Hey everyone! So I am excited to inform you guys that I will be posting new stories next week! But that also means the ending of stories, so please don't hate me. I will be ending I Think I Want To Marry You, and Baby Anyone, which will have a sequel. But the squeal is not what I'm talking about, that will go up in two weeks probably. Hopefully two new stories will go up next week, maybe one depending on my time. I really hope you guys like this story, and please review because I am nine away from 210! So let's get there, shall we? I love you guys!

Eli's POV:

Today was my big day! I was getting married to the one and only Clare Edwards in only a few hours! To saw I wasn't nervous would be ridiculous. I feel like I'm going to pee my pants. But I am so fucking excited I might scream!

Anyway, Adam was in my dressing trailer (they didn't exactly have dressing rooms at the abandoned Church) helping me get ready. I looked pretty good, but I couldn't help but obsess over stupid things like my tie being crooked and my pants feeling weird.

Adam saw me struggling and he rolled his eyes and walked over to me, "Here man, let me." Adam starts fixing my tie and I smile.

"Thanks dude, seriously, thanks." I say.

He nods, "No problem. So here's the deal, Fiona just texted me and Clare is just as nervous as you and looks gorgeous as hell, so you need to treat her like a princess. Got it?"

I chuckled, "When did you become Randal?"

Adam gave me a death glare, "Remember dude, her parents aren't even going to be here, so be sure to share yours."

I nod, "Dude, I'm getting married."

Adam poured us two glasses of champagne, "Way to go genius."

I put my hands in my hair, "But seriously, marriage."

Adam raised an eyebrow as he handed me the glass, "Nervous?"

I nodded and down the glass, "Of course. But I'm excited. But yeah, the first one."

Adam chuckled, "Man you need to chill. This is Clare, your Clare. It's going to be fine."

I grabbed another glass, "Thanks dude. I needed that."

Adam shook his head, "No problem. Now let's fix your hair. You look like you woke up in the dirt."

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Clare's POV:

Oh my God! I'm getting married! Fiona and I were running around my trailer like crazy trying to make me look amazing. Well Fiona was running, I was trying to avoid drinking the bottle of expensive champagne Fiona had on the counter.

Fiona came rushing over to me with a can of hair spray and I started cracking up. She looked hilarious in her blue and black strapless dress and hair in curlers. She rolled her eyes and sat down behind me. She began to spray my freshly curled hair, "You look so beautiful Clare."

I blushed, "Thanks. But honestly, I'm so nervous right now."

She raised her eyebrow, "Why? You're going to marry Eli. He loves you."

I nod, "I know. But it's marriage! Marriage is huge! But I am excited."

Fiona smiled, "Well if it makes you feel any better, Adam just texted me, he is just as nervous as you. Relax Clare."

I opened my mouth, but closed it as my trailer door opened. Alli! And Jenna … Joy.

"Clare bear!" They squealed in unison as they hugged me.

Fiona quickly shoved them off and began re fixing me, "Don't touch her! She is perfect!"

Alli rolled her eyes, "Chill, Clare is my bff, I know when she is perfect, she needs more eye liner."

I already thought my eyeliner was perfect, "No thanks, I really have enough."

Jenna looked in my eyes, "No Clare, you should put more on, KC loves a lot of eyeliner."

Fiona rolled her eyes, "KC is an ass and he loves strippers anyway."

Jenna put her hands on her hips, "Hey!"

Fiona glared at them, "You guys should go, Clare needs to distress."

Alli mocked Jenna's motion, "We don't stress her out!"

I smiled weakly, "Fiona is right, I need to finish getting ready, I'll see you out side?"

Both of them stormed out, slamming the door.

Fiona scoffed, "Bitter much."

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Eli's POV:

The wedding had started and I was waiting at the end of the isle for Clare. I was dressed in my black tux, black dress pants, and a black button up. As excited as I was, I felt terrible for Clare. Her sister was in Kenya and neither of her parents were here to give her away. Adam was so kind to step up and take her father's place. He was like her brother anyway.

Anyway, the music began to play. No, Clare and I didn't do traditional music. It sounded depressing in my opinion; we went with Better With You by Five Times August. As the music played I saw Clare step out a take Adam's arm. Damn, she looked absolutely breath taking.

Clare had her hair perfectly curled. Her eyes were like blue pools of wonder. She smiled when she saw me and she mouthed, "I love you."

I mouth back, "I love you, beautiful."

But I went straight back to examining her gorgeous body. Clare was wearing a rignstone strap halter top dress with a rignstone bodice and a ruffled bottom. It was absolutely breath taking and I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.

Clare finally made it up the aisle and the music faded. I looked in her eyes and she blushed. I managed to flash a quick smirk before I looked into the audience to spot Riley giving me a thumbs up. I smiled at him.

The priest began the ceremony, "We come together today to witness the bringing together of Mr. Elijah Goldsworthy and Ms. Clare Edwards. These two have been together for years and we all know they will make a wonderful couple. Unsurprisingly, they have chosen to do their own vows, so Eli, you may begin."

I cleared my throat nervously and Clare reached over to take my hand. She gave it a good squeeze and I relaxed at her touch, "Clare Edwards, where do I begin with you?" I took a deep breath and Clare gave my hand another soft squeeze, "I love you Clare. I have since we were just teenagers. Clare, I want you to be my wife so bad that I sang for you in front of a million people. I love you Clare. Will you take me as your husband screw ups and all?"

I saw tears slip from the coner of her shinning eyes and I didn't care how unformal it was, I leaned over and kissed the tear from her cheek. She blushed and whispered, "I do."

I used all my will power to refrain from jumping up and down like a child. But the priest cut off my excitement, "Clare, you may share your vow."

Now it was my turn to clam her nerves. I reached over and took her other hand that was shaking and I gave it a light squeeze.

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Clare's POV:

Oh Lord. I had to share my vows now. Eli was squeezing my hand just like I did for him, but I was still a little shaky, "Well Eli, I know exactly where to begin with you. I love you so much. You are my everything. You support me, you take care of me, you took me in, you comfort me, you feed me, you keep me safe and I just love you. Eli, there are a million things I could say and make this vow go on forever, but I'd rather just ask you. Eli will you be my forever. Will you be my husband?"

I saw pride and love in Eli's emerald eyes as he nodded his head, "I do."

The priest motioned for the ring barrier and Eli's little cousin came trudging down the aisle. We took the rings from them and placed them on each other's fingers.

There was only one thing left to do. The priest looked up at us, "Eli, you may now kiss your bride."

Eli kissed me and it was the most passionate kiss we had ever shared. When we broke apart, Eli and I lit a candle together, and then turned to our guests as our priest finished, "I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Elijah Goldsworthy."