A/N: I just finished the fourth chapter yesterday and now im writing the fifth so…YAY! lol and yes im aware of my dorkiness no need to let me know lol j/k…lol hopefully this chapter wont take too long to write… im really glad that all of you reviewers out there like it a lot…more reviews coming in all the time! YAY!

DISCLAIMER: it ain't mine…now on with the story…

We arrived only twenty minutes later at a white building in Port Angeles called Lovely Brides. Now, that was a corny name for a store. I had been sitting in the back with Alice and Esme was in the passenger seat, with Rosalie driving, all of us in her red BMW. Alice had been talking animatedly and all I did was nod my head along with her. She was so enthusiastic I couldn't find a way to calm her down. Alice was more excited about the wedding than I think Edward and I were put together. She had way too much energy.

"May I help you find something in particular?" the sales clerk asked us about a minute after we had walked in the store and started looking around. She seemed very bored and tired, being one of the only store operators that early in the morning with basically nothing to do in there.

"No, thank you, I think we will just try to find it ourselves. But we'll call you if we aren't able to find it," Esme told her. The woman nodded her head and walked back to her place behind the checkout desk and opened up a People magazine.

"So, Bella, what do you like?" Alice asked me as I stood in the middle of the store, looking more than a bit lost. I saw that she was standing next to a rack with what looked like had thirty dresses on it. I had no idea where to even start.

"Umm…well, I…"

"You really have no idea how these things work, do you?" Rosalie inquired. Her suspicions were right.

"…No…"

Rosalie smiled. "Take it from someone who has had many weddings with Emmett, for he has always been so wonderful to me, I know exactly what to do. We will first find you the perfect dress, a veil, which I think should come down to the bottom of your hair, and, of course, you'll need a garter. Edward will flip when he gets to take that off and actually see some—well, no it's more like your entire leg—from you finally. Trust me, I think he shall be very satisfied."

I saw Alice roll her eyes at Rosalie's last comment. "Anyway, Bella, do you see any dresses that you like?"

I had to look around the store for a bit, flipping through the racks. I found two dresses that I especially liked, but one of them was amazing. It was probably the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. I hoped Edward would love it, too.

Rosalie pushed me into a dressing room, after we had found my size in each dress. I slipped into the first and turned to look at myself in the mirror. It was a good thing that I could still see my reflection, unlike all of the vampire myths, because this dress looked, dare I say, terrible on me.

The dress was a simple, but still nice dress. There were spaghetti straps and a frilly top. Starting around the waist and going to about the bottom of my hips, it had a material that was a white see-through and had a flower pattern stitched into it. It basically just went to the floor and didn't look the best on me.

I walked out to show Rosalie, Esme, and Alice with a big frown plastered all over my face. "No," they all said in unison and shook their heads.

"Thank you," I said, and walked back into the room, and shut the door. I was so grateful that they didn't like it either. It was a nice dress, but it just didn't really look the best on me, is all.

The second dress looked much better. I was waiting to try on the 'amazing' dress for the end.

This dress was strapless with a lace up in the back. There was a piece of fabric that started at my right and came together at my waist on my left side and frilled down making sort of a triangle shape at that part. There was stitching and sparkles all over the top part of the dress, and a lace material over the rest of the train in the back. I walked out from the room to see the rest of the girls standing there.

Alice ran over and hugged me. "Bella, you look so beautiful! Do you like it?" she asked with a hopeful grin on her face. She was actually the one who had picked it out for me.

I felt bad about it but I had to lie to her, so I nodded my head up and down a million times and smiled. I liked the dress but I just didn't think that it was really…me. It actually probably would have looked better on somebody like Rosalie.

"Yeah, but there's just one more that I want to try on," I told her and strode back into the dressing room and closed the door.

Taking the final dress off of its hanger, I took a deep breath just to bare myself for if it didn't exactly look as I great as I thought it would.

It wasn't really necessary, actually, to do that at all, for it looked amazing on me, I thought. I couldn't believe it looked so wonderful.

The dress went down to about an inch above the floor and definitely poofed out. The whole top had glittery vertical lines and did the same thing with a top layer that the second dress had. The train was a perfect long length. It had a thick one shoulder strap that was on the right side that had the same sparkling lines as the top of the dress. The strap attached to the back of the dress diagonally with about fifteen buttons. The strap came into a triangular point in the back and at the point there was a white flower, which went into a frilly, clear white piece of fabric that reached the train. The edge of the fabric had the same sparkles as the lines had.

