A/N: Hey people! Here's another chapter, but frankly, it's just filler. I am constantly reminding you that this story will probably be shorter than the other two, and it is the final one. Also, I am not a smut writer so don't expect lemons popping up here and there. Yes, I may make some crude remarks, or build up to a lemon, but I will never actually write it, because I feel that some of my readers may be a little young. And, I have no experience in that field…;]
Loves, Maaya.
P.S Hope you guys are happy because the chapters are a whole lot longer!
You would think that with Alice being our wedding planner, everything would be done and dusted at least one month prior to the wedding.
Well, you think wrong.
Exactly six days before the wedding, Bella, everyone else and me went to the renowned catering service in Washington, to try out the foods on offer and set the menu for our wedding. Alice had literally starved us for the past two days, depriving Emmett of his marshmallows and Jasper of his pie.
Bella and I stood outside the hall, contemplating whether to go in or not. I looked into her deep chocolate eyes, trying to reassure her that everything would turn out just fine.
I hoped.
"I'm not going to argue; I want pasta at my wedding" Bella said while straightening out her blue blouse and black skirt, and looking good as always. The problem with coming straight from work is that you have creased clothes and are generally pissed off.
"Whatever you like, love" I murmured as I bent down and pressed my lips to hers.
"Instead of eating faces, eat some food!" Rosalie yelled from behind us, before making a beeline to the buffet area. Bella blushed and grabbed my hand, leading us inside the grand hall, which was full of round tables that held elegantly set plates, glasses and cutlery.
"She's on a diet" Bella whispered as soon as Rose was out of earshot.
"If she loses anymore weight, Emmett will squish her during their sleep." I muttered trying to find one area on Rosalie that was fat. None.
"Say that to her!" I flinched as Emmett suddenly appeared beside me, jabbing a thumb in his girlfriend's direction, with a worried expression on his face.
Bella, Emmett and I studied how Rose would scrutinize each dish, consider it and then reject it.
"Jasper" Bella breathed.
Emmett and I gave her a confused look.
"He should talk to her, since he's a psychologist and all. Plus, he's her brother" She explained with a triumphant smile.
"Nice!" My best friend bumped his fists with my fiancée in appreciation.
"I have an idea" I muttered only to be cut off by Emmett.
"Sorry to break it to you, but your ideas are sissy" he grabbed Bella's hand and began looking for Jasper.
She mouthed 'I love you' before stumbling behind Emmett.
"He loves you, really. We all do" Alice flitted beside me, wrapping her small arms around my torso.
"Sure feels like it" I sighed as I kissed the top of my sister's head.
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Finally we had gathered everyone around a large table that Alice had booked with all the possible dished lined up; starters, main courses and desserts. I sat next to Alice and Bella. Bella's entire attention span was devoted towards Emmett and Jasper. Alice was trying to talk to Rosalie and I, but Rose and I having a civilised conversation was next to impossible. The only words we had ever exchanged were 'Rosalie', 'Eddiepuss' and 'Douche Bag'. So yeah, that went pretty well. By Rosalie's scowl, it looked like she thought Emmett, Jasper and Bella were a threesome, with the way their heads were joined. The idea was laughable. While Alice and I picked at the edible products and Rose simply alternated her glare between the 'threesome' and the food, the others spoke in hushed voices with pleading eyes. I guess, persuading Jasper was harder than they expected.
"FINE!" Jasper yelled, causing me to drop my fork dramatically, creating an awkward silence.
"People, we need to find some pasta!" Bella shouted to alleviate the tense atmosphere and leaned over to me.
"He'll do it" she whispered as she kissed me softly on the lips and returned to harassing the red pasta on her plate.
Forty minutes later, and we still hadn't got anywhere.
"It tastes like shit!" Emmett said, outraged after trying the vegetable bake Alice was so bent on choosing.
"And you know what shit tastes like…?" Bella asked sceptically.
"No, but still…" Emmett stuttered.
"So don't say that until you have tasted shit, alright?" Bella chided Emmett, causing laughter to erupt from everyone.
"I say we choose a pasta dish for the vegetarians and a meat dish alongside" Jasper suggested.
That earned him cheers of appreciation.
"Let's choose the roasted lamb, then?" Alice asked.
I agreed quickly, because frankly, I was sick and tired of these useless arguments which came up every two seconds. And amazingly, everyone else agreed with me too.
"But I want the red pasta!" My big burly best friend insisted.
"No! It looks like blood, and gore!" Alice retorted
"Well they are doctors…" Rose trailed off.
"Lets go for the orange one; it reminds me of the sun, and happy things" Alice clapped her hands in delight.
Weird analogy.
"Seeing as it's our wedding, I think we should give our say, which happens to be the white pasta" I sat back, pleased with myself, but hoping Bella would be a good sport and just agree, since I hadn't really asked her. Thankfully, she nodded her head in agreement and I kissed her forehead.
That earned me a united eye roll.
Now it was time for the cake.
"Plain!"
"Chocolate!"
"Black forest!"
"COFFEE!"
"Since I hate cake, I don't care; I'll probably regurgitate it anyway." Rose pointed out.
She sounded more anorexic by the minute.
I could see Bella panicking at the situation, so I decided to step in again. I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and she smiled at me.
"Here's a piece of paper – write your preference and then hand it back to me" I called loudly while Bella handed everyone a piece of paper.
"So whoever writes the biggest wins?" Emmett asked hopefully.
I blinked at him; he was 23 years old and he was the owner of Seattle's most famous gym, yet his mind was like a five year old.
