A/N: This is perhaps 6 months to a year later...
Epilogue:
Camille sighed as she bounced Lacey on her hip, watching her best friend pacing anxiously in front of her,
"Jo, calm down!" the brunette said "Everything's gonna be fine!"
"No it's not!" Jo cried! "I know I've forgotten something! What if there's not enough seats? What if I forgot to invite someone really important? What if-"
"What if you rip your wedding dress?" Stephanie interrupted, and Jo looked at her, horrified "Stop pacing! It's going to catch on something!"
"Steph's right," Lucy said "now come here so I can fix your hair." Jo did as she was told and sat down in front of the mirrors as Lucy readjusted pins in her hair "I swear this weddings doing more bad for you than good!"
The girls finally managed to calm Jo down, and soon the bride to be was chatting animatedly with her nearly three year old daughter,
"Does mommy look pretty Lacey?" she asked.
"Yeah! Pretty!" Lacey called excitedly, practically bouncing on the spot.
"You look pretty too!" Jo cooed, admiring Camille's handiwork; the brunette had struggled with Lacey's pale blue dress and the lily clip that was in her hair for hours, and it had finally paid off. "What about aunty Cami, auntie Stephie and aunty Lucy?" Jo asked, nodding towards her three bridesmaids, who were dressed in identical royal blue dresses that finished at the knee and went over one shoulder.
"Pretty!" Lacey exclaimed again, clapping her little hands.
"Why thank you, little lady!" Stephanie smiled as Camille checked her watch,
"It's go time, guys,"
"Dude, chill!" James said as he watched the brunette pacing frantically in front of him.
"How can I chill?" Logan exclaimed "How can you be chill?" he rounded on Kendall, who was lounging on the couch in the corner of the room the boys had been given at the chapel to get ready in.
"How can you be so stressed?" Kendall returned calmly "You're not even getting married,"
"So? Doesn't stop me from freaking out!" Logan cried, reaching to run a hand through his hair.
"Don't!" James cried, and Logan froze in his pacing "Don't you dare, you how long it took me to make it stay like that!"
"Ugh fine!" Logan huffed, and continued his walking "But seriously though, how are none of you guys freaking out?"
"Cause... we're not?" Carlos said, as if he was unsure as to why Logan was so worried.
"I betcha Jo's not this stressed," Kendall pointed out.
"She will be! There's so much to think about! What if there's not enough places for everyone? What if you forget your vow-"
"Dude!" Kendall held up a hand "There's no way I'm gonna forget my vow, besides, it's written down!" he indicated James, who had the the piece of paper in his hand, and who held it up before placing is securely in his inside pocket, patting his chest above the pocket for good measure.
"OK, what if you lose the rings?" Logan asked, indicating Carlos, who reached into the inside pocket of his jacket, drawing a blank and frantically searching through two more pockets before pulling out the box containing the two rings and holding it up. "Are you sure you don't want me to hold them?" Logan asked, eyeing Carlos warily.
"No, it's fine," Kendall said "I trust Carlos to take care of them,"
"See?" Have a little faith, Logie," Carlos smirked, putting the ring box in his inside pocket, just as James had.
"Seriously, Logan," Kendall sad, standing up and putting his hands on the shorter boy's shoulders "it's going to be fine, now stop stressing because its go time,"
Before long, Kendall was standing at the altar, the guys standing behind him, and waiting for the professional to start.
"Are you sure you have his vow?" Logan asked James, who patted his chest over the inner pocket "and the rings?" Carlos reached up to pat his pocket, giving a concerned expression and smirking as Logan's eyes widened.
"Dude, they're right here!" Carlos smirked as he pulled the box from his pocket, cowering under Logan's glare as he put the box back in his pocket.
"Guys, quit it!" Kendall hissed as the band struck up a bridal march, and the congregation stood as the doors to the end of the chapel opened. Camille was first, bend slightly so she could hold little Lacey's hand, and Kendall couldn't help but smile as he watched the little girl throw flower petals over the aisle, with help from her aunty Camille. He promised himself he wouldn't cry - it was girly, but Kendall couldn't help the prickling in the back of his eyes as his gaze fell on Jo, the light seeming to dance off her golden hair and her pure white dress that fell gently to the floor as she practically glided along the aisle. Jo, for her part, was glad she had gone traditional and worn a veil, because she knew she had tears in her eyes at the sight of Kendall, his crisp black suit and the almost awestruck smile on his face as their eyes met.
Kendall could hear his mother sniffling as Jo met him, and handed her flowers off to Lucy, and the couple looked to the minister to begin.
"Friends," the old man said, smiling around the congregation "we are gathered here, on this most special of days, to join in holy matrimony, this man and this woman. I believe you each have some vows to read to each other?" the minister turned his kind blue eyes on Kendall, who indicated Jo. The blonde turned to Camille, who retrieved the paper from Lacey's flower basked and handed it to her friend. Jo unfolded it with shaking hands and pushed back her veil,
"Kendall, when I first came to LA, I was adamant that my career came first, and boys came second." she read, trying to keep her voice steady as that familiar stinging sensation burned her eyes with tears "You changed that, you broke down my walls, I was no longer that girl who was too busy for a boyfriend, and I will always be grateful for you changing that. You are my only exception to the rule, you are my true love, as corny as it sounds, I couldn't picture myself with anyone else, you were my first and only love, even when I was in New Zealand, I never stopped thinking about you, and even now, I couldn't picture anyone else standing up here with me," Jo took a shaky breath and looked up into the green eyes that were gazing lovingly into her own "you are my perfect match, my love that only comes once in a lifetime, Kendall Knight, you taught me that, and for that I will always love you," Kendall had to resist the overwhelming urge to take Jo into his arms and kiss her then and there as the petite blonde handed the piece of paper back to Camille and sniffles as she returned her gaze to him. James handed Kendall his vow, and he took a deep breath before beginning to read,
"Jo, I'd love to say that when I first met you, I knew you were the one, but I never believed in that stuff. You changed that;" he paused, licking his lips nervously before taking another breath "the very first time we kissed, when the guys and I were going back to Minnesota, I didn't tell anyone, but I was convinced I'd lost my only chance at true love, and by the time you came back from New Zealand, and we got back together, I knew that fate, or the universe, or whatever, knew we were destined to be together. I never thought I'd ever be as happy as when I saw our Lacey for the first time, but today, on our wedding day, I've broken that scale. As much as I wanted this wedding to be about giving Lacey a real family, it's also about showing the woman I love more than anything that I don't intend to lose her ever again, and I know, for certain now, that I believe in true love, Jo Taylor, because you are it." he held out the paper for James to take, never taking his eyes off Jo as the taller boy took it from him.
"Well," said the minister gently "if anyone should object to such a beautiful marriage," he gave an encouraging smile to both Kendall and Jo, who smiled back, a slight blush coming to Jo's cheeks "let them speak now, or forever hold their peace," he gave another pause, looking around the congregation "No? Well, then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride,"
A/N: Thanks guys, hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, check out my other stories, that'd mean a ton, and I have a twitter with the same name as this, so if you guys wanted to follow, I'd love that. Tweet me your FanFiction name and I'll follow you back :)
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Love, Laura xox
P.S to the guest who asked about the Lomille plot, that'll be a separate document, and when it gets put up depends on how hard it is for me to find where I've temporarily misplaced it :)