A/N: New story! Continuation of How Will I survive Without You. Hope this one does as well as the last one! Told in varied perspectives. Mostly S/E.
Elena:
I felt the sun streaming in through the windows, disrupting my sleep. I stirred in bed, waiting for sleep to reach me again, knowing that if I opened my eyes, I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. I felt a shift in position at the other side of the bed, and I decided to peek out of my eye to find Stefan staring at me interestingly.
"Mmmm, what are you doing?" I asked, groggy from sleep. I pulled the sheets over my face, and felt his leg graze my side. I felt a shiver sent up my spine, and decided I was way past going back to sleep. I popped my head out from under the covers, and flipped over onto Stefan.
"Good morning love" He said, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. He pulled away too soon, and I pressed my lips to his, placing my hands on his chest. He soon was on top of me, planting butterfly kisses all over my body. I giggled when he nipped my ear, and I turned over to hide under the covers again.
"Hiding now, are we?" He asked playfully. I giggled some more, playing footsie with him under the sheets. He then kicked the covers off the bed, and held me tight in his arms.
"I think I'm taking you with me to Vegas" He said, speaking of his bachelor party Matt and Tyler were throwing him tonight. He has been dreading it since they surprised him with the idea a few weeks ago, threatening to go vampire on them.
"Why would I need a bachelor party if I am completely ready to give up being single? I could not think of anything more amazing than being married and committed to you for eternity. Bachelor parties are for lame guys who think getting married is giving up having a life. For me, you are my life. No party necessary" he said, nestling his face in my hair. I stroked his perfectly carved back and tried to come up with something that matched his speech that made tears fall from my eyes.
"Stefan, you have to go because once you are married to me, you will have no more chances to look at other pretty girls. I am giving you a pass to have fun with your friends, as long as you don't forget about me to become a black jack dealer". I joked, knowing that Stefan living a life in Vegas was impossible to even think about.
" I promise you Elena Gilbert, that while I am in Vegas, I will try to have a good time. But, you might as well know that every girl in the entire world is ugly compared to you, as corny as it sounds". He admitted, knowing I would call him cornball. He told me all this mushy love stuff everyday, and our friends renamed us Mr. and Mrs. Cornball. Because we mostly doted at eachother 24/7.
"Alright Mr. Salvatore. Now, I need to go shower to get ready to get my final fitting for my wedding dress. Would you care to join me?" I offered, not wanting to have to wait till the wedding night to sleep in the same bed as him again.
"The pleasure is all mine Ms. Gilbert" He said, playing along with my theme. He undressed me head to toe, and followed me into the shower where we stayed until all the hot water was gone. The wedding was in three days, and I realized that being Ms. Gilbert was not going to be missed.
Caroline:
"Matt, I'm going over to Bonnie and Jeremy's house to pick Elena up for her dress fitting, I will be home at five!" I called up the stairs. Matt was in our room watching football no doubt, being a Sunday. I was about ready to open the door when I felt his warm breath on my neck.
"Are you sure you want to leave without this?" He asked, forcing me to turn around. His eyes looked extra blue today, and he kissed me passionately as I opened the door.
"I love you. Call me later" I added while trying to escape his grasp on my hips.
"I love you too Car, talk to you soon" He yelled out the door as I was climbing into my car. I felt butterflies in my stomach, and still smelled the sweet aroma is breath left lingering in my head. I drove out of the driveway of our small town house, and waved out the window. I then remembered where I was going, and felt a cloud of jealousy spread over me. Matt and I have been going strong for almost two years now, and we aren't getting any younger! I am NOT waiting past my 24th birthday to have an engagement ring on my finger. Everything was worked out in my head, with us getting married at 25, having kids at 27, and starting our perfect life together. I was inching closer and closer to 24 every day, and Matt hasn't even spoken of getting engaged yet. Stefan always told Elena that they were going to be the cutest married couple, even when they were 17. They are now planning the perfect wedding, with the extravagant service, and amazing party, complete with a love that will never, ever die. Matt and I are limited, unless he agrees to let me change him.. I am 17 forever, just like Elena and Stefan, but at least they have eachother forever. Matt is now 23, and if I don't change him soon, it might be too late for us to have a chance at normal life. I drove up to the new apartment that Bonnie and Jeremy share, since Bonnie's last house, Damon's house, was now not an option seeming as she dumped him for Jeremy, her true soul mate. Although I think Damon is a complete dick, Bonnie and Damon were good together, and the whole sister in law thing has me weirded out. Plus, Damon is WAY hotter than Elena's little brother. I don't know goes through Bonnie's head a lot of the time. I locked the car, and went up to the door, and heard Elena call my name behind me. I turned around to hug her, and saw that she was completely glowing. Her and Stefan must have just had amazing sex. Lucky bitch. Bonnie opened the door, and instead of inviting us in, just grabbed her keys and told us to follow her to the dress shop. Elena agreed, and I found myself back in the car thinking about Matt. Maybe I could have Stefan talk to him. I couldn't have Tyler do it since we were engaged at one point. Freshman year in college, before Matt and I got together, Tyler asked me to marry him, and I quickly agreed before putting all my feelings for Matt into account. After about three weeks, I started getting cold feet, and then Matt flew into town to see me, and I realized how in love I still was with him. I broke Tylers heart, and I still don't think he ever got over it. I walk on eggshells around him, trying not to show too much PDA, but sooner or later he will have to find someone to spend the rest of his life with, and hopefully it's sooner.
We got to the dress shop, and I heard Elena call, "I'm ready" Out from the back room. She walked into our vision, and I think my mouth dropped. Her dress was a sweetheart neckline, with an empire-type waist, tight on the top, and flowy and large on the bottom, almost like a long tutu. The ivory lace looked amazing on her olive-toned skin, and her long dark hair made the small pearls and beads sparkle. Of course Elena would look drop dead gorgeous in her wedding gown, she looks good in everything. Although Elena chooses to wear drabby plain tee shirts with jeans everyday, when she really tries, she pulls everything off flawlessly. Another tally point to the Elena Can Do Anything score. She decided that she wanted to see the bridesmaids outfits on us again, so I went to the back along with Bonnie and Jenna, her maid of honor. Our dresses were a light creamy yellow, with eyelet lace and short V-neck necklines. They fell at right above the knee, and flattered our long legs perfectly. I helped Elena pick the dresses mostly because I wanted to show off my assets, but also because she wanted us to wear blue. No one wears blue for a bridesmaids dress mostly because it is a terrible wedding color. I couldn't help but think again about how much Elena gets handed to her, despite if she deserves it or not. I then felt my cell phone buzz in my purse, and picked it up, surprised to see a text from Matt. "I love you honey" It read, and I instantly forgot about my Elena-hating, and went straight back to my fantasy.