This just kind of came to me, and it wouldn't leave my head. It was just begging to be written. I dont own the title, the beatles do. I don't own Twilight either.
"I do." He stated with all the pride in the world. He had the biggest smile planted on his face and I couldn't help but smile back. Before I knew it I felt him gently squeeze my hands and the priest was staring at me, "I do." I said.
"Mr. Whitlock, you may kiss the bride." Jasper leaned in and gently kissed me in on the lips which lead to many squeals from my friends and cameras flashing frantically. We pulled away and turned to look at our friends and family. The minority that weren't already standing did at this time. Everybody's eyes followed us as we walked back down the aisle and back into the house, our house, to change into our reception outfits.
I changed rather quickly, though I was careful not to fall. Jasper was next to me in an instant and zipped up the back of my blue dress. I turned to face him and look in his gorgeous blue eyes. "I love you Isabella." He whispered as he pulled me into his arms.
"I love you too." I murmured. I pulled away to kiss him full on the lips. "Forever."
"That sounds perfect." He mumbled against my lips. He gently pulled away, "We should back before people start to wonder.
I laughed and pressed my lips to his once more then intertwined my hand with his as we made our way downstairs and back outside. We embraced our friends and family as everyone congratulated us. Before I knew it, it was over. Others offered to clean up but we declined the offer, saying we'd get around to it.
We had decided to put our honeymoon off. We had been married for about 6 months now but I wasn't yet ready to say goodbye. Jasper was soon to be leaving for the war, but as much as it pained me to see him go, I couldn't keep him from something he'd dreamt of being apart of since he was a child. He would have stayed, had I only asked him. But I knew deep down he didn't want to leave, I could see it with every step and every breath he took that day. However, If he didn't go, he would be missing out on his childhood dreams, and he knew that. I knew it would be maybe 3 years before I ever saw my beloved Jasper's face again. He pulled me into my arms as it sunk in that there was a possibility this would be the last time. "Baby I love you. I'll be back for you, I promise." He kissed my lips with more passion than he ever had. "I love you too," I whispered. He brushed the hair out my eyes and turned to walk out the door.
A/N: Should i continue? I want to, but i won't if nobody's going to read it. Review Please.