We stood at the back of the church. I took a deep breath as Ella straightened out the back of my dress. The girls were all lined up in their turquoise dresses, holding their bouquets. Hanna handed me my bouquet of white roses. We all had tears in our eyes. Within seconds, tears were streaming down our faces and we were all collapsing into each other's arms.

"I just can not believe it's happening," Emily whispered in between sobs, "I mean, look at us, we are grown ups now. It seems just like yesterday that…"

"…we were in high school," Hanna completed. "

She was right, where had the time gone? We were not children anymore. I was getting married, Spencer was engaged, and we were all in the real world that once scared the hell out of all of us. It was in our wildest dreams that something like this, a wedding, would actually happen one day.

"You know that this isn't going to change anything," Spencer added. "Even though you two are getting married, and our lives are changing faster than we can fathom, we're still going to stay as close as we are. We have been through too much together to throw it all away."

"You guys are amazing, I could not have asked for three of the most perfect bridesmaids."

"No, you are amazing, Aria!" Hanna cooed, "You look flawless."

For once in my life, I believed her. After days of preparation, I finally felt gorgeous and princess-like. My hair was perfectly curled, with not a strand out of place. My hair was pulled half way up and I had my veil pinned into place in the back of my hair. My makeup was done with precision, thanks to Hanna. Ever since we were in high school, she promised each of us that as long as she got to be a bridesmaid, she would do our makeup for our wedding, obviously I took her up on the offer. My jewelry was lent to me from my mom, taking care of the "something borrowed" and the diamonds shined like the brightest stars. Even though I felt amazing, I still had butterflies the size of whales in my stomach. Of course Ezra was going to think that I was beautiful, but I was nervous-excited to see his face as I walked down the aisle. I had no idea how he was going to react. Was he going to be surprised? Was he going to smile? Was he going to be left speechless? Was he going to tear up? The possibilities left me breathless.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and it was my dad. Seeing him choked me up for a second. I guess this was actually the time. I hugged him and Ella for a moment. I could see tears in both of their eyes. When Ella pulled away she reached behind me and pulled a layer of my veil over my face and hugged me once more. Mike then walked over from a few feet away; he grabbed my hand for a second and then put his arm out for mom to grab onto.

The music started to well up from the organ that was playing in the balcony. People started parading down the aisle of the church. Thoughts were racing through my head. This had been my dream for so long. Since the first time that I met Ezra at the bar at Hollis, I have been fantasizing about marrying him. I imagined every detail from the colors that the bridesmaids would have their nails painted, to the song that would play as we left the church, to the things that I would say to people to thank them, to the way that people would look at me as I walked down the aisle. Now I was living these moments, and nothing could have prepared me for the emotional swell that was happening in my body. After all that we had been through during this relationship, it seemed like nothing mattered now, it was just Ezra and I and our love for one another.

Then, the song changed and the organist started playing louder, this was our cue. Byron squeezed my arm and we started marching down the aisle like we had practiced. As soon as I stepped into the church, the guests all came to their feet. I could not believe this was happening. It was like a scene out of a movie. Instead of looking at the guests who were gleaming at me, I had my eyes fixated at the front of the church. There was Ezra. He was smiling, however it was not a forced smile, it was the kind of smile that came from within and lit you up like the brightest star in the sky. He was beaming. I could also tell that he had tears in his eyes, but they were not going to escape. I also saw the girls standing at the altar waiting for me; they were all wiping tears from their eyes. I could have savored this moment forever. However, this was not about me, it was about us. I finally reached the altar. Byron pulled back my veil and gave me a hug and a kiss.

There I stood facing Ezra. We looked each other in the eyes and he mouthed to me, "I love you" and of course, I whispered it back.

The ceremony went on, as much as I was trying to absorb every second of it, it was going by too quickly for me to hold on to it.

Before I could even breathe, the priest looked at Ezra and I "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." Those words left me breathless. "You may now kiss the bride."

Ezra grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards him. Our lips met and it felt like the first time that we had ever kissed. It was pure and passionate. After he pulled away the kiss lingered on my lips and I felt dizzy with happiness. The guests started clapping, but I did not even notice.

"I now present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Ezra Fitz!"

YAY! I am SO HAPPY I finally wrote the ending, and I LOVED writing it!

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