I stepped out into the rest of the store once again, but this time with much more confidence and a huge smile on my face.

"Now, that's a dress!" Rosalie shouted with a huge amount of enthusiasm and started walking toward me.

Esme put her hand over her mouth and looked as though she might cry…if she could. "Oh, Bella…" her voice trailed off.

"So…do you like it too, then?" I asked my new family.

"Of course we do, Bella. That dress is gorgeous!" Alice responded on behalf of the three of them. "Alright, you look too beautiful! You have to get that!"

I even thought it made me look beautiful. And that was really saying something about myself if even I thought that it made me look that way.

"You know, I can't believe that you chose that dress," Rosalie told me. "I never would have thought that Bella Swan would want to show that much skin." If I could have blushed, I would have doing so at that very moment. "But, Bella, it actually does make you look very nice, though," she added for my benefit. I smiled. I was completely shocked that Rosalie Hale was actually being decent to me. It was truly amazing.

"Come on, now, dear, we have to go find a tiara, a veil, shoes, and, of course, you'll need jewelry," Esme said and directed me to all the departments of the large store to find all of them.

We didn't end up back at the Cullens' house until about two o'clock. I was getting married in only two days! It seemed like an insanely long time to wait to marry the man of my dreams. I couldn't stand it anymore. I thought that by the time of the wedding rolled around that I would have gone insane by then.

I walked up to Edward, who was standing next to Carlisle, as we got out of Rosalie's car, and started to kiss him. "So, find the 'oh so perfect dress'?" Edward asked, making me glare at him.

"Yes, and it's beautiful. And you wont be able to see it until Saturday. Alice is hiding it right now, so you had better not go searching for it or I shall proceed to hurt you," I warned him.

"That's an empty threat, my dear. You know as well as I do that you would never try to do that to someone such as myself."

I rolled my eyes. He was right. I would never in a million years even attempt to hurt my Edward. I changed the subject but ended up getting cut off. "So, have you-"

"I've already contacted your friends, along with your family. And some of the family's friends from Alaska, also. I, of course, thanks to Emmett and Rosalie's weddings, already have a tuxedo so there is no need to worry about that. Carlisle has already called the caterers for a cake and a good amount of food for friends and your parents, of course. Your mother is flying in tomorrow, so you'll be able to see her then. I've gotten her to calm down a bit from her shock of the wedding at such a young age by telling her that you are eighteen and that she should let you do what you want since you are now an adult and can make your own decisions." He smiled as I stood in front of him in shock. "Although, we aren't quite sure how to tell your father. But it will need to be soon. We certainly can't wait to confront him about it five minutes before the wedding. Now, that would be disastrous," he finally finished, smiled, and started to roll back and forth on his heels. He was certainly pleased that I could be so speechless even after I was turned into one of his own kind.

"Umm…then what's left to do?" I asked, finally finding my voice.

He seemed to think for a moment. "Flowers," he finally answered, stating it so simply.

"Flowers? That's all? Isn't there anything else I can do besides going to choose flowers? Nothing else?"

Edward thought more, pursing his gorgeous lips. He eventually answered after a minute. "Would you like to be married outside or in a church?" He seemed to be suppressing a laugh, then finally let it out, thinking of the 'damned' vampires getting married under God.

I smiled at his joke, but answered anyways. "Here," I said, then went over and kissed his lips lightly, with a huge smile plastered on my face.

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The next day sped by faster than I would have thought even possible. Edward and I were talking for what seemed like hours on end about nothing at all. One of the conversations consisted of me arguing with him about the color of the dresses for Alice and Rosalie as my bridesmaids, Alice the maid of honor, of course. I thought that their dresses should be red, but Edward insisted that he had already picked them out. Well, actually, he, Jasper, and Emmett had all chosen different colors and decided on a different color altogether. He said that I would just have to wait until tomorrow, the wedding day, to be able to see them and how beautiful they looked. Even though they were already as beautiful as they could possibly be, which I told him, he said that then they would just be more so. I pouted and just told him fine and that he had better think that I looked beautiful in my wedding dress.

Another of our conversations included him changing me. I had hoped that it would never come up again, but my curiosity had gotten the best of me.

"So…how did you do it?" I had asked.

"Do what?"

"How did you…pull away from me? When you had…bitten…me? I thought you said that it was always so hard to keep from doing that and that if you did you would probably end up sucking me dry?" I posed this last part with a tiny smile playing on my lips, but was still extremely serious when asking.

