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Hi zoey here with chapter 7! This one is kind of based off of a tiny bit of film in the video, so it left me with a bit of creativity. I really hope you guys like it!

LoveShipper: I know it was really hard for me to write the fight! I just like writing happy thoughts, like unicorns and rainbows. . . lol :D

rauraauslly: Thanks! I know, I had to write that, couldn't help it! I think theres the slightest chance that could actually happen cause in the clip from spas and spices Trish compliments Dez! :O I know I was shocked! :D

zendayagomez: Thanks, no its not all (obviously cause I'm here writing it) I wanted to continue with their life so yeah! :)

Nicole: That is a LOT of w's. . . glad you like it! :)

MartsicLover:Thanks, I guess its just that I'm as interested in this story as you are! (probably more) :D Its awesome that you want to read more!

Apeape2000: Thanks! :)

RawraRaura: Thanks so much, that means the world! :) OMG me too! :D

TeamRomanForever: I know, it was really hard for me to write the fight, but it was an important part of the story so I kind of had to! Thanks so much! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift

So here's chapter 7!

I pulled nervously at my dress as Trish fixed my hair (yes she still kept the tradition) into a sort of twisted, baggy bun that hung slightly over my shoulder.

"Quit fidgeting!" Trish exclaimed, and I let go of my dress. It was long and deep white with a curled silver trim at the bottom. It didn't have any straps and the neckline was a shallow heart. The top was deeply wrinkled and curved into a slight triangle at the waistline, where it transitioned to the skirt. The skirt curved slightly outward, like a cone, and the bottom bended at the ground, without a train.

Trish turned me around to find my anxious face staring down on her, and she plopped me down on a stool, nearly ruining my dress, lipstick ready in her hand. She continued to do my makeup, adding little touches here and there, but it didn't take long, as she said I was 'naturally pretty'.

I didn't have a veil, but I had a petite headband made of real silver, which she had placed perfectly in my dark hair. Suddenly, I heard music behind the door.

We were standing in a sort of large, closed in white gazebo with a stool, mirror, brush, and makeup supplies.

Trish got a panicked look on her face, shoved my bouquet of white tulips and roses in my hands and shoved me in front of the door.

"Three, two, one," she whispered, than my dad opened the door to reveal the perfect sunny day on the beach, the beach that hosted so many memories. Where we had our first date, where Austin proposed. . . There had been no question of where we should get married.

Dad offered me his arm, and I gladly took it, ready to get this over with. As I walked down the aisle I saw Austin on a pedestal with the priest in a black tuxedo with a white tulip matching the ones in my bouquet in his pocket, and he was smiling like a maniac.

When I reached the pedestal and stepped up beside Austin, I vaguely remember the priest saying something about deep love and affection and caring about one another no matter what, but I was to busy staring into Austin's hopeful hazel eyes to hear a thing.

I remember the priest saying words, and a voice speaking through me repeating them, and then Austin doing the same, and than I heard words that would affect my life forever, thus jarring me awake.

"Do you, Ally Dawson, take Austin Moon to be your lawfully wedded husband, through good times and bad?" asked the priest, and as I stared into Austin's eyes, I knew exactly what I was going to say.

"I do!" I exclaimed, and Austin smiled. The priest asked the same question to him, and he gave the same answer.

"I now pronounce you both husband and wife!" he exclaimed. "You may kiss the bride," he said to Austin, and as he got closer, I heard him whisper "Gladly."

There was a humungous party, situated inside a beach side hall, with Trish and Dez and our families and friends making speeches about how cute we were and about how happy they are to be with us and all of that.

All of a sudden, I heard the DJ on the loudspeaker. "Now, for their first dance as a married couple, Austin and Ally!" he exclaimed, to which everyone cheered and cleared the middle of the hall.

I tried my best to just follow Austin's lead, because I was a HORRIBLE dancer, but soon it was a little natural, just a moving pattern. We danced to the song 'Mine' by Taylor Swift, a little fast but perfect for our first dance, since it captured our relationship perfectly, almost like our lives were based off of it!

I enjoyed it, than all of a sudden regular dance music came on and I was shocked for a minute, than realized it had been on purpose. I rolled my eyes at the childishness that this dance had come to, but just decided to have a good time.

I repeated my only good move over and over again, just to make sure I didn't make a fool of myself, but Austin grabbed me by the hand, and we danced like idiots for the rest of the party, while other people quickly joined in.

I was enjoying myself so much, it all went by so fast, but pretty soon me and Austin were getting into a car with a "Just Married!" sign on the back, and I smiled.

Never thought you would ever be here, did you Ally? asked the little voice in my head, and I smiled as Austin helped me into the seat behind him and we drove home.

Without a doubt, that had to have been the best wedding ever on the earth, and I could NOT believe it had happened to me! But thats what happens when you have someone like Austin. Your life is the best possible, because he is one of the sweetest people on earth, and everyone who meets him loves him, but he's mine, and thats just the way I like it.