2015
A/N: This is what you have all been waiting for (actually, there are better chapters yet to come, but whatever)…the wedding! {Insert Applause here} Yes, I know that you all have been waiting for this moment for a long time, so let's get on with the show! And that concludes all I had to say.
"On July 22nd 2008, I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. Upon seeing her, I thought to myself 'I could do her,'" Ricky started, smiling brightly. Applause could be heard from the friends Ricky and Amy had known for a while, so he decided to continue. "Little did I…sorry, wrong speech, wrong time. But, this part of the story does have something to do with the speech I was just starting."
Amy slowly opened her eyes. She reached for Ricky across the bed, but only found a cold, empty spot. Suddenly, she remembered. I'm getting married today! I can't believe this! I'm actually getting married! Amy rose up from bed quickly and headed towards the kitchen. "Happy Getting Married Day!" Amy's mom, sister and Sara, a close friend, yelled to Amy. Henry, Sara's fiancé, was cooking a delicious looking breakfast.
"Henry cooking breakfast was Ricky's idea. He said, and I quote, 'she deserves two of Henry's amazing meals today' and Henry and I just thought that was too cute, so here you go!" Sara began in her New York accent. Amy, still in a state of shock, sat down to a large plate of an assortment of biscuits, pancakes, muffins, eggs (cooked in at least three different ways), bacon, and a few other things. The shock on her face grew even more. They cooked ALL OF THIS FOOD for me? I'm going to have to thank Ricky later…"and the muffins are Ricky's—he makes the best muffins!—and we have the dress, and since the wedding is at four and we are getting your hair done at one, after lunch at eleven thirty, you can get dressed at about two thirty," Sara began.
"Sar, do Amy a favor. Please shut up," Henry laughed to himself as Sara hit him lightly.
"Where's John?" Amy said with food with her mouth.
"Ames, he's with the Kennish's. He should be stopping by for a little while, but then the men are doing something for the wedding. And your dad and I will take care of John for the ten days that the two of you will be gone, and we will take him to school, and we will make sure that he goes to bed at a reasonable hour, just so the Kennish's don't have to take care of him for the whole week and a half," Anne said. "And your dad is meeting us there, so he doesn't have to be here. And we should leave about three…"
"You can shut up too Mrs. Jeurgens," Henry said.
Amy laughed at Henry as she pushed the half-finished plate aside, "I'm going to go take a shower. What time is it anyway?"
"It's like 10:00, you slept in today Amy," Ashley said sarcastically.
"So we have plenty of time until we have our lunch date, but you should wear something nice." Sara spoke. Just then, the doorbell rang, "That must be John and Mina!" Sara rushed over to open the door for John and most of the Kennish family.
"Mommy! You are getting married today!" John squealed as he saw his mother.
"Hi baby! How was the sleepover with Mina?" Amy asked, excited to see her son.
"Oh it was good! We played games, and watched movies, and we talked about Tony who isn't very nice to Mina but I like him, but then Mam said that Tony probably likes Mina but then Mina didn't believe her and…"John started, but Mina cut him off.
"Yea, Mommy says that I like him too but I don't like him he is mean to me! And you are Pop are getting married today! I'm so excited! I never got to see Mommy and Daddy get married, but John get's to see you and Pop get married! It's not fair!" Mina finished. I guess I would have to agree with Ricky, six year olds really do have trouble not talking!
"Yea, I know it's unfair girlie, but why don't you and John go play in John's room and then we can all go off to lunch? Does that sound fun?" The pair both nodded.
"Hey, before you go, John's daddy made some muffins for the two of you. Here you go," Henry said, giving them both a strawberry muffin.
"I'm leaving to take my shower now!" Amy said to the distracted group, Not that any of you should mind. It's my day, after all.
After finally managing to get the bathroom alone, Amy pulled out her phone. It didn't even ring twice before he answered.
"You rang?" Ricky asked.
"I just wanted to say…hey. God, I can't believe it: we're getting married today! It's so exciting!" Amy said, trying to speak quietly.
