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My My, I Could Never Let You Go

Summary: Sasha Zoe just wants her dad to walk her down the aisle. There is only one problem: she doesn't know who her dad is! Sasha invites 3 men in hopes of finding out which one is her father. What could possibly go wrong?

Pairings: Levi x Hange, Sasha x Niccolo, and other background relationships

Disclaimer: This is a Levihan Mamma Mia au. This fanfic is inspired by Mamma Mia which is directed by Phyllida Loyd, written by Catherine Johnson, and uses music from the pop group ABBA. Attack on Titan is a manga/anime series written by Hajime Isayama and published by Kondasha

Author’s Note: NOW EDITED! This chapter and maybe the next few will include character background. I know the movie doesn’t include that, but I am! This story will have some added/deleted scenes from the movie. I hope you like it though! Also, the characters are in their Season 4 looks. The 104 group will be 20-21. Niccolo is 23. The adults:

Yes, the adults are mostly in their 40′s, but look young. Let’s just go with it

I will try to keep a weekly or week and a half update depending on school.

Now let’s move to the chapter where we meet a happy and engaged Sasha! 😁

Need to catch up? Catch up here!

Ch 1: Honey, Honey

Kalokairi, Greece

1 day before the wedding

Two passengers walk out of the docked ferry. Mikasa - the tall one with short jet black hair and dark brown eyes - was grabbing the rest of her stuff while her friend Historia - the shorter one with long blonde hair and blue eyes - searched for Sasha. It didn’t take Historia long to find her. Sasha wasn’t hard to find. Despite her wearing her brown hair in a ponytail and wearing casual clothes; she was running towards them at full speed. Sasha also held a small book with her.

“OH MY GOSH! YOU ARE FINALLY HERE!!!!” Sasha screamed as she ran towards her friends on the dock.

Mikasa Ackerman is half Japanese and half German. She originally lived in Rothenburg ob der Tauber in Germany but moved to Kalokairi after her parent’s death when she was a teenager. Mikasa’s parents dreamed of visiting the island one day when Mikasa was older. She used to sit on her mother’s lap as she told her about the island's beauty. After Mikasa’s parents died, her great aunt on her mother’s side reached out to her from Japan and provided Mikasa enough money to move to Kalokairi. Mikasa’s great aunt was unable to take care of Mikasa because of her old age, so Mikasa chose to live in Kalokairi to fulfill her parent’s dream. The only downside was that Mikasa lived alone. Her home is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom home. It’s enough for a person, but Mikasa felt alone without her parents. It was where she met Eren Jaeger's family. Eren’s mom, Carla, often invited Mikasa to eat so she wouldn’t get lonely. Eren gave Mikasa a red scarf as she was leaving the Jaeger household. He claimed it was a gift, so she didn’t feel lonely. Mikasa, touched by the gift, started visiting the Jaeger family more, and she even met Eren’s freind, Armin. The Jaeger home became Mikasa’s second home, and Mikasa was not alone anymore. It changed after Historia moved the island.

Historia Reiss came from Munich and ran to Kalokairi to get away from her family. She felt confined in her home when all she wanted was freedom. She had also learned the ugly truth behind her family name a week after moving in with her father, Rod Reiss. Her uncle, Uri, was the CEO of the Fritz company, a conglomerate in Germany with other branches across Europe. The company also did some shady business orchestrated by Rod, but it was hidden from the public. The only plus for Historia staying home was seeing sister, Freida, more often.

The only downside of running away to another country was not knowing the language. Historia was walking around the island when she accidentally bumped into Mikasa. Mikasa noticed how lost Historia looked, so she invited her into her home. Historia spills her entire life story (including her real name) to Mikasa the moment Mikasa sat down in the chair in front of her to eat dinner. Historia was horrified after she finished her story. She just told her story to a stranger who is most likely going to kick her out. Historia flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to find Mikasa looking down at her with a smile. Mikasa understands what it is like to be alone, so she invites Historia to stay in her home. The girls eventually lived together as roommates until they had to leave for their modeling careers. Mikasa and Historia have even walked in Milan Fashion Week.

The home is still under Mikasa’s name (originally it was under her great aunt, but it went to Mikasa after her passing). The girls (and everyone in their friend group), use it when they stay on the island. The current inhabitants are Hanami and Mina since they were the first to arrive. Mikasa, Annie, Hitch, and