Beck's POV

I sat in the uncomfortable chair, looking around at all the other brides. None of them came even close to how beautiful Tori was.

One of them was crying as some other lady screamed ,"You look like a freaking whale in that dress! Take it off right now and go try on the other one!" I felt bad. I mean I did sort of see a whale resemblance but I would never tell a woman that when they are preparing for their big day.

Cat and Angela came in through the doorway with bridesmaid dresses, each red but different styles. Tori was so lost on who to pick as her maid of honor.

Over these 4 years, Angela and her had gotten so close. They even became "Hollywood's Favorite BFF's." But her and Cat had been friends ,too. Cat showed up at each of Tori's premieres and Tori showed up at Cat's shows, even though she still hadn't made it on Broadway.

Ultimately, Tori chose Cat. But Angela didn't mind. Or at least it didn't seem like she did.

And I know what you're thinking.

Why didn't Tori consider Trina being her maid of honor? Well she did but according Trina it was outrageous how "her little sister was getting married before since she was so better looking." So she decided not to be in the wedding at all.

Finally, Tori came out of the dressing room wearing a stunning Vera Wang dress. It was strapless, and was able to show her small figure nicely. But at her waistline, the dress expanded. It looked like a nice ball gown a Disney Princess would wear.

"What do you think," asked Tori, spinning gracefully around in the dress.

I got up from my seat and grabbed her hands, settling them in mine. "I think Matt is the luckiest guy in the world," I responded.

Over the years, Matt and Tori had only gone stronger. Becoming the "It Couple." Of course I was jealous, I still was now. But I had accepted that Tori and I were meant to be friends. Best friends. And as a best friend, I just wanted her to be happy. Matt made her happy.

Tori gave me a full embraced hug and whispered in my ear, "You're my best friend."

"I sort of already knew that ,being the best man and all," I chuckled.

She hit my back playfully and retreated. Wiping away tears that were barely starting to form from her eyes. She smiled and turned back to the mirror.

"Oh my god, Tori. You look like a princess," exclaimed Cat.

"I second that. But you still need one more thing," said Angela, taking a tiara from a nearby shelf and firmly placing it on Tori's head. "Now you really look like a princess."

After figuring out pricing with the assistant and appointments for final dress fittings, we left the wedding boutique and made our way into my truck.

"Where to next ladies," I asked. I was apparently their chauffer for the day.

"Illusions Bakery on Cocarin St ," said Tori, "Matt is going to be there as well for cake and dessert testing."

I started the truck and in less than 5 minutes, we were getting off in the parking lot.

The bakery looked really weird. It wasn't a rectangular building, it seemed circular. And the outside was painted peculiar as well. What started off as a dark purple hue at one point, ended up a lilac back around.

Cat and Angela excitedly held hands as they practically ran inside. Meanwhile, Tori and I linked our arms together, as we calmly walked to the front entrance. Unlike Cat and Angela, we acted like adults.(Or at least tried to act like adults.)

It looked much more normal once we were finally inside. There was a counter at the back and behind that, a door that probably led to the kitchen. There were tables on either side of the building, that were nicely decorated.

We sat down at the table where Angela and Cat were at and took our seats. I took a seat across from Tori as she put her purse on the chair beside her, saving the seat for Matt.

Moments later, Matt appeared through the doorway. "Hey babe," he said, crouching down beside Tori and hugging her from behind. He laid a kiss on Tori's cheek as she giggled.

Cat covered her face in her hands and exclaimed, "I can't take that much fluffiness!" Followed by tears of happiness.

"What's wrong with that lady," a boy asked his mother.

"Just walk away sweetie and don't make eye contact," she responded pushing her son out the door with one hand and carrying what appeared to be a birthday cake in the other.

"Hurtful," said Cat. But we weren't really paying attention at how offended she was. We were too busy laughing so hard at how the boy found something odd with Cat(and he was right!)

"Shall we get started," said a man, as he came out through the door with trays filled with pastries.

I had never tasted anything so delicious in my life. They were like tasting little pieces of heaven. It was almost as good as Tori's kisses.

I mentally slapped myself, for thinking and remembering Tori's kisses. How dare I think of an engaged woman?

How do I not? It was Tori fucking Vega.

Or as she would be in a month, Tori James.

We finally decided on a chocolate cake with cookie dough filling, that consisted of four tiers. The design they had chosen was really nice. It was simple but elegant. It was a beige color and the cake would have roses the same shade of the bridesmaid dresses "growing" on the side.

But other than the cake, we decided to get red velvet cupcakes in honor of the maid of honor. But at her request, to use butter cream frosting instead of cream cheese. And to add sprinkles, 'lots and lots of sprinkles!'

Tori left the bakery with Matt in his sports car as she told him all about the dress she had picked out.

I was still playing chauffer since I was Cat and Angela's rides home.

Angela broke the silence by asking me, "Beck, you still love Tori don't you?"

"What made you get that idea," I responded nervously, tapping my foot to the gas pedal.

"Well," Angela continued, "Every time they kiss, I see your eyes and there's not jealousy in your eyes…there's sadness."

I looked down at the steering wheel. She was right. Totally, 100% right.

"Don't do this Beck," she said.

"Do what?"

"If you really love Tori, let her marry Matt without feeling guilty about herself. Please show her your support. She loves Matt. But unless you fully approve, she won't go through with this. So please."

I just nodded and she got out of my truck.

When me and Cat were alone I asked her, "Do you think I'm sabotaging Tori and Matt's relationship?"

She just bit her lip and turned up the volume from the radio.

Before she got out, I asked her again, "Honestly Cat, do you think I want to end Tori and Matt's relationship?"

"Well," she began sweetly, "I don't think you're doing it on purpose. It's just that…well she knows you love her. She loves you too. But she also loves Matt. And she's not going to feel confident in marrying him unless you assure her that's it's ok."

"But what if I'm not okay with it?"

Her face quickly turned from apologetic to serious.

"No one is forcing you to tell her. But I am going to tell you this. She's happy with Matt. Taking that away from her is taking away love and happiness from her. So you decide what you want to do. I just hope your decision benefits her. Not you."

She slammed the door and quickly ran up the steps to her house.

That night her words kept running through my head.

"I just hope your decision benefits her. Not you."

Note: So 4 years have passed. Yes I know, time goes by really fast in this story. But anyways, thanks for reading. There are about 3-4 more chapters left in this story, so I hope to finish by next Friday. Have a lovely day! Xo