A/N Well, even if y'all didn't want a Zammie engagement story, I'm going to write one anyway! Ahh, the beauty of the internet! This time it's Bex & Grant! Save Zammie for last, ya know? ;)

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I'm booking myself for one way flight

I gotta see the color in your eyes

Telling myself I'm gonna be alrirght

Without you baby, it's a waste of time

Hunter Hayes (I Want Crazy)

Bex PoV

"Bex, I swear to Buddha if you don't stop moving, I will hurt you!" threatened Macey as she closed my eyelids and started brushing all types of powder on my eyelids.

"Macey, calm down," said Liz's angelic voice from the darkness that I was being engulfed in thanks to Macey McHenry.

Macey sighed, and let me open my eyes, and as I started to stand up, she warned, "Rebecca, I swear, if you mess up your makeup, I'll make it so you look like Bridezilla, and Grant runs away from you,"

"Did you just call me Rebecca?" I said, turning around to face Macey, but Cammie yanked on my hair.

"Bex, you can kill her after the wedding. Right now, I'm working on your hair, and seeing as I have zero skill when it comes to this, you're going to have to stand still, and not kill the woman who organized your wedding," she said calmly, and I relaxed again.

This was why Cammie was the best friend ever.

"Bex, where are you and Grant going for your honeymoon?" asked Liz. Despite the fact that Liz had photographic memory, and I had mentioned it to her more than once, she still forgot where I was going for my honeymoon. Well, I wasn't too surprised, since I doubt your friend's honeymoon is a situation that could potentially affect your career and the world. Since Lizzie was usually off saving the world behind a computer screen.

"We're going to Paris," I said, kind of dreamily.

Macey scoffed. "How cliché," she said, then looked at her nails, "Preston and I went to Sweden. Sweden is really underrated, you know? The mountains there are beautiful, and there's just so much nature there."

Then, Macey smirked. "You know, Bex, you should be careful about the things married couples do on their honeymoon," she said, then winked at Lizzie, who blushed brightly.

Liz looked down at her growing baby bump, and said, "If you use the correct protection, there won't be a surprise in nine months!"

All of us laughed, and I said, "Well, you don't have to be a married couple to have a baby, right?"

Then I winked at Cammie, who rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms in defiance, "Zach and I have never done anything, and there are no plans for children, or even marriage."

"Sure, Cam, sure," I teased, and then looked at the clock on top of the vanity mirror. "Let's go, the music is going to be started in five minutes."

We stepped into the lobby behind where the wedding was going to be. Since neither my, nor Grant's family was religious, we wouldn't have the wedding at a church or anything. It was outside, with a bunch of white tents, in London. Today was actually a nice, sunny warm day, which surprised me, since it wasn't usually like that.

Waiting for us there were Zach, Jonas, Preston, my cousin Timothy, who was one of the groomsmen, and Grant's sister Katherine, who was another bridesmaid, as well as my dad. Our ring bearer and flower girl were Grant's ten-year-old brother Daniel, and Joe and Rachel's five year old daughter, Lily.

As we heard the music starting, and the flap to the tent swung open, Cammie winked at me as Zach took her arm and they started walking down the aisle together. I glanced at them, and predicted that in the near future, Cammie would be walking besides Joe to where Grant stood now, except that in Grant's place would be Zach.

Liz squeezed my hand and she and Jonas started walking after them, her baby bump just barely starting to show, and I heard her take a deep breath, and try not to trip. I had let her wear flats since she was pregnant, and I didn't want to be responsible for her tripping and anything happening to the baby.

Macey took Preston's arm and they started walking together, Macey looking like a supermodel, and Preston looking handsome, but still following Macey's lead. Katherine smiled at Timothy, and they started walking together.

My dad looked at me, gave me a sad smile, and took my arm, walking slowly down the aisle with me. I heard gasps, and quite a few, "She looks to beautiful!" but I ignored them, and just tried to smile radiantly. It was hard to breathe because I saw Grant, looking like the most handsome man alive.

My dad helped me up the little platform, kissed my cheek, and then went to sit besides my mother, and I took a deep breath, and stood next to Grant. Cammie was on my other side, with Liz, Macey and Katherine on her side, and Zach, Jonas, Preston and Timothy were on Grant's other side.

"We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Grant Newman and Rebecca Grace Baxter," started the marriage dude.

He went through a few things, saying on how we're going to love each other forever, and et cetera, but I only paid attention when he turned to me and said, "Do you Rebecca Grace Baxter, take Grant Newman to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

I smiled and said, "I do."

"Do you Grant Newman, take Rebecca Grace Baxter to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

His voice was firm when he said, "I do."

"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride."

I felt the whole tent go silent, and all eyes on us as Grant looked me in the eyes, lifted my veil slowly, and kissed me, and I felt myself melting into him. It was a sweet kiss, a soft one, and as soon as our lips touched, everyone stood up and clapped loudly, cheering.

We hadn't wanted a reception, instead just going straight to the airport in a limo our friends had paid for. Everyone started filing out, and when we walked down the aisle together, husband and wife, and stepped outside, people threw rice at us, as was tradition, and my best friends came to hug me, and Liz, who had started crying after the ceremony said, "We'll miss you Bex!"

Macey handed me a box of birth control pills, winked, and said, "You'll need these."

Cammie just said, "Don't get knocked up, Rebecca," and smirked.

I just laughed at them, then hugged them, and my parents, and stepped into the car with Grant. We waved as the limo pulled away, and I cuddled into him, saying, "Well, now I have to put up with you for the rest of my life."

"Well, I don't see anything bad in that, Mrs. Newman," he winked, and kissed my cheek.

A/N Next is the long awaited Zammie chapter!

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