Some people really do surprise you.
"Um, whatever floats your boat" Bella replied awkwardly.
"I wish Esme and Carlisle were here – they'd make Emmett shut up" Alice sighed.
My parents were in London for a medical conference and weren't getting back until a day before the wedding. Alice being Alice took their fittings a month before and had already tailored their clothes for the wedding. Renee and Charlie were in Phoenix, visiting Bella's grandmother, and were also due back a day before the wedding.
A minute later, we gathered everyone's papers and read through the different options.
"Which one do you want?" I whispered to Bella.
"None of these, I want vanilla" She grinned.
I laughed and kissed her forehead and agreed with her – after all, it was our wedding.
"And the consensus comes to vanilla" I announced.
Everyone looked like they couldn't care less – apart from Emmett.
"Who wrote vanilla? I am sure my handwriting is the biggest" He contradicted.
"We chose vanilla, because we like it. Too bad" Bella snapped.
Emmett was having none of that.
Ten seconds later, a lump of mash potato flew towards Bella's face, and landed there.
"Oh no you didn't" Bella gritted out and filled her hands with blue cheese and pelted it towards little Emmett, creating a very disturbing stain on his trousers.
The table burst into fits of laughter and we received odd looks from the other people.
I quickly wrapped my arm around Bella's waist and angled myself in front of her. Emmett thought this was a good chance to attack me too.
A large tomato came in my direction but I managed to swat it away. Unfortunately, it landed on Jasper's dead animal style hair.
God, he looked scary.
A loud growl rumbled in his chest and he grabbed the soup bowl and splashed it on me. I was walking carrot soup. Yum.
Bella's face was in shock; she probably couldn't believe that grown adults could behave like this, but in a world with Emmett, anything was possible. She ducked out of my arm and grabbed a large napkin on the table, and jumped onto Jasper, and wrapped it around his head and face, making him look like a headless zombie walking aimlessly into the table.
Alice and Rosalie cleverly backed away, so their ridiculously expensive clothes weren't ruined. Alice ran towards the reception with a piece of paper in her hand, most likely it being the final menu and gave it to the manager.
Jasper blindly grabbed a mush of vegetable and threw it where he thought, Bella, Emmett or I were standing.
It hit Alice.
"JASPER! YOU BLOODY BASTARD! MY CHANEL BLOUSE! I HAVE TO WORK IN AN HOUR!" Alice screamed at the top of her lungs. Her eyes were bulging and her face became an odd shade of purple.
You could literally hear Jasper whimpering.
"I think we should go home, before this gets any uglier" I whispered to Bella, who agreed with a scowl on her mash potato-ey face.
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Three days later, and I lay on my bed – alone. There was an unusual space beside me making me feel like I had lost the other half of me, which was true. I was due to wake up in a couple of minutes so I could get to work, and then head to the final dress fitting at Alice's boutique.
The episode at the catering hall caused uproar between the six of us. It was such a childish act, yet they took it so seriously.
Alice stayed that night with us, as she wanted to show just how angry she was at Jasper for carelessly throwing things. She also nearly hit me after I had reasoned with her, saying that he was covered with a napkin, making him blind.
And now, as a punishment to us, she had taken away my Bella.
Bella would now stay with Emmett and Rosalie until we got married. I missed how she would toss during the night and then fall off in the morning, or how she talked in her sleep about being Mrs. Cullen, and how she'd wake me up everyday with a hot kiss, and then suddenly jump into the shower. I missed everything about her. Only two days until the wedding, and then we would be off to our honeymoon.
Beep!
The alarm clock went off, which I didn't need since I was up anyway. I padded across the room groggily and made myself a cup of coffee. This was also unusual for me as Bella would always be up with a cup of frothy cappuccino for me every morning. Oh, that woman spoiled me.
After ironing my button down shirt and slacks, I wobbled towards my car, eager to see my love again.
"Bella" I sighed as I caught sight of her at the reception, looking exhausted.
"Edward!" She exclaimed and ran to give me a hug.
"I missed you" I grumbled, hating Alice and her assertiveness.
"I missed you even more. I didn't get a minute's sleep last night" She complained.
"And you think I did?" I replied, knowing exactly how she felt.
I gave her a nice long kiss, forgetting our audience. She pulled away, "Edward, there are people here!" Bella giggled and then gave me a chaste kiss and went to her ward.
I really disliked Alice.
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"God, I am so happy that this is the last time I'll be trying on that freaking dress!" Bella growled as we entered Explicitly Yours.
"Me too, I've been trying on the same tuxes again and again, and Alice still isn't satisfied." I agreed.
We entered the boutique to find Emmett chasing Jasper in tuxes and bow ties.
"Good, you're here!" Alice chirped as she dragged me towards the usual set of tuxedos.
"Today, try this one on – I think it will suit you" Alice said confidently, as Rosalie lead Bella away to the far side of the female changing room.
After putting on the recommended suit, I walked out of the dressing room.
Emmett and Jasper stopped attacking each other, and Alice's face broke out into a smile.
"Wow, Eddie, you don't look half bad" Jasper commented
"It's perfect" Alice said softly and I could only hope that my wedding day would be just that.
Perfect.
I pulled my sometimes irritating pixie sister to the side and whispered,
"You've got the venue set up, right?"
"Yes, everything's all set" Alice smiled and hugged me.
The only thing that wasn't set was how we were going to get Bella to the venue.
I just hoped everything went according to plan.
