5 months later:

Me and Graham have been going strong. We're all going to a camp fire tonight. It's at the beach. I can't wait to cuddle him close. Maybe I do love him. I plop down on a bench next to him and ten minutes later, he pulls me away from the crowd. "Where are we going?" But he presses a finger to his lips and we stand on top of a cliff. Then he points with his head and I look down, my mouth forming the words and I stop breathing and snap my head back at him. He's on his knees and there's a ring glinting in the moonlight. I'm shaking as I hold out my hand to him, not answering. He slips the ring on and I press my lips onto his. He picks me up and we stay like that for hours. I can hear the girls all whooping like mad from far away. We stomp back and all the girls run and swoon over my ring. I can feel a pain jump inside me.

"Congratulations..." I hear a small whisper and turn around, grinning. My grin doesn't falter when I realise who it is. I step up to them and wrap my arms around their waist. "Thank You, Kol." I whisper into his ear and he breathes hard. I step back and Stefan and Damon hold me close.

Rebekah's been a star helping me plan everything, down to the colour scheme; which is coral, to the menu. "We need to get you some lingerie," she mumbles and I make a face at her as Klaus laughs his head off, snuggling up to Caroline. Then Rebekah pulls me up and chucks a jacket at me and takes me to a racy lingerie store, which I really don't like by the way. I do like the bridal section. It's all quite pretty. I'm definitely matching it to my dress. I pick up a few items and stomp off to the changing rooms. The corset isn't very nice on me, so I pick up the long line cream bra that has a balconied fitting and high waisted cream shorts. It has pretty lace and cotton for modesty. I stick on the suspenders and cream sheer tights. I call Rebekah but she wants me to come out. So I do. I step out into the light and my mouth flies open. Rebekah gives me a thumbs up but what is Kol doing here? I gallop back into the changing room, cursing under my breath. I could've sworn I saw a smirk sprawl across his face. I rest against the door and breathe hard. "What about the corset?" "It's TERRIBLE!" I snap.

I stomp into my dress store. Kol tags along for the rest of the trip. Just smirking at me whenever he can. He's not seeing my dress. I'm just getting a veil sorted. It's only a week to go now. I'm not scared or sleepless or nervous whatsoever. Is that a good or bad thing?

I'm not happy. But I can't. I'm in too deep and Graham is amazing. But Kol... no, push it away.

I wake up as soon as the Sun pops up. I'm a bit jittery as I shower and wash my face for the tenth time. I moisturise very carefully and clean out my ears and wash my hands. I check my nose and body for anything that shouldn't be there. I pull my wet hair up into a towel and spritz on a ton of body spray. Rebekah dries and moistens my hair for me so that it is lush and smooth. Then my bridal artist appears and pulls my hair up into bouffant curls that pile at the top of my head. My eye's are natural and golden and my natural glow is enhanced to make me look as if I'm an Angel emitting a type of calming presence to others. My lips are painted pink. My dress is long and flows all the way down to the floor with a trail. It has a sheer layer on top and it poofs out slightly, but not rigidly. It is scallop laced and the sleeves reach my elbow. My veil is placed over my face, with a discreet lace border. I slip into the limo, with my bridesmaids and Matt. Who I asked to walk me down the aisle. I draw up to the hall and takes me by the hand. "Ready to do this?" He smiles and I grip tightly, "More than ever," I lie. Then we step out and take pictures. I'm standing outside the door with Matt whose trying to calm me, even though I don't need it. I grip his arm tightly and we step through the door . My eyes wandering around until they fall on Damon and Elijah who give me a thumbs up. I look back at Matt and he smiles at me. Tears welling in his eyes. He pulls the veil over my head and Damon whoops. Stefan nudges him and I laugh. Kol is nowhere to be seen and my heart drops down. Klaus nods at me and I nod back. I beam at Graham, but his eyes's aren't on me. He's looking at the platinum blonde in the crowd and she's smiling small to herself. Then it dawns on me... I pull of my engagement ring and throw my bouquet down, people gasping and I run out of the church. Damon straightens up and I could swear I saw Klaus smirking. I skid out of the church and see Kol walking up, his eyes red. But not with rage; tears. He wipes his eyes and looks up. Then he stares at me shocked, "You're late.." I whisper, craning my head and squinting my eyes at the sun, he doesn't move, just stands still taking me in. "I got held up," he swallows hard and my heart is fluttering like mad. His voice is so small and weak and I break into a run and crash my body into his. I hold him so tight and just cling. Then I crane my head back at him and smile. He's watching my lips and he lifts me off the ground and walks away from the church. I lean in for a kiss. And it is amazing and powerful. My heart is quivering out of happiness. I'm where I should I be. I see Klaus and Damon jump out and Klaus' face cracks into the world's biggest smile on Earth. Damon nods at me and I rest my head on Kol's shoulder. I wish I died right here.

I don't care about anything right now. I need to get out of these clothes. I'm buzzing and Kol keeps stealing kisses whenever he can. My heart is extremely fast right now. I want to hold him forever. We're in my hotel room. He's pinned me onto the bed now. And he's staring into my eyes. It has a cheeky glint and he smiles at me. It's exactly like the wedding we went to, before we ignored each other. Expect there's no teasing, and his breathing is intense. I still move my head away from him whenever he tries to plant one and he growls frustratedly. I suck my lips in when he holds my head in place. My hands are free so I tickle him and he jumps back, laughing. He seems so free and fun-loving now. I slide off the bed. I shake my head at him. His eyes follow me as I walk up to him and run my finger across his shirt. A smirk spreading across my face as I do so, and he just stands there as still as a rock before growling and pushing me against the wall; his lips merging with mine. I wrap my legs around him and, our bodies are choking each other and he flits over to the bed. I really don't care though. I really don't care about anything else now. This is the best feeling that I will ever get.