Rachael's Wedding
The next day there was still the small, recognizable pain in my legs from last night. I knew why this was though, because I remembered absolutely everything from the night before. We had made love, and not like how it usually was; gentle, sweet and caring.
It was urgent, possessive, and needy, and he sent me over the edge way too many times. He was so good; and after every time we made love, I wanted more, I needed more.
Making love was so rough last night and had left me feeling quite sore this morning, but it was worth it. It had been worth every moment, because the amazing sensations, and emotions flooding over me as we made amazing love.
It felt like no other time that we made love, and I meant that in a good way. He was still so sweet to me after we had made love, and it had been me to egg him on. I wouldn't him to be rough with me; I wanted him to leave his mark on me to prove that he had done that.
I knew that sounded crazy; but I wanted him to mark me and tell the world that he belonged to me, and I belonged to him. In a crazy kind of way; it made me feel protected, and it made me feel like I belonged to only him.
Rob was constantly distracting me through the day-something that he was too good at-by keep kissing me whilst I tried to get ready for tonight's sleepover with the Girls. But I got my stuff sorted by six, and he walked me down the hallway to Tasha's room.
''Are you sure you cant stay with me tonight?'' He begged me; kissing me again sweetly and pinning me fully to his body and to the wall perfectly, making me squeal a little bit in shock. He grinned at me in response.
''No I cant Rob…this is Rachael's night….again,'' I added because it was true; turning his smile into an amused one. ''And its her wedding tomorrow, remember?'' I reminded him as though he could somehow forget.
''I know, I know…I will be good.'' He promised me with a heavy sigh. I grinned at him as he forced himself to pull away, and kissed him once more on the lips. ''Thank you,'' I whispered happily. He was so kind.
''I'll see you tomorrow at the wedding then.'' He agreed, taking my hand in his, and kissing it sweetly once.
''Uh hum…you will.'' I agreed, nodding.
He said his last goodbyes then, telling me that he loved me, and left me to the Girls. Luckily they were not planning anything too bad; in fact we were just making over Rachael. When I walked into the room, Tasha had Rachael on the floor, in front of the bed, painting her toe nails.
Rachael had on a face mask, but she didn't look best pleased about this makeover. She had a red towel wrapped around her head, and was complaining loudly that Kirsty was being too violent at filing her nails.
I rolled my eyes and watched as Rachael looked over at me. ''Hello you!'' She thrilled, sounding so excited at seeing me, bless her. Tasha smacked her hand away, making her shout at Tasha in shock, and look back to her.
''Sorry, but if you smile; that face mask will crack.'' Tasha warned her, and I saw Rachael roll her eyes in response to that.
''It wont just be the fucking face mask to crack-''
''-Rachael, Tasha's right; you don't want it ruining after all this hard work.'' I interrupted Rachael's threat, clearing my throat loudly on purpose as I sat down next to them all. She winked at me, as she wasn't allowed to smile.
''I will look nice tomorrow wont I?'' She asked me, as though she was unsure. I snickered in response, because I knew that she would.
''Hell yes Rachael; you'll look so pretty, and you're not even showing yet!'' I warned her, even though there was a small bump now, and the press had already guessed what was going on with Rachael and Jackson.
''I'm going to get fat though girlies!'' Rachael complained, starting to cry. We hushed her down before any tears could come out, and ruin her face mask, with Kirsty and Tasha telling her to take deep breaths.
''You'll look fine Rachael!'' Tasha told her.
''I think that you'll look amazing pregnant, you know Rach.'' Kirsty told her.
''Yeah, you'll look really pretty when you start to show. You have that nice glow about you now.'' I told her because it was all true.
''Ohhhhhhhhhh….thank you guys. I love you so much!!'' She whispered delighted, before hugging us all to her. We all stared ahead in shock, unsure what to do as she hugged us.
''Okay…you can let go of us now Rach!'' Tasha complained, sounding as though she couldn't breathe properly, like me.
''Oh sorry Girls!'' She apologized, quickly letting us go again. We laughed in response, and carried on treating Rachael.
After her makeover, we looked at the wedding dress one last time, before putting the New Moon film on for us all to watch. Rachael kept mentioning her sex god every time Jackson came onto the screen…in fact we all mentioned our sex gods.
And we even put on a small, JLS video on you tube for Kirsty, before we played truths, before we were about to go to bed. I took my make-up off and listened to the Girls carefully as they admitted things.
Rachael's was the worst of all the rest of course. And then it had to be my turn, didn't it?
''Okay so we want to know…all the basis that you and Rob have covered. Obviously you've done everything…or have you?'' Rachael asked me curiously, making my cheeks turn a funny, red color and making her laugh.