He took a deep breath, with my hands in his, like they had been for the whole day and night, which was what it was when I had asked. "Bella, I want you to understand something. It took all of my power to pull away, as you put it. I just had to keep reminding myself how much I love you and that I couldn't let you…fully die. I would never forgive myself if I were to. It seemed like it took forever to inject that venom into your bloodstream. And I felt horrible for doing it." He looked down and ran a free hand through his bronze hair. "But it was what you wanted. And I figured that I might as well give you what you wanted, as I love you too much to watch you grow older and die. I couldn't bare the thought of it. This Bella is the one that I want. The one I want forever."

I swear if I could have cried, then that would have been it right there. I still couldn't believe that someone could love me so much. That I could love someone so much. He was so beautiful. Too beautiful. More than anyone is allowed to be. I lunged forward, as we were staring at each other, sitting cross-legged, and started to kiss him. I couldn't help it. Instinct, I guess, when someone says something so amazing to you, all you really want to do is kiss them. We were sitting on the grass outside at night again, like the previous two nights, but now it was more like laying on it instead, deepening our kiss more and more. Oh, jeez. How could this angel be meant for me?

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The encounter with my mom the day before had gone surprisingly well. She ran up to me, shouting my name, and dropped her bags as she hugged me extremely tight. But, all in all, it had gone good. Although, she did start crying as she saw me, telling me how she was losing me to the only daughter she had. I just laughed at her. She was always so emotional around me nowadays. Way too much for me to handle.

"Where's my dress?" I shouted the next morning at eleven. The ceremony wasn't until one, but Alice and Rosalie had been doing things to me all morning. "What the heck! Alice!" I boomed throughout the house, and she came running towards mine and Edwards' room.

"What do you want? I'm supposed to be getting ready…"

"Exactly my point! I have everything but one thing that is extremely important," I said, moving closer and closer to her, my voice slowing down as I emphasized the words.

"Oh," she simply replied. "It's buried way back in the coat closet. D-downstairs," she stammered, leaning back, as I was pretty much right in her face. Thankfully I was taller than her, and could therefore scare her easy by hovering over her.

I smiled as what I needed was accomplished. "Thank you," I told her and smiled even bigger. "Now go get ready," I encouraged, as I walked effortlessly and quickly down the steps. I found it just where she said it would be. Way, way, way back in the coat closet was where it was located. I didn't see how anyone would have been able to find it, but, thankfully, I did. It was a good thing, too, because if Edward had ever seen it, I would have freaked and called him a total snoop.

I had been running around the house all morning and at about twelve forty-five, I finally found Rosalie and Alice, and totally gushed. "Those dresses are amazing! You two look so beautiful."

"Yes, but we couldn't take the all the attention from you, though. That would just be wrong," Alice said, then gave me a tiny hug with a smile on her face.

"You look gorgeous, Bella," Rosalie told me. I honestly thought she was actually coming around to me. It was a wonderful feeling to know that she didn't completely hate me anymore and that there was a possibility of being friends with her.

"Thanks," I said to them and gave them a huge grin. "So, do you think it suits me well, then?" I asked, really wanting to know if they thought it fit my personality or not.

They both put their heads to the side to examine me. I twirled myself back and forth, raising my eyebrows, with my hands holding up the dress, showing off the silver sparkling high-heeled shoes.

"Yes, very much so," they said in unison. I smiled, and went to hug my newly acquired sisters, who would probably end up being my best friends, besides Edward, of course. I took a deep breath while still hugging.

"I'm getting married," I said slowly, and let go to look at them. They were both smiling at me.

"We're all so happy for you two. Especially for Edward, for finding you. He couldn't be happier about his life as it is right now. You should know that." It was Rosalie speaking. Yeah, she really was getting used to me. I smiled. I couldn't be happier than I was at this moment.

"Now," Alice started. "You have to go get married. I'm so happy for you," she cooed into my ear, whispering it.

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A/N: hey hope you liked this chapter….it actually took less time to write than the last chapter…it came to me much much easier….yeah leave me a review or message or something if you want to see the dresses, the veil, tiara, and ring and ill try to get it to you because it wont let me upload it onto a document thingy if you know what I mean…it wont allow links… seething with anger grrr dumb thing! Now, if you'll all excuse me, I'm going to go watch Charlie Hunnam, aka, my Carlisle, in his movie "Nicholas Nikleby" buh bye! Hope you liked this chapter!