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(Tasha's POV)(A month later)

"Damn it! Where's my fucking dress?" I asked all panicky.
"Tasha, calm down. It'll be here in time." Rachel assured me.
"It better, because I can't be late for my own damn wedding." I smiled.
"Yeah, that would suck." Cherise laughed.
Rachel and Cherise were the only girls with me because I only wanted them.
Of course I'd see all of my other friends later on, but Rachel and Cherise were my good friends.
Don't get me wrong, I loved all of my friends- but Rachel was like my twin, and Cherise was like the fizz to my soda. XD
My dress came within 15 minutes.
It was white, of course.
It draped down to the floor and had a tail that would follow me down the aisle. All along the back of the dress and the tail was about 3 inches wide of an embroidery of sparkly beads.
It was a halter top wedding dress, and along the edges of it were beads lining them.
I had picked this one out in Chicago with Rachel and Cherise when Panic went to Lollapalooza about 2 weeks ago.
It was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen, besides Ryan.
Once I saw Rachel's and Cherise's reactions to the dress, I knew that this was the one.
They both had helped me into the dress, and then I had waited for my hair stylist to arrive.
"Alex?" I asked, not believing that the guy that gave me my piercings, was going to do my hair.
"Tasha. Hi." He smiled and hugged me, as I was sitting in a chair.
He then hugged Rachel and said hello to Cherise, since them two had never met.
"I didn't know that you were a hair stylist!" I said in disbelief.
"Well, about 2 months after I gave you all those piercings," he chuckled, "I quit that job. They weren't paying me enough. So then I went to the next best thing that I did- Hair. I like doing hair, but don't get me wrong- I LOVE doing piercings. I only do piercings for special customers." He smiled.
"Oh, that's cool," I smiled, "So if I wanted my belly button pierced, would you do the piercing?" I asked him playfully.
"No problem. I'd pierce you anyday." He laughed.
We all laughed with him.
"Okay, so what do you want done to your hair for this special day?" He asked.
"Well, I know I want my hair up. Ummn, like with those little glittery pins.." I said.
"I've got just the thing." He smiled and went to work.
He finished doing my hair in about 30 minutes.
It was a twisted bun, with my bangs swept to the right and little glitter hair pins along the bun.
It was gorgeous.
"So..?" He asked, wanting to hear feedback.
"Thank you so much Alex! I absolutely love it!" I said and hugged him tightly.
"Ryan is going to die. You look so beautiful." Rachel smiled.
"Oh my god, yeah. He will. And you look like a beautiful princess." Cherise said.
"Oh wait! Where's my little tiara?" I asked all of them, curiously.
Alex smiled, and pulled it out from behind his back.
"Just checking, to see if you still wanted it.." He smiled and then placed it perfectly on my head.
"Thank you." I said, and took a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad you love it. And remember- just call me if you want any piercings." He laughed.
"Oh, I will." I said and Rachel, Cherise, and I hugged him one last time before he left.
"Okay. You ready?" Rachel and Cherise asked me, asking if I was ready for the most important day of my life.
I put my hand on my stomach, and took a deep breath.
I then exhaled and answered, "Yeah."
Rachel handed me my bouquet of flowers, and us three made our way to where we had to stand.
We stood in front of the 2 closed doors, and waited for our cues- the wedding song.
Ryan and I picked something called 'Cannon'. It wasn't the 'Traditional Wedding March', but we liked it better.
It was more calmer and it seemed more lovely for a wedding.
Rachel and Cherise smiled back at me before they slowly walked down the aisle.
After they both were standing in their spots up at the front of the alter, I then took a deep breath and started to walk down the aisle.
Everyone looked at me.
I felt bad.
I had more family that he did.
That was ONLY because I had more cousins.
As I walked down the church aisle, some people looked at me with huge smiles, some had tears of joy rolling down their cheeks, and some were smiling AND crying.
I was blushing.
I was never entirely the center of attention, so I was getting really shy.
Then, my eyes laid on Ryan.
He looked so handsome with his black and white tux, and his white silk tie, that had matched my dress perfectly.
He looked like he just had a heart attack.
While I wakled down the rest of the aisle, I had my eyes fixated on Ryan.
He had 3 best mans, and I had 2 maids of honor.
We both couldn't pick on one, so we picked all of our close friends.
Once I stood next to Ryan, everyone then sat down.
"You look so beautiful, Tasha." He smiled.
"Thank you. You look so handsome." I replied back before the priest began talking.
The priest did a little bit of talking, then it was time for our vows.
"Tasha. I vow to love you for the rest f my life. From the moment that I had first laid eyes on you, I was in love with you. You had my heart from the very start. I promise to talk to you if we ever encounter another problem like we did. I love you Tasha. You're my life, my world, my heart, my everything." He smiled.
I then smiled and got ready to say my vows.
"Ryan, I vow to love you for as long as I live. I promise to be your best friend and wife. I love you with all my heart and soul. You were the first person that I loved fully. I loved you from the moment that you first talked to me in High School. I love you Ryan- always have, always will." I smiled widely.
The priest talked a bit again, then it was time for the rings.
Spencer gave Ryan my ring and as he slid it on my finger he repeated after the priest.
"With this ring, I thee wed."
Rachel then handed me Ryan's ring, and I did the same.
"Ryan, do you take Natasha Mynes to be your lawful wedded wife. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?" The priest asked Ryan.
"I do." He smiled at me.
"And Natasha Mynes, do you take George Ryan Ross the third to be your lawful wedded husband. To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall life?" The priest asked me.
"I do." I smiled back at Ryan.
"Then by the power vested in my, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest said.
Ryan then put his arms around me and I put mine around his body, and our lips met.
Everyone started clapping and cheering as Ryan and I shared this light, yet really romantic kiss.
We then broke the kiss, if not, we would have stood there kissing for a long time.
We then made our way outside to have some pictures taken.
Only Ryan and I.
After a few shots of only us were taken, Rachel and the guys joined us to have some group shots taken.
After that, everyone got in the picture for a big group picture.
Ryan and I then got into our 'Just Married' limo and waved goodbye to everyone, even though we'd be seeing them later on, at the reception.
Ryan and I were driven to our apartment to get our luggages for our honeymoon that we would be leaving for early tomorrow morning.
We got out 2 luggages and went back down to the limo.
The limo driver put our luggages into the trunk of the car.
"So, where to Mr. and Mrs. Ross?" He asked us, when we were in the limo.
"Mmm, I love the sound of that." I smiled and moved closer to Ryan and looking in his eyes.
"So do I. Where do you wanna go Tasha?" He asked me.
I thought of something.
"Can we go to our park until the reception?" I asked him with a pout.
"Oh, you know I can't say no to a face like that. Great idea." He said to me.
"We'll go to Pearl Park." Ryan said.
"Okay Sir." The driver said to him.
I just cuddled up against Ryan until we reached our park.
Once we got to the park, Ryan got out first and then got me out.
We told the limo driver that we were going to stay here until the reception, which was in 2 hours.
He said that he'd be in the limo if we needed to go anywhere until then.
We walked slowly beside each other and talked until we got to our bench.
Once we reached our benc, we sat down and moved our bodies close to one another.
"You look so beautiful, Tasha. I know I've already told you- but you just are." He smiled.
I blushed.
"Thank you. I swear, I almost died when I saw how great you looked." I told him.
"Well, if you WOULD have died, then I guess we wouldn't be married now." He laughed.
"Yeah. True. That wouldn't have been good." I laughed along with him.
We just talked and talked until it was time for the reception.
As we were in the limo, going to where the reception was being held, my stomach started spinning.
"Ryan... I don't feel so good." I told him.
"Want me to tell the driver to pull over?" he asked.
I shook my head and put my one hand over my stomach and the other over my mouth.
"Can you pull over? My wife doesn't feel so good." Ryan said to the driver.
Once the limo was stopped, I quickly opened the door that was closest to me and bent over to throw up.
In about 2 minutes, I was somewhat better.
I then wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and bent back up to get back inside the limo.
The limo driver handed me a hankerchief.
"Are you okay, Tash?" Ryan asked me as he caressed my head.
"I think so. It might have been because of earlier- from the nerves. " I said as I wiped off my hand and mouth with the hankerchief.
"Maybe. But are you better now?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said and leaned my head on his shoulder.
The driver then drove us to the reception.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Ryan asked me before we walked into the reception room.
"Yeah, I think I'll be fine." I said and laid my hand over my stomach, which was starting to spin again.
What the hell is going on?