HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBERT PATTINSON!
A/N: Okay so we're skipping ahead a little bit. Alice finally takes Bella dress shopping.
Disclaimer: Twilight is the shit. However, I don't own shit...so..
"Alice, how much longer?" I whined. I thought when she said 'dress shopping' she meant, 'let's go get an idea of what you want your dress to look like'. Of course being Alice, she meant, 'let's go to an expensive designer to custom make your dress'. Typical Alice.
"Bella, hold on, the final touches are being made. Then you will get fitted."
"Alice I thought we were designing the dress, doesn't it usually take some time?"
"Bella, I had several visions of you marrying Edward, and I couldn't be sure, but I wanted to be ready just in case. So I took the liberty of designing several dresses and having them made." Did she say several? As in more than one?
"What? You mean, not only did you have more than one dress sketched, you had them made?"
"Well, I didn't know which one you would pick, because I saw you in more than one, so I had all of them made. Since you didn't know, neither did I." After she finished speaking, the owner of the shop, Pierre, came out with a bundle of white dress covers in his hands. I counted them as he individually set them down by the work station. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Eight! She had eight dresses made!
"Alice! Was this necessary?" Alice gave me a sarcastic look, I knew the answer. I also knew that if I didn't obey, I would be forced to put on the dresses. I sighed and took the first dress off the moving rack and went to the dressing room, grumbling all the way.
The first dress I tried on was elegant, and I could easily see the inspiration behind it. Alice had designed this dress with a Twilight theme. She most likely had the vision of Edward and me sitting in his car during the early days of our relationship. It was a pearly, shimmery white. The fabric was gathered on the left hip of the dress with silver beading down that same side. I walked out of the dressing room and twirled around for Alice to see.
"Beautiful! What do you think, Bella?" Alice asked.
"I think I should try on the rest of them first, I won't know until I try all of them on." With that I went back into the dressing room, taking the next dress with me. This dress was more of an ivory color. It was strapless, with a slight fold at the top, and its wispy fabric gradually flowed out. A bit below the empire waste line was a band of intricate jewels. It looked magnificent on my ivory skin, and fit my body shape perfectly. I smiled and exited the dressing room.
Alice noticed my lit up expression, "Is this the one?"
"I told you Alice, I'm going to try them all on. But this one sure is beautiful." With that I went back into the dressing room, feeling slightly better about the situation. When I saw the next dress, I sighed. Something simple, finally. It was an elegant lace dress, it was strapless and seamless, and it had a little lace coat to go with it. Nothing sparkly, nothing flowy. Just fabric that clung to my body…perfectly. I left the dressing room, and thankfully Alice didn't say anything, she just nodded and smiled in approval. I returned the gesture and returned to the dressing room.
It seemed like the rest of the dresses would be simple, just as the last. The next dress was ivory with a corset top and a sewed design. After I tried it on, it seemed, a little…nightgown-is. It was absolutely beautiful, but not the one. I heard Alice call, "You're right Bella, I don't need to see this one. Just take it off." Thank goodness, because I was getting eager to see the rest of the dresses…wait what?
I gasped when I saw the next dress. The lace, the built in push up bra…the skimpiness. I growled and put it on, stepping out of the dressing room and shutting the door a little too hard, "No way. No way, no way, no way."
"Aw come on Bella, you look fantastic!"
"Alice, I've seen lingerie that covers more than this dress does. I do not want to look like a playboy bunny on my wedding day!" With that I stormed back into the dressing room. At least, I tried to storm, but the skirt was making that difficult. Dress number six was much better. It, too, had a corset for the top, and it ended at my hips. The right breast had a small flair of sparkle, and it was brought together at the left hip with more sparkle…simple, but spicy. Not too bad. I heard Alice squeal in excitement.
"Bella just put it in the maybe pile, it looks great!" I didn't even have to leave the dressing room, and she knew. That's Alice for you. Only two dresses left. I pulled the next one out of its protective cover, and immediately froze.
"This is not Cinderella's wedding Alice; I'm not a Disney Princess!"
"Try on the damn dress, Bella!" I did as she told me to, and found I actually liked the dress….if I was getting married to a prince in an extravagant castle. But I was not; I was getting married to a vampire prince in a vampire mansion. I giggled at my thoughts and walked out the dressing room. Alice giggled at my unwilling face, "It looks amazing Bella, what's wrong?"
"How about the fact I have to walk down stairs and this dress will not help me whatsoever?"
"Touché."
One more dress! If this wasn't the one, I was going with the lacey plain one; it was the best so far. That however, was not the case. I fell in love with the dress as soon as I saw it. It was the whitest of whites, with a small "v" in the middle of the bust that had jewels. The straps were lined with jewels as well, and it fell straight down, slightly flaring out and the bottom, with a tiny train. Perfect. I put it on and rushed out of the dressing room with a goofy grin. Alice jumped up and down.
"This is the one! Oh Bella, this is it! So phenomenal-" She continued, but I wasn't listening, I was looking at myself in the mirror, no longer grinning goofily. My smile was now pensive, and adoring. I thought of Edward, of how I would walk down the aisle in this dress. I thought of my fiancé's reaction to seeing me in this gorgeous gown. And a single tear strolled down my cheeks.
This was it. The very beginning of my forever. One would think that when I said yes to marrying Edward, this reality would set in, but no. It was when I first put on the dress that I would wear the day I became a Cullen. Not just any Cullen, Mrs. Edward Cullen.
What a perfect name to have for a perfect forever.
A/N: So, Bella has been through it all. From Ball gowns to lingerie status gowns. I had fun finding the dresses..Because I'm just a total girlie when it comes to weddings. So, just a heads up:
look for Edwards-lambs new story...that is not named!
Also, I would like to say:
Rest in peace Daddy's Little Cannible.
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