Tasha screwed her face up at Rachael in response to Rachael's question. ''Ugh Rachael! We don't want to know, thanks! Especially not after the tea towel accident.'' Tasha reminded them with a roll of her eyes, making me laugh.
''Stop it!'' I begged them embarrassed, making them laugh even more.
''Just tell us!'' Rachael begged making me roll my eyes in pure embarrassment. I lowered my eyes and never met their own curious eyes.
''Well to be truthful…we kind of…did something on that side-''
''See, I bloody told you, didn't I?'' Tasha confirmed as soon as I had said it, smugly. Kirsty rolled her eyes in response.
''Well we knew that.'' She confirmed.
''It wasn't sex, but-''
''I don't want to know, thanks!'' Tasha admitted, making me giggle in embarrassment.
''Well…I've given him a…well yeah.'' I said, because I didn't need to say it out loud. I looked up in time to see Tasha staring at me shocked, and Rachael rolling her eyes.
''Oh I gave Jackson a BJ within the first week of our-''
''Stop right there Rachael!'' Tasha complained, before turning back and giving me the disapproving look. ''I'm shocked at you, Charlotte Higgins.'' She confirmed, making me giggle helplessly. She sounded just like a Mother.
''So yeah, carry on.'' Rachael told me after I lowered my gaze again, to my lap.
''Well…he's…you know what, there's no way that I'm going to tell you anymore Girls. Sorry, but this is between me and Rob.'' I looked up to see Tasha nodding in agreement, but Rachael shaking her head.
''Has he fingered you?'' Rachael asked without concern.
Tasha turned in shock, and stared at her, but Rachael just shrugged. ''Rachael, stop right there!'' Tasha warned her.
''Well me and Jackson did that on the first week too.'' She admitted unbothered.
Tasha nodded in agreement. ''Oh, I bet he did!'' Tasha agreed disapprovingly with her making Rachael smile. ''Why do you think you're pregnant now?'' Tasha added, making Rachael roll her eyes.
''Okay…what about taste…has he tasted you?'' Rachael asked, just as Tasha put her hand over her mouth, and looked like she was going to be sick. My cheeks were so red that I actually thought that I was going to faint.
''Enough now Rachael please, I feel sick!'' Tasha complained as I hid my beetroot stained cheeks away from them.
''Fair enough, but I take that blushing as a yes.'' Rachael confirmed, making me shudder in embarrassment. God, she was so embarrassing!
We let Rachael paint our toenails ready for tomorrow, and then we all went to sleep, ready for tomorrow after a hot chocolate and marshmallows. I had to admit that I was so excited for Rachael now, bless her.
***
It was all a rush when we woke up that morning. Tasha, me and Kirsty got into the shower first that morning, and blow dried our hair, leaving our hair to dry as we rushed out of the hotel room to make sure everything was okay for the wedding.
We left Rachael in the hotel room to get a shower and get ready, and we walked down to the beach, where Rob, Kellan and Aston was; helping people put out seats on the beach, and a carpet, and an overhead gate, which looked really pretty with the flowers on.
There was lots of rose petals on the red carpet going down the beach, ready for Jackson and Rachael to walk down, and it all looked so pretty whilst everything was getting sorted. We went back into the hotel, after seeing that everything was getting sorted out at the beach.
But everything was also sorted out in the large room that we had set up too; all the tables were set out ready, with a big table at the end of the room, in the middle, and the cake was at the side of the room, on a big table with all the food.
''Did you ring Rachael's family two days ago?'' Tasha suddenly remembered; turning to Kirsty to ask her. She nodded her head in response.
''Yeah, they said they'll be here. Her Mum sounded really excited.'' Kirsty added, laughing a little bit in response.
''Well who wouldn't; it's a free holiday to Miami!'' I reminded them, making them laugh. Free, because us Girls had sent over free plain tickets just for them to come over here and see Rachael getting married.
We went back to the hotel room then, and saw that Rachael was already dressed in her wedding dress. She looked absolutely amazing in it, and I couldn't help but just stare at her. I wiped away the proud moisture from my eyes, and walked over to Rachael.
The wedding dress had a small trail behind it, and was a sparkling, creamy white color, with small diamonds all sparkling over the front of it. It was strapless, and was cool enough for Miami as it was quite a thin material.
''You look absolutely stunning Rachael.'' I told her as I gently brushed her hair.
''Wow Rach.'' Kirsty added.
''You look so beautiful Rachael…no joke.'' Tasha confirmed as they began to get out the bridesmaid dresses for us, to get sorted.
She smiled up at us proudly, and I could tell that she was trying not to cry as she had already done her make-up, bless her. ''Thanks guys.'' She whispered hoarsely in response. I smiled and put her hair up like how she wanted.
She wanted the sides to be put up, with a pretty, shimmering hair clip. She smiled as she saw how I had curled the remainder of her hair, and made her hair look really pretty. She looked absolutely amazing.
