice would torture me to no end.
"Sorry, love, but this must be done," I whispered into her ear. She opened her mouth to ask why no doubt, but before she could, I lifted her up bridal style and proceeded to carry her out.
"Edward! Put me down! I can walk on my own," she protested.
"Love, you better open up that umbrella before the rains soaks that dress that Alice worked so hard getting," I told her. I could see her lips pulling into an adorable pout, but followed otherwise.
The walk to the limousine was long when you're walking in a human pace. I could've run at vampire speed if it weren't for our human guests lingering around. A strong gust of wind blew threw and tangled Bella's curls in her face as the umbrella swung wildly in her hands.
"Oh no," she exclaimed as the umbrella flew from her hands, getting her instantly soaked. I was surprised that Alice wasn't screaming at the top her lungs by now.
"Edward…" Bella whined and I had to chuckle at her adorable expression.
"What is it, love?" I asked her playfully.
"I don't like the rain," she sighed, snaking both her arms around my neck and laid her forehead against mine.
"Well, my dear Bella, I must disagree. I absolutely love the rain. It's really quite beautiful," I murmured as I placed a quick kiss on her lips.
"How can rain be beautiful? It makes everything wet and soggy," she complained.
"It's beautiful because you're in it," I explained to her and kissed her cheek as a lovely blush appeared.
Another on of my one-shots. I had this idea when I wasn't sleeping last night. It was either my isomnia that kept me awake or the coke. Anyway, I hope you like it, bye bye for now.