Chapter 10
I was waiting in a small room at the church, I still had around ten minutes or so before I would get to walk down the aisle. I was practically bouncing around; there was no trace of cold feet in me.
Lilly and Jenny couldn't stop telling me how stunning I looked, which is what every bride should feel on their wedding day. Looking into the full-length mirror, I definitely felt the part.
"Girls, could I please speak to Miley alone for a minute." Dad asked after briefly knocking on the door.
"Of course." Lilly answered as she and Jenny headed for the door.
"Miley, the day that you were born, I dreaded the day that I'd have to give you away to another man. Now that this day is here, I couldn't be feeling any more wrong. I know that your mother will be looking down on us right now, I know that she would be so proud of you." He told me trying to hold back his tears.
"Daddy." I managed to say.
"You already know how proud of you baby girl. I have something for you here." He notified me heading over to the other side of the room to grab something out of a box.
"This was your mum's veil that she wore on our wedding day." He said holding it out for me to see.
It was beautiful; I could feel tears start to escape my eyes.
"I wish she was here." I admit.
"I do too, Miles. She would be so proud of you."
"I know." I sob.
"Now no more crying, don't want to ruin your make-up. Let me get the girls to help you put this on."
A few minutes later, my mum's veil had been attached to my head, completing my look.
It had been attached underneath my up-do so it trailed down my back.
Looking into my reflection, I really did feel beautiful.
I was upset that Tracey and all of my other Hannah friends couldn't exactly be here. I had known Tracey for years, her father is my record producer. I didn't know how she would handle my secret as she was too caught up in the Hollywood scene of parties and fellow celebrities.
"They're ready for you darlin'." Dad said coming back into the room, bringing me out of my thoughts.
Lilly handed me my bouquet, and her and Jenny grabbed their own smaller ones.
The four of us headed to the end of the aisle, and met with Jackson and Owen.
Taking our rightful spots I was trying to get a glimpse of the church, but to no avail.
The band started playing and Jackson linked his arm with Lilly and they headed out of my sight out of the aisle.
Next was Owen and Jenny, Owen was sixteen and was at least half a head taller than Jenny.
They were soon gone and dad linked his arm in mine, "I love you, Miles." He whispered.
"Love you too." I whispered back, getting a better grip on my bouquet.
Finally the bridal march began and dad and I made our way to the aisle.
As soon as we appeared, everyone was standing, looking back at me.
My eyes automatically locked with Oliver's, standing at the end of the aisle.
I could see nothing but happiness in his brown eyes, smiling the whole way down the aisle with dad I could not believe that my dreams were about to come true.
Before I knew it I was at the end of the aisle, with my dad still by my side.
"Who gives this woman to this man?" The pastor asked.
"Her father." Dad replied.
The pastor nodded, dad kissed me on the cheek, "I love you sweetheart." He smiled at me.
"Love you too, daddy." I replied, he held my hand out, ushering me over to my rightful spot across from Oliver.
After dad returned to his seat the pastor began, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to unite Oliver Oken and Miley Stewart in holy matrimony."
'You look beautiful' Oliver mouthed to me, making my smile even bigger if it was possible.
The pastor went on, "These two are so young yet find their soul mates so early in life, becoming best friends for years before becoming lovers. The love between these two is evident and it is easy to tell why they are taking this step today. Their souls are so attuned with each other, their bond is so pure and strong, which all of you can experience with them today."
I tuned out and focused on Oliver, we were lost in our own little world.
"Now is time for the vows, Miley?" The pastor indicated to me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Oliver, all my life I never thought I would find my prince charming. You have been one of my best friends for almost half my life, you have always been there for me through the good times and the bad and I want it to stay that way for the rest of our lives, no matter what is thrown at us. I will be there for you until my dying day because you are my life and I love you more than anything in the world and always will." I recited from memory.
"Oliver?" The pastor indicated him to go on.
"Miley, I could have never imagined in my life that I would be in this place right now. You are the most amazing and talented woman that I have ever met and by far the most beautiful. I don't want to ever spend a day apart from you ever again, I want to wake up to you every day for the rest of my life. You are my life, I love you more than anything in this world and will continue to do so for the rest of eternity." He told me as if we were the only two in the room.
"Now the rings." The pastor announced.
I turned around to Lilly and gave her my bouquet and she handed me the ring, I saw Oliver getting the other ring off Jackson.
"Now Miley, take the ring and repeat after me. With this ring..." The pastor begun.
"With this ring..."
"I thee wed..."
"I thee wed..."
"In sickness and health, to cherish and hold..."
"In sickness and health, to cherish and hold..."
"For as long as we both shall live."
"For as long as we both shall live." I finished slipping the ring onto Oliver's finger.
"Now Oliver, take the ring and repeat after me. With this ring..." The pastor directed for him to do.
"With this ring..." Oliver begun.
"I thee wed..."
"I thee wed..."
"In sickness and health, to cherish and hold..."
"In sickness and health, to cherish and hold..."
"For as long as we both shall live."
"For as long as we both shall live." He finished slipping the ring onto my finger.
"Is there anyone here that has a reason as to why these two should not be wed?" The pastor asked all our friends and family.
I instantly looked over at Luanne; she was sitting there but didn't object.
"With the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."
No more words were needed; Oliver closed the gap between us in one of the best kisses of my life.
"I love you Mrs. Oken." He whispered once our kiss ended.
"Love you too, Mr Montana." I giggled.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the pastor announced, "for the first time, Mr and Mrs Oken."
With this we headed down the aisle together, hand in hand, followed by our friends and family.