30 Day OTP Writing Challenge

Day 7- Wedding Day

Lola Loud x Winston (The Loud House)

The air in the room was warm, a cool breeze gently blowing from the fans spread around the room. It was filled with the voices of many girls, yet it felt somewhat peaceful.

Lola looked at around the room, taking in the scene. There were many girls in her life present. Her sisters were rushing around trying to make sure everyone was dressed properly. Her nieces were being scolded by their mothers when they tried to play in the makeup. Her mom was somewhere trying to make sure everything was setup just perfect.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were dusted with the lightest shade of pink, her lips in a darker shade. She always loved looking beautiful, but today she wanted to look especially nice.

It was the day she would marry the man she loved.

Her heart was beating fast in anticipation, while her stomach turned in circles. She was growing impatient with anticipation. The day already felt like it was dragging on forever, making her a bit agitated.

"Are you almost done, Leni?", she asked. "My head is starting to hurt."

Her older sister continued curling her hair. "I'm going as fast as I can, Lola," she said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "You look really beautiful, sis."

The bride smiled, her agitation slowly fading away. "Thank you," she said, "Sorry if I sounded a bit mean. I'm just really nervous."

Lori came up and stood next to her. "That's normal, I felt that way when I married Bobby, too," she said. "Once it's happening though, you won't feel that way anymore."

A blonde haired girl came up to Leni. "Hey mom, we need your help with the flower girls' dresses," she said. "We can't get them to look right.

"One second, Charlie," she said, finishing a curl on Lola's hair. "Lori, do you think you can work on her hair for me?"

Lori grabbed the curling iron from her. "Certainly," she said, taking her place behind Lola.

As the commotion settled down in the room, Lola began to think. She questioned if now was the right time. She and Winston were still so young, only twenty-two. What if they weren't ready? What if they needed more time to think about things?

"Hey Lori, can I ask you something?", she asked.

"Anything," Lori responded.

"When you and Bobby got married," she began. "How did you know that you were ready?"

Lori let that question settle into her thoughts. There was probably some philosophical answer to that question, but she went with something that always works for her.

"I could feel it in my heart," she told her. "When the love you have for someone is real, you just know." She looked at Lola in the mirror and said," Now let me ask you a question: Are you ready?"

Lola sat back in her chair, staring at herself in the mirror. Her makeup still intact, half of her hair messy. Then she took a look to her left. That beautiful, white princess gown standing on a mannequin next to her.

The thought of spending the rest of her life with Winston, the man she fell in love with, made her heart swell. He was sweet, kind, a pure gentleman. He cared for her, and she cared for him.

She sighed, listening to her heart. It would tell her what the answer was.

"Yes," she said proudly. "I love Winston, I can feel it deep in my heart."

Her older sister smiled herself. "I know you do, sis," she said, patting her shoulder. "Today is your day. You deserve the best."

The church slowly filled up with guests from both sides of the family and friends.

It was decorated in everything pink and white. Pink streamers covered the benches, a white stretch of cloth covered the aisle.

Lola's sisters Lana, Lisa, and Lily stood at the altar, while the others sat on the benches with their spouses and children. Her brother Lincoln stood next to Winston, her soon-to-be-husband.

Lincoln stepped closer to him. "It's almost time, buddy," he said, a smile on his face. "Are you ready?"

Winston turned to him, a small on his face as well. "Yeah, I think I am," he said, confident. "I can't wait."

Lincoln patted him on the shoulder. "It'll be worth it, just you wait," he said. "The day I married Ronnie Anne was one of the best days of my life."

"What were the other ones?", Winston asked, curious.

"When our girls were born," he said. "Now that, you can never be ready for. I wouldn't trade it for anything, though."

"Good to know," Winston replied. He turned to look down the aisle, where two little girls were throwing pink and white flower petals. "Oh, speaking of your girls…"

Lincoln smiled as he watched his daughters skip happily down the aisle towards them.

"Daddy! Look, I did it!", said the oldest one, her white hair waving around as she skipped around.

"I see that, sweetie," he said. "Now you and your sister need to sit with Mommy so Aunt Lola can walk to us, okay?"

She nodded, grabbing her sister's hand as they went to sit with Ronnie Anne in the front row.

The wedding march began to play, signaling the start of the ceremony.

Lola stood at the entrance, still out of Winston's range of vision. She took a deep breath, grasping the bouquet of flowers in her shaky hands. A warm hand touched her bare back, making her look to her left.

There stood her father, his age showing in his face as he looked at her with watery eyes. "You look so beautiful," he said, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Are you ready, honey?"

She took another deep breath. "Yes, I am," she said, standing up straight. "Let's do this."

Her father wrapped her arm around his, and began to lead her down the aisle.

They stood in the entrance way, where everyone was already staring at them. Lola ignored them, though, as her eyes only went in one direction. She stared down to the end of the aisle, and it was as if a calm wind blew past her. The nervousness she felt inside turned into excitement and anticipation when she saw Winston.

He was looked back at her. Their eyes meeting, making it seem as if they were the only people in the room. He could already feel the tears forming in his eyes as he watched her come towards him. Her long, fluffy, white dress moving with her as she glided down the aisle. Her curly, blonde hair bouncing with every step she took.

If he ever needed a reminder of why he was there today, marrying her, that was it.

When they made it to the altar, Lynn Sr. passed his daughter off, placing her in front of her lover. He gave her one last peck on the cheek before joining his wife on the bench behind him.

They stood there together, looking into each other's eyes from behind the white veil in front of her face. Lola felt a hand on her shoulder, causing her to turn her head around.

Her twin sister, Lana, gave her a thumbs up with a small smile. She returned it, and turned back to Winston.

"Wow, you are absolutely magnificent," he whispered, wiping a tear from his eye.

She giggled. "You look very handsome yourself," she said.

A preacher came and stood between them. "Hello everyone, today, we are here join these two young people in the holy matrimony," he spoke. "Mr. Winston James Milbourne, and Ms. Lola Marie Loud."

The guests clapped, while the couple didn't take their eyes off of each other. The ceremony began, and once they had exchanged their vows and taken each other's rings, it was time for the moment they had all been waiting for.

"And with that, I now pronounce you husband and wife," the preacher spoke. "You may kiss the bride."

The turned to each other, and Winston lifted the veil from Lola's face. They looked into each other's eyes, and that familiar feeling returned to her heart. Without hesitation, he leaned forward pressing his lips against hers as the guests cheered for the newlywed couple.

That feeling in her heart, the one that made her question everything today, it was still there as their lips touched. It was different somehow, though. Her heart was no longer filled with doubt and wonder. Instead, it was filled with love and certainty.

It was at the moment she knew…

She was ready.