''Thanks so much, Charlie!'' She beamed in delight at me, making me smile proudly. She handed me two black, jewellers boxes, making me confused.
''What's this?'' I asked her confused. She rolled her eyes at me in response, and opened the left one to reveal her wedding ring. ''But why-''
''-I want you to look after my wedding ring. Rob has Jackson's ring to give to him in the wedding, and I wanted you to look after mine.'' She told me, making me smile happily. I hugged her tight to me, making her laugh.
''Thanks Rachael!'' I grinned in delight.
''That's okay hon.'' She promised me, gently releasing herself from me. ''Now get ready and stop being soppy, before I start crying!'' She tried to laugh it off. I smiled, before opening the other jewellers box in my right hand.
I gasped in shock as I took in the pretty, shimmering bracelet. ''Oh my god…thanks Rachael!'' I said happily, hugging her to me again in shock.
She laughed again, and pulled away to smile at me. ''You all have one.'' She confirmed, giving the other boxes to Tasha and Kirsty. ''But with your names on them too.'' She added.
We put on our dressed then, which was one strap, purple dresses which looked very pretty. It went from light purple, almost white, to a dark, pulsing sort of purple at the bottom. The dresses were so pretty.
Me and Kirsty went to the beach to find the others, while Tasha stayed with Rachael; preparing her for the present that was her Dad, coming to give her away at the aisle, like how we knew Rachael actually wanted.
When we got to the beach, we saw that Rob was at the front of the aisle with Jackson, appearing to try and calm him down. As soon as Rob saw me, he grinned at me, and I couldn't help but smile back. He looked absolutely gorgeous; today more-so if that was possible.
He had on his black suit, like all Jackson, Kellan and Aston, but…well there was just something about him that stood him out from the rest. Maybe because it was him who I loved above all the rest here today.
His hair was spiked up neatly, making it look neater than usual, but I could still see that he had clearly been stressing out, and running his hand through his hair out of frustration. I smiled at him and reached his side, taking his hand in mine, and sitting down next to him at the front.
''How was Rachael?'' Jackson asked me, looking at me anxiously. I rolled my eyes at him because it looked as though he thought she would do a runner or something. As if she would ever want to leave Jackson.
''She was fine, panicking a little bit because of the crowd…and the paparazzi.'' I frowned at the awaiting cameras at the front. ''But she's okay, really. She's dead excited in fact.'' I added, because it was true. She just wanted to get out of that hotel room now, and see Jackson again.
Jackson nodded, took a deep breathe, and went back to standing on the front of the red carpet, waiting for Rachael.
She arrived a few minutes later, tears running down her face, but looking impossibly beautiful as usual. Her Father watched on proudly as he walked his Daughter down the aisle, and her Mum waved at us from the other side, as I looked over.
The wedding ceremony was so sweet, and the vows were ones that Rachael and Jackson had both made up themselves, and they were both just as sweet and funny as each others. Rob and I handed them the rings, and we all went back to the room where the reception was being held.
Rachael's blush was the funniest thing of the night; she was blushing bright red, bless her whilst Jackson held up one of her legs and removed her garter with his fingers carefully. I just couldn't help but laugh.
I couldn't believe how amazing Rachael and Jackson's first song was; I don't want to miss a thing by Areosmith. It was Rachael's style, but it was sweet to see them swaying together, and looked so in love.
It made me long for mine and Rob's wedding if I was honest. I couldn't wait to marry him, and show him over and over again just how much he truly meant to me. He meant the world to me, and I so badly couldn't wait to be called his wife.
And at the end of the night, it was sweet to see Jackson go off with her to their hotel room, promising us how he would never hurt her. He would have us to answer to if he ever did though.
I went back with Rib to our own hotel room, and the others agreed to stay at the bar, and continue to get a bit more drunk.
I put my make-up off, and took my jewellery off. I felt Rob's lips at the back of my neck, making me smile in delight. ''You seemed pretty deep in thought.'' Rob noted smartly. He was right about that, of course.
''Nothing…thinking about our own wedding, if I'm honest.'' I admitted because it was true. ''I mean we don't have to rush into anything, because I know the thought would scare you, but I just want to be yours officially, that's all-''
''-Charlie, I cant wait to bloody marry you! I want to marry you as soon as I possibly can.'' He admitted honestly, interrupting my ramblings.
''Do you mean that?'' I asked him unsure. There was a reason for me being so unsure; Rob Pattinson was well known for admitting that he definitely didn't want to settle down, marry yet, and definitely not have kids.
''Of course I mean it…you are mine, and its about time that everyone started to realize just how much I want people to know that.'' he confirmed sweetly.
''God, I love you!'' I confirmed, before turning around and meeting his own, hungry lips; pulling his face to mine.
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