Author's Note: Wedding dresses! Yippee! Enjoy!
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Chapter 15
Bella's Point of View
"Oh, that's beautiful, honey," Renee gushed, her hands clasped together dreamily. "Why don't you try twirling around?"
Sighing tiredly, I twirled around in the wedding dress I had just put on. It was long and its designs were rather old-fashioned.
"Mm," Alice mused. "It really does suit you better than the other ones. And it's just right for Edward too…old-fashioned… What do you think, Mom?"
Esme smiled. "She looks beautiful in everything; I'm afraid I can't choose. Which one do you like best, Bella, dear?"
I couldn't stay mad at my future mother-in-law. Esme adored me. She was already treating me like her daughter, even more than before. She'd taken my side the whole day today on my opinions on some of the dresses I'd tried on.
I smiled. "I like this one too. It's beautiful. I think I'm most comfortable in this one."
Esme nodded. "Why don't we choose this one? I think it's the best choice."
"That's fine with me," Renee said cheerfully. "You look so beautiful, honey."
"Wait, wait!" Alice protested. "We can't just choose rashly."
"Alice," I said wearily. "We've been at this for nearly four hours already. I think it's safe to choose a dress now."
Alice bit her lip as she studied the train of the dress. Her eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. Finally, she smiled. "It looks fine. I'm okay with this dress."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I would be free to go home now. Home to Edward.
"Do you think it'll match well with Edward's tux?" Renee asked. "What do you think, Alice?"
Alice nodded. "Most definitely. It'll be just fine."
"Okay," Esme said. "I'm glad that's settled." She turned back to me. "Why don't you go get changed, and we'll get you home."
I nodded as the curtains around the mini stage closed again.
"But Mom!" I heard Alice complaining. "We haven't been shopping yet!"
"Alice," Esme said. "Bella's tired. She's been modeling dresses for us all day, practically-"
"Mom, please? I need to get some more stuff for Bella's luggage…"
I gritted my teeth. I knew it had been a mistake to let Alice in charge of my luggage. I knew there wasn't going to be one article of clothing that I recognized in that huge bag.
Ten minutes later, I joined the still arguing women, wearing comfortable casual clothes.
"Ready?" Esme asked. Smiling, she slipped her arm around mine and pulled me quickly out of the wedding shop, trying to ignore Alice's whining.
"I swear, you love Bella more than you love your own daughter," Alice grumbled as we headed home in the limo.
"Well, Bella is my daughter too, Alice," Esme said.
"Not yet," Alice countered. "And besides, she'll be your daughter-in-law."
"Same difference."
"No, it isn't," Alice insisted. "But still. Understandable. You've always adored Bella."
"What's not to like about her?" Esme asked, smiling fondly at me. "She's beautiful, intelligent, and she's perfect for my son."
I blushed. "Thanks, Esme."
"Oh, I can hardly wait!" Renee said. "The wedding is in two days! Two days!"
"We know, Mom," I said, patting her hand.
"Oh, how am I going to live without you, honey?" Renee asked, looking tearful now. "My baby's leaving home…"
"Mom," I said, appalled as she took out a handkerchief. "It's not like I'm eloping. I'm marrying. I'll be back, you know. And we're not living alone; we'll be with Carlisle and Esme at the family mansion so you can come visit us…"
But Renee cried even harder. I bit my lip, unable to find words to console her.
Finally, Esme started murmuring soothingly to her friend, effectively calming her down. Sighing and shaking my head, I glanced at Alice, who smiled at me affectionately.
The front door opened even before I got out of the car. Edward was standing there with Emmett and Jasper, waiting patiently.
I ran to them and threw myself in Edward's waiting arms.
"Did you have fun?" he murmured into my hair.
"No," I said in disgust. "Alice shoved me into a thousand dresses before she finally picked one."
Edward chuckled. "Well, look on the bright side. You get a few days off before the wedding."
I smiled happily. "That sounds nice."
"Ugh, you two," Emmett grumbled, looking away pointedly. "Get a room."
Edward and I laughed.
Jasper tutted. "You wouldn't feel this way if you had a girlfriend. Go ask someone out. There must be someone good at Harvard."
"Are you kidding?" Emmett asked, grinning. "There's tons. But I'm trying to focus on my studies before I start dating. I can always do that when I become successful."
"Very wise, Emmett," Alice said sarcastically as she approached us. Renee and Esme headed towards the garden, talking about last minute preparations for the wedding.
Alice brushed past me gently, stomping inside. She was still seething. Edward looked surprised.
"What happened?" he asked. "Did we do something wrong?"
"Oh, she's mad at me," I said, sighing. "Esme had to drag her into the car when we said we weren't going to go shopping."
Edward chuckled. "Typical Alice."
"Alice?" Jasper called, walking away. "Where are you?"
"Go away!" came a faint reply from upstairs.
"Alice!" Jasper called again, heading upstairs.
"Come on," Edward whispered. "Let's let Jasper deal with her, shall we?"
"Where are you two going?" Emmett asked suspiciously as we started walking towards the stairs. "Do I need to remind you, Edward, that while I understand your needs as a man, you two are not married yet?"
I blushed.
Edward rolled his eyes. "I promise I won't touch her."
"Where are you going?" Emmett repeated.
"To my bedroom," Edward said impatiently.
"Leave the door open."
"No."
"Leave it open, bro."
"Since when were you the responsible one?"
"Open, Edward."
Edward frowned in annoyance. "I'll be glad when we leave this place and go to Paris. I swear, we need some privacy."
Emmett grinned. "Yes, yes, I won't protest when you two are married. But until then, I must protect the virtue of my precious sister-in-law-to-be, shouldn't I? After all, she's not exactly legal yet."
"Go away," Edward muttered, pulling me away.
"I'm serious, Edward," Emmett called as we climbed the stairs. "I'll let you close the door, but you'd better not lock it!"
Edward was muttering under his breath as we reached the second floor. I giggled, finding all this amusing.
"How can you laugh?" Edward asked, frowning as he closed the bedroom door behind us. "It's annoying." I heard a lock click.
My eyes narrowed. "Don't lock it, Edward. Emmett will go nuts if he finds out."
"Not you too," Edward complained.
"Come on, Edward," I chided, unlocking the door. "Be mature about this. You're nineteen. Now start acting like it."
"Yes, Mother," he said, rolling his eyes.
"Silly," I said, smiling. "Two more days."
He studied me wistfully. "It seems like two months."
I looked away, embarrassed.
He placed a finger under my chin and lifted my head gently. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm not. I'm proud of us. So you should feel proud too."
I sighed. "I'm happy, Edward. Really. But the fact that I'm marrying at seventeen… Well, everyone knows. There's never any privacy in my life."
"Don't be bothered by those things," Edward said softly. "Just you and me. That's all that matters. Remember."
And he leaned down to touch his lips to mine.
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