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Author's Note: Review please! The more you do, the more I write!

Chapter Note: This just an overview of their wedding day and just some things that were going through their minds. There is some dialogue but its mostly just a day-dreamy overview I conjured up in my mind! Hope you like it, I really do! :)

The day was absolutely perfect from there on out and she kicked herself for ever doubting and questioning her decision earlier in the day. As she was participating in the festivities and having the time of her young life she silently vowed to never tell Stiles of the doubts she had experienced. She knew they were petty and insignificant. But she knew Stiles and he would work himself up and wonder if she was questioning her decision in choosing him. He had always treated her so well and it was always hard for him to grasp the fact that she ever decided to date him, let alone marry him. She knew if she told him he would just feel insecure. There was no need to take such action because her worrying had been over details that didn't include him.

Standing at the alter pledging herself to this wonderful man was something she was trying to really appreciate. She tried her best to commit every little detail to memory so she would always know the greatness and wonderment she felt on this magical day. His eyes were so perfectly brown, brought out by the mauve tie and boutonniere placed on his shoulder. She was so glad she had gone with purple for the accent color. His smile made his whole face light up, he was looking at her in complete awe, like there was no one else in the entire world, let alone the room. She smiled in bashfulness grasping unto one another's hands with a seemingly unbreakable force. When it finally got to the vows the both of them spoke them with such honesty and adoration for one another, everyone in the room knew that this would be a love that would last. Everything was done with perfection, their best friend's handing off the rings. It was just so right. It was finally time for the best part of the ceremony.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss your beautiful bride." The priest announced. The newlyweds smiled at each other in the most loving way. Stiles leaned in and gently cupped her cheek and gave her an adoring, romantic, and chaste kiss as the whole room erupted in cheers and applause. After the kiss Stiles raised is fist in a cinematic, cliché, "I got the girl" kind of way.

"I love you so much Stiles." Lydia said with deep conviction as she looked into her new husband's eyes.

"I love you too, Lyd." He said taking and squeezing her hand as they descended the alter and made their way back up the aisle.

The day and everything about it felt absolutely magical. It felt so amazing to be surrounded by their closest friends and family celebrating the fact that they were finally together. From the ceremony they took the traditional wedding photos with the wedding party and with each other. The ones of just each other were so perfect and intimate; they hardly needed any guiding for the poses. After the majority of the posed, formal pictures were taken the wedding party and the newlyweds were announced by the hired DJ before entering the reception hall.

"And now for the first time as a married couple I would like to announce the entrance of Mr. and Mrs. Stiles Stilinksi!" His stomach fluttered at knowing she was finally his and that he would never have to worry about losing her. The entered through a large set of double doors, embracing the room filled with applause. He leaned over and kissed her for the full effect, the room went even crazier. It felt good to know that everyone was excited, supportive, and happy for the young couple.

Dinner went along fine and so did their first dance together. It evoked so much emotion for the two of them as expected. Early on in high school she would never have guessed she would have dated or been interested in Stiles, let alone get married to him. That really all changed though and now she couldn't imagine not having dated him or loving him. She didn't always know how important he would be to her but she was glad she finally realized. For Stiles however, he always knew. Being in his arms for their first dance was just so grand. Every word of the song they chose fit so perfectly for them.

The hardest part for Lydia was that she could have her father-daughter dance, but Stiles couldn't have one with his mother. The whole time she had planned the wedding she kept thinking about how his mother wouldn't be there to enjoy it. She hated it so much and she would have done anything to let him be able to dance with his mother. Honestly he didn't seem to mind, he insisted on not talking about it, she knew it was a sore subject so she never tried to dwell on it. Maybe all of one time she had gotten him to open up about it and it had been hard. As much as he let it not bother him she just really hoped he was in control of the emotions and she hoped that he knew he could tell her anything he ever wanted or needed to. Even if he did it was still hard watching him stand with his father while she was dancing with hers. She knew how much she loved her parents (even if they irritated her during their divorce) and she couldn't imagine losing one at such a young age and not being able to dance with them. It was just upset and frustrated that she couldn't fix it. Scott did however, lend his mom to Stiles so he could at least have someone that was close to him in some way. Lydia had talked to Mrs. McCall who had graciously agreed. It wasn't the same but it was a close second, both Stiles and Lydia had really appreciated it.