"I know we are. Look, I have somewhere I have to be and I know that you are in the bathroom, which means that you probably haven't showered yet so why don't you shower and I'll get ready and we can talk later. We will have plenty of time to talk—or do other things, that involve the two of us being together—if you'd rather," Amy could feel Ricky's smirk through the phone, something she loved.
"Those other things sound quiet enticing. I may have to go with that," Amy said seductively.
"And now I must go take a…uh, shower," Ricky said, stuttering. "I'll talk to you later. I'll be the one wearing the tux with the white tie in the front, by the way," Ricky smiled as he spoke.
"I'll be sure to keep an eye out for you. I'll be wearing a pretty, white number, in case you didn't know," Amy smiled too.
As Amy finished her part of the story, she heard John and Mina laughing quietly. "Is something funny Mr. Underwood and Miss Kennish?" Amy asked.
"It's just that I remember hearing you and Pop talking and the two of us thought that you had maybe gone crazy or something. So we went to go ask my mom what you were doing, and nobody knew. So, after like five minutes of listening to you, John's grandma finally figured out that you were talking to Pop. We all felt a little silly after that," All the people who were in the apartment at the time began to laugh as well.
"Oh, yea. Well, I wanted to talk to him! It was pretty rare at that time that I didn't talk to him in the morning!" Amy said as she tried to defend herself. "And I didn't want to talk to him in front of all of you!"
After showers and last minute items, the group was off. Once the arrived to their destination, Amy was shocked to say the least. "We are eating at Milo's Café? Why exactly? I mean, I love Milo's, but it's not really appropriate for lunch on the day you are getting married?"
"No, you are eating at Milo's. The rest of us are going to go eat with the groomsmen, and drop off John and Henry," Sara said.
"What? I'm eating here by myself? Why?" Amy asked, very confused.
"Just go inside silly," Henry told her.
Amy walked inside, only to find Ricky sitting at a table with a burger on his plate, some chicken wings across from him, and some fries in the middle. "I was wondering how long it would take for you to come in here," he smiled.
Amy sat down across from him, her smile beaming, "I thought that the groom wasn't supposed to see the bride before the wedding. It's not traditional," Amy said, smirking at him.
"Well, we aren't the most traditional couple," he said, smirking right back. The two of them continued to talk about how they were getting married, about John, and about what the future would hold for them.
"Do you remember the first time we came here? If I remember correctly, we went to the bathroom to make out about ten times," Ricky laughed as he remembered the first time coming to this restaurant.
"Yea, that was when I came to visit you in New York right? And the rest of our track record at this place isn't so great either. In fact, it seems we almost always go to the bathroom together when we're here," Ricky added, continuing to laugh.
"Well, look at the time. It's almost 12:30 and my appointment is at 1. I guess I better be heading out. But, maybe we'll see each other again sometime? I'm going to a wedding today at four; maybe I will see you there. It's in Central Park," Amy smiled.
"What a coincidence! I have a wedding there too! Are you going for the bride or the groom?"
"Oh, the groom, definitely. He's hot." Ricky laughed loudly.
"But the bride is pretty gorgeous too. And I heard that the wedding will be a pretty big thing. I think the two of them will be really happy together," Ricky spoke softly.
"I'm sure they will. But I really have to go now! Bye! It was great seeing you!" Amy said, rushing off to her appointment.
"Oh it must have been so cute! I wish I could have been at the wedding! Why couldn't you have waited two more years until I was born to have the wedding?" Emily asked; she loved weddings. She had been the flower girl in a few of their friends from high school and college's weddings.
"Em, you probably would have still been born about two years after our wedding, no matter when we had it," Ricky laughed a little as he told his daughter this.
"But I wanted to be at your wedding! Johnny got to be there!" Emily said, beginning to pout.
"Em, how about this: although you weren't able to be at Mommy and Daddy's wedding, you can get a big role in John and Mina's wedding?" Amy asked, laughing.
"Mom!" John screamed, as he blushed a deep red.
