Chapter Twenty One: Oh, it's your Wedding Day

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Wedding Singer – which is where I got the title of the chapter from.

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JPOV

My wedding day.

MY wedding day.

MY WEDDING DAY.

Oh god, my wedding day is today.

"Duh, dude. It says so on those fancy blue and silver 'Save the Date' that were sent out ages ago," Emmett laughed from my right.

"I said that out loud didn't I?" I asked both Emmett and Edward.

Edward nodded. "You've been speaking out loud to yourself for the past five minutes."

Edward, Emmett and I were currently located in one of the thirty three overnight rooms at Galleria Marchetti in downtown Chicago, where Alice and I had decided to have our wedding.

OUR WEDDING.

My father, Nicholas Whitlock, was currently checking outside to see if everything was ready so that myself, Emmett (my best man), Edward and my father (my other two groomsmen) could proceed to line up at the altar where I would proceed to wait for my wonderful, charming, gorgeous, beautiful, hyperactive, chocolate and coffee eating wife to walk gracefully down the long, decorated aisle.

I'm such a romantic sap.

I groaned as I flopped down into a nearby chair. I noticed how comfortable said chair was and for a moment there I was distracted from today's big event as I planned to somehow steal the chair.

Suddenly Alice's voice was heard from inside my head, "Sit up straight or you'll wrinkle your suit." I immediately sat up straight.

"Sorry, Alice," I muttered to myself.

I could practically see Edward and Emmett look at each other even though i had my face in my hands.

I heard Emmett rustle around and then a clinking of glass. "Wanna do a tequila shot to loosen you up?"

I began to laugh and once I started I couldn't seem to stop. Why was I laughing?

Edward knelt down next to me. "It's just cold feet, man. I think Emmett may actually be right this time. You might want to do that shot. It's just one and you won't get drunk or even slightly tipsy. It'll just make you loose." (A/N: Sorry to be a pest but read bottom AN about further chapter updates until middle of November).

One of my own thoughts entered my mind at that moment in time. "Oh my! What if I get drunk at the reception? I cannot possibly let that happen. I'm one of those loud drunks. Argh! When I was going for my Smart Serve certificate in order to be able to serve alcohol, the instructor once told us something about sobering up that I have never forgotten."

Emmett began to listen at that point. Of course. "And what was that?"

"That nothing but time can sober you up. Not exercise, not coffee, not sleeping, and definitely NOT positive thinking."

Emmett chucked. "But why not?"

I smirked and continued. "Well, what he said next had all the young 21 year olds laughing in the room. What do you get when a drunk exercises? A FIT drunk. What do you get when a drunk showers? A CLEAN drunk. What do you get when a drunk drinks coffee? An AWAKE drunk. What do you get when a drunk thinks positively? An OPTOMISTIC drunk. Thus, nothing but time sobers you up. No myth is real, however eating whilst drinking helps absorb the alchol."

"Then it's settled. Just eat a crap load of that fancy food that Alice, Bella and Rosalie picked out and you should be fine if you end up drinking a little bit."

"It's not that simple, Edward."

I felt Edward pat my shoulder and Emmett pulled me up and embraced me in a man hug. The door then opened. "My, my. Whatever will we tell Alice? Her fiancé chose to bat for the other team on the day of their wedding," my father chuckled.

"Ooh sssh dad," I laughed.

Emmett sauntered up to my father. "Oh, dear Nick. You know I'd pick you over Jasper any day. You're older man charms just do it for me."

I managed to choke on the one tequila shot when Emmett blurted out that sentence. Heavens, if this morning was anything to go by, the wedding will be eventful.

Sigh, the wedding. MY wedding. OUR wedding.

"Oh for the love of all things alcoholic. Not this again," Emmett face palmed himself.

Guess I said that out loud again.

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So, here I was; standing at the top of the altar, waiting for that all-too familiar wedding tune to begin as the flower girls start to walk down the aisle.

I could not wait to see my Alice emerge from around the corner. This was her wedding, our wedding. She deserved everything she could ever possibly want to come out of this wedding, and I honestly hoped it would. I would try my damn hardest to please her in every single way.

Deep down, I know I've loved her since I first laid eyes on her. Marrying her, in front of everyone, was just a public recognition and a formal bonding of our souls. Our love and commitment to each other had been solidified since Day Dot.

I was so caught up in my thoughts of Alice that I didn't notice the wedding tune begin to start. Alice's two twin little cousins came into sight. Both wearing silk sapphire dresses and carrying woven baskets of straw filled with various white petals from a number of white flowers; lilies, white roses, you name it.