The night still progressed onward on a happy note. The best man and maid of honor toasts were spectacular. Allison's was on the serious side, and of course Scott took the comedic route. He talked about how long Stiles had been chasing after her and wanting to be with her. Because it was Scott there were obviously somewhat sexual jokes but all in all it was still pretty tasteful and nice. Allison's was about how she never saw Stiles as Lydia's type but that he had made her the happiest. All in all both of the speeches were very meaningful and honest. Stile's dad gave a really emotionally evoking speech about how proud of Stiles he was and all of his accomplishments, it was extremely heartfelt. She even saw Stiles tear up when his dad brought up his mother. She had only seen Stiles cry a handful of times, she especially remembered him crying the only time they had ever broken up. It was early in college over something stupid and it didn't last long, but she knew by the tears in his eyes that he loved her and couldn't stand to think about losing her. His made a joke or two to lighten the mood but still it was very true. She was so happy he had made the speech for Stiles' sake.

Later on they cut their elegant wedding cake and being Stiles he had to smash the cake in her face. The old, self-absorbed Lydia back in high school would have be highly annoyed at these antics, but the new Lydia that really was her all along had been brought out by Stiles over the years. He was glad that he was able to bring back the Lydia he had been in love with since the third grade, before her popularity got in the way. The improved, new Lydia was different. And this Lydia took an even bigger piece of cake and shoved it in her new husband's face. He laughed as he pulled her into a kiss, the photographer catching every moment of the event.

As the night wound down and dinner and dessert was consumed the dance floor became very lively. Stiles' goofy side was brought out as he danced oddly with Scott; they were as good and as weird of friends as they had been in high school. Lydia, Allison, and all of their friends danced like crazy drunk people, which most of them were. Her face hurt from the constant smile that was plastered across her face. Lydia had to use the bathroom once, Allison helped her as part of her maid of honor duties as awkward as it was they both laughed the whole time. Lydia was grateful for all of the help her friend did through the day with getting ready and carrying her train anywhere she went the entire night. Allison really didn't mind because she knew Lydia would be doing the same thing for her soon enough. When the girls returned it was time to throw the bouquet. Allison of course caught it and squealed along with Lydia. Stiles patted his friend on the back, who looked slightly nervous but he knew Scott would love to make Allison his, officially.

The night came to a close during one last slow dance between the bride and groom and some of the other guests. They did the fun dances and the emotional ones, but this one was just relaxing. They had made their rounds to all of their relatives and friends catching up with them and thanking them for coming and had finally ended up back in each other's arms. The photographer was capturing the final moments of the night. Her head resting on his shoulder was quite reminiscent as their first dance ever together in high school.

"Did you have a good time?" Stiles asked his new bride.

"Of course I did. I love you so much." She whispered into his hear and kissed his neck.

"I love you too, baby."

"Did you have a good time?" She asked.

"The best time. Seriously this has been the best day of my life." He kissed her forehead.

"Well hopefully it gets even better." She said looking up at him and winking.

"Lydia Martin, are you trying to seduce me?" He teased.

"Well actually it's Lydia Stilinski." She stated as a matter-of-factly. "And what if am?"

"My bad." He smirked; already glad to say her new last name, his last name. "And if you are I might just have to take up on it." He said grabbing her closer and laughing.

"Stiles! Don't ruin that dress with your sex drive! If you do I will rip you apart!" Allison yelled across the room, pointing at him, Scott and his father laughed. Luckily the guests that would be offended had left for the night. The remaining twenty or so were all close family or friends, nothing to really worry about. Stiles immediately let go of Lydia, not wanting Allison to kill him.

"She's not joking, you know?" Lydia giggled. Allison had made her way over to the two.

"If you're ready to go I'll help you out so nothing happens to this gorgeous dress." Lydia nodded, and went with her friend to change into a short white dress with nice things underneath.

"I'll meet you in the hotel room!" Stiles called as they were walking away with a big smile taking over his face.