"Are you ready to be in Mommy and Daddy's wedding John?" Ricky asked as the pulled up to the Central Park boathouse.
"Yes! Where is Mommy?" John asked and Dave Kennish laughed.
"Your Mommy isn't here yet bud, but she will be here in a little while. But first, we have to drop off your Daddy, and then we are going to pick up your Mommy. Sound good bud?" Dave Kennish told John.
"But why can't Daddy come with us to pick up Mommy? I don't get it," John asked again.
God, I love this kid. So much. "Bud, because that's how weddings work. You'll understand later. But right now, I have to get going and you have to go get Mommy! So come on let's go!" Ricky told John.
"Ok! Let's go!" John squealed. And this is why I love six year olds in general. It's so easy to get them excited about something.
A little farther down 6th Avenue, Amy and her entourage were helping put on Amy's final touches. Amy had a simple A-line dress with flowery designs on the top, with her curly hair cascading down her back. Amy also wore her favorite pair of black heels, along with gold earrings that Ricky had gotten her for the wedding, and her grandmother's pearl necklace. Amy also wore a bracelet that Sara had let her borrow and a light-blue-and-red hair clip in her hair.
"Amy, you look absolutely stunning. Do you have all of the required items: something new, something old, something borrowed, and something blue?" Anne asked.
"Yes, I have everything I need. Now I just need my escort and we can be on our way. By the way," Amy said, turning towards Emily, Ashley, and Sara—who were all wearing the same red sweetheart dress—and Mina—who was wearing a princess like dress in the same color, "you all look so beautiful as well. This is so exciting! I'm actually getting married today!"
"Yea Ames, you are getting married today and yes, the dresses really are quite stunning. And, I might even be able to wear this dress again!" Emily Kennish said.
"Are we ready to go?" Dave Kennish asked as he walked through the door, followed by Adam Kennish; George, Robbie, and John (soon to be Underwood) Jeurgens.
"Mommy! You look so pretty!" John said, running over to hug his mother.
"Ames you look…beautiful. That dress really suits you. And Ricky…he's going to love it," George spoke as he started to tear up.
"Dad, please don't cry already! My makeup looks so nice and I don't want to cry yet and it's going to get messed up later, so let's not start now!" Amy said, running over to hug her dad. The two of them continued to share a moment before Anne, somewhat loudly, cleared her throat.
"Ok, we are already starting to be a little late, let's get a move on! Oh, John, Robbie and Adam you all look so cute! This was such a good idea Amy! But now we really have to go!" Anne said, motioning for the wedding party to head out the door.
"What idea was that Grandma?" John asked.
"Oh, I'm sure your mom and dad can tell you," Anne said, nodding towards the two of them.
(Flashback)
"I just don't know what to do with all these kids! There are going to be so many at the wedding! I mean, I want John to be a bigger part then the ring bearer, but he can't really be a groomsman, can he? And what about Mina? She's John's best friend and she should be involved in the wedding, which means that we should involve Adam in the wedding. Plus we need to have Robbie in the wedding, he's my brother! That still seems so weird that I have a little brother who is 16 years younger than me. And then who else should be in the…"Amy was cut off by a kiss.
"Ames, it's really not as big of a deal as you are making it out to be. John can be a groomsman if we want him to be, and we both want him to be. How about this: John and Mina are honorary 'bridal party members' or whatever they are called, and Robbie and Adam are flower boys. Who says we need to have a flower girl? And we can both just hold the rings, or John can have them in his pocket or something. The whole big wedding thing doesn't matter that much to me. I just want to be married to you, and I want to be married to you as soon as possible. Can we just pause the wedding talk for right now?" Ricky pleaded, as he had been begging Amy to stop pacing for the past fifteen minutes.
"That is…a good idea. That is great actually! And I guess you are right, we—ok, I—should stop talking about the wedding for two seconds. So," Amy asked her voice dropping lower, "can you think of anything for us to do now that I'm done thinking about the wedding?"
"Oh, I have a few things up my sleeve," Ricky said, pulling the two of them on the bed as he smirked at her .
(End of Flashback)
Finally, after a cacophony of traffic, catering problems, dress problems, and little kid problems, the wedding was finally ready to start. A simple wedding tune began to play as the bridal party began to walk down the isle. First, was Ashley and one of Ricky's colleagues, who had become a close friend over the past year; then Emily and Dave Kennish; then Sara Henderson and Henry Humphrey; and finally, John Underwood and Mina Kennish, both of whom were holding hands and trying not to skip down the outdoor sidewalk too obviously. After a few moments, a more common wedding tune began to play from the small band—which included a French horn, a drum, and a violin—and Amy and George could be seen walking towards the make-shift altar. Ricky, who had been looking down to avoid bursting into tears on the spot, looked up to see Amy walk down the sidewalk. She was the most beautiful, perfect woman he had ever seen in his life, and he believed that nothing—nothing—would compare to this moment. Even more beautiful then I expected her to be. God, that dress and her hair, and the necklace, and the earrings and—just her in general. She looks absolutely stunning. I'm not even sure if I'll be able to speak. What am I supposed to say again?
Oh God, he looks so handsome. That suit fits him…a little too well. And he just looks…so happy. I don't know if I will even be able to say my lines. That altar just can't come fast enough can it? After what seemed like an eternity to both, Amy joined Ricky at the altar. George gave Amy a kiss on the cheek and a quick hug, then moved to sit next to his wife and family-in-law.
The rest of the wedding went smoothly, and the personal touches were short and sweet. About forty-five minutes later, the friend running the ceremony told Ricky that he may now kiss the bride. The audience clapped loudly as Ricky and Amy kissed whole-heartedly. The bridal party and a few guests made their way to a secluded area overlooking the water, where they took a number of pictures. After the bridal party made its way with the rest of the guests into the boathouse, Ricky and Amy took a short stroll through the park, holding hands the whole way.
"I can't believe that we are actually married. It only took four years," Amy said, smiling.
"Plus a three year period when I was too stupid to realize that I needed to spend the rest of my life with you," Ricky added. The two of them continued along the lake until they reached the boathouse again. "Ready to go in?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Amy spoke. "You know, this wedding is a lot different than my first one. We're legally married for one, and it's just…better. I feel like I'm getting married to the right person this time. And for the right reasons. I'm not just marrying you because you are the father of my son, but because I love you and I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else."
"I know. I love you too," Ricky whispered in her ear as the entered the building.
"And now presenting…Mr. and Mrs. Underwood!" the D. J. announced. "We you now join me in watching their first dance," he added. The dance was slow and heartfelt, with a couple of slow spins and laughs. And, because John was just as much a part of "them" as they were, about halfway through the dance, John joined them on the dance floor and the family danced together.
"Now I really wish I could be there! I'm a better dancer than Johnny is anyway!" Emily pouted as Ricky laughed.
"Sorry, Em. Next time we get married, we'll be sure to invite you," Amy said laughing as well.
A/N: And there you have it folks: Ricky and Amy's wedding; Jenni style. If you have any questions or confusing parts, please let me know! Also, I was thinking of writing Ricky's speech (the one that he starts in the beginning) in this chapter, but decided against it. But, if I get enough reviews about it, I will add it as a little side one shot. Also, look out for a completely unrelated (well, it's in my same little universe as all my stories, but it has no direct correlation to this story [it's actually going to be more like That Little Black Dress , .net/s/7234689/1/That_Little_Black_Dress), not to boost my own story of course…]) oneshot sometime this evening {If you would like to read it}. And please review! And thanks for reading! And if you have Story Alerted my story, but have not reviewed, please, Please, PLEASE review!
Also, I usually wouldn't do this, but this is the dress I had in mind for Amy (a very loose idea of what I had in mind); plus, this dress is just really pretty! .com/Product_One-Shoulder-Basket-Weave-Organza-Gown-VW351090_Bridal-Gowns-Shop-By-Silhouette-A-Line. Enjoy!