After the flower girls, the ring bearer (Rose's sister's little boy) entered, followed by Rosalie herself, and then Bella as the maid of honour. Once Bella had reached the altar, the entire room turned their heads for the moment that I have been waiting for all morning.

And what I saw took my breath away and had yet to return it back. Alice emerged in a strapless tooth-sparkling (what kind of a word is that, Jasper? Geez) floor-length dress and a sheer veil flowing down her bare shoulders, covering her face.

However, I could still see her smile, as wide as the country, beaming at me, and her gray eyes shining with her love.

It took all I had not to start crying tears of happiness.

As soon as Alice had reached the end of the aisle, I gently reached for her hand, enveloping it in mine and kissing it as we turned to face the Minister.

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I turned to Alice and took both of her hands in mine and looked directly into her eyes as I began to recite the Wedding Vows that I had written. "I Jasper, choose you Alice, as my best friend, my love for life. I promise you my deepest love, my fullest devotion, my tenderest care, through the pressures of the present and the uncertainties of the future, I promise to be faithful to you. I promise to love you, to commit to you, and support you. I pledge to respect your unique talents and abilities, to lend you strength for all of your dreams. You have shown me what love feels like and for that I thank you. You are everything I need and at this moment I know all of my prayers have been answered and that all of my dreams have come true. I promise to be here forever and always. From this day forward, you shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home. As I have given you my hand to hold, I give you my life to keep."

At this point Alice had tears running down her face and I struggled to resist lifting up her veil and wiping the tears away with my kisses.

Alice maintained eye contact with me as she began to recite her own Wedding Vows. "Jasper, what can I say to you that I haven't already said. What can I give you that I haven't already given? Is there anything of me that isn't yours already? My body, my mind, my heart, even my soul. Everything that is me belonged to you long before this. And it shall be yours long after this. I will follow you anywhere and everywhere you lead. Hand in hand and heart in heart."

The Minister then began to speak, "The wedding ring is a symbol of eternity. It is an outward sign of an inward and spiritual bond which unites two hearts in endless love. And now as a token of your love and of your deep desire to be forever united in heart and soul, you Jasper, may place a ring on the finger of your bride."

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"Do you, Jasper Whitlock, take Alice Brandon, to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, till death you do part?" The Minister asked.

I replied immediately without hesitation. "I do."

"Do you, Alice Brandon, take Jasper Whitlock, to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, til death you do part?"

"I do," I heard Alice reply just as quickly as I had.

"Now that Jasper and Alice have given themselves to each other by the promises they have exchanged, I pronounce them to be husband and wife, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. You may now kiss the bride."

With permission from the Minister I lifted Alice's veil carefully from her face and traced the slight tear trails. I lifted her chin up with my left index finger, the light catching on my white gold wedding band. I stared deeply into her eyes and whispered, "I love you," plain and simply before I leant down and pressed my lips to her soft ones, completely ignoring the cheers and clapping from everyone, and Emmett's cat calls.

After we had broken apart the Minister then spoke again. "It is now my privilege to introduce to you for the first time, Mr. And Mrs. Whitlock."

The clapping and cheering grew in volume again as Alice and I made our way down the aisle, hand in hand, and headed towards the Ballroom hall where the reception was being held.

Alice and I were spending our wedding night in the largest room here, away from any other rooms where some of the out of town wedding guests were staying in. At midday tomorrow, Alice and I were off to the airport to catch a plane to our honeymoon destination, of which Alice does not know where. It has been bothering her all week. Despite all of her pestering, I did not relent.

I had decided to take her to Italy. I knew Alice was one eighth Italian and I wished to take her sightseeing in Rome.

I stared down lovingly at my wife as I pulled out her chair and sat her down. I leant over her and kissed her gently on the lips before I took my seat. Emmett was on my left with Rosalie on his left. To the right of Alice was Bella with Edward sitting beside her.

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After having a wonderful and fulfilling three course meal, it was time for Alice and I to share our first dance as a married couple. Leading her into the middle of the dance floor, I whispered into her right ear.

"I'll show you a different kind of dancing tonight, love."

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AN: So sorry about the two week delay but I just graduated High School last week so it has been hectic for the last fortnight. I have final exams from 14th of October until the 5th of November, so updates will be farther apart during that time. I hope you all don't mind that much! I actually researched for this chapter! The name of the place where the wedding was held and what certificate you must have before you can serve alcohol in America. In Australia it's called a Responsible Service of Alcohol (RSA) certificate. My goal is 500 reviews for this story by the end of it. Make that happen! Review your favourite line/part. Also, you can follow me on Twitter. I'm xxtwilight7xx.