ROSALIE POV:

"I'm gonna get sick.", I moaned.

"Don't puke. It'll be okay.", My best friend, Alice, rubbed my back.

I held onto the counter. "I don't feel good. I feel so dizzy.".

"Just make it through the wedding, baby.", My mom said.

I took a deep breath. I had to get through the wedding. I had to do this for Emmett.

"I'm ready.", I whispered.

"You sure, pumpkin?", My dad asked.

"I have to go. F-For Emmett.".

As the music started, I started feeling more nauseous. So many people were here. All of our co-workers and Emmett's friends, and almost the whole town. The paper said I had 1000 that were supposed to show up, but I honestly think I have more here.

I looked up at Emmett as I started walking with my dad. He had a big smile on his face. How did I get so lucky.

As we reached the end of the aisle, I let out a breath.

(you know how weddings go. So imma time skip a lil bit.)

"I do.", I giggled as I put Emmett's ring on his finger.

"I do.", Emmett winked as he slid my ring onto my finger.

"You may now kiss the bride.", The priest announced.

Emmett wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened it. Everyone was clapping and cheering.

I pulled away and smiled. "I love you.".

"I love you more.", He smiled.

I looked through my bag and sighed.

"What's wrong?", Emmett asked.

"I forgot a bunch of things.", I frowned.

Emmett started looking through my bag. "Like what?".

"My shampoo, and lotion.".

He picked up a box. "What's this?".

I looked at it. The big purple ink read 'Home Pregnancy Test!'.

I noticed a paper taped to the back. 'You were nauseous in the dressing room earlier, you've been moody, and you did say your clothes were getting tight. I love you. Text me the results. LOVE ALICE. :) '

"I'm gonna kill her.", I mumbled.

"Is that all true? Like your clothes being tight and you feeling sick?", Emmett asked.

"Y-Yeah.. I just thought it was stress.", I admitted.

"W-Will you take it?".

"I-I'm scared.. What if it's positive?".

"Then we'll deal with it. I can't go without not knowing. We'll find out and take action. We can still have fun on our honeymoon.", He said.

"Fine..".

I walked to the bathroom and took the test. My hands were shaking. Hell, I didn't want to do this on our honeymoon. I didn't want to be pregnant my first few months of marriage. I wanted to wait at least 4 months.

I opened the door. "I-If this is positive, a-are you going to hate me?".

"Never, love. Hell, I'd actually be excited. We'd be starting our little family a bit early, but it just means we'll get to meet them all sooner.", He smiled and kissed my nose.

"R-Really?", I asked.

"Of course. I'll always be excited since you're carrying my kids.", He winked.

I giggled and smiled faintly. "I'm just over thinking, I guess.".

"You are, babe.", He smiled.

"What do you want for dinner?", I asked.

"You're not cooking on our honeymoon. I've already made dinner arrangements for the next two weeks.", He replied.

"Well, what's the plans for tonight?".

"We're going to go to dinner, then come back here. Tomorrow night is when we'll get out and around.".

I glanced at the clock. "You can look at it.".

"Just me?", He asked.

"Mhm.", I smiled faintly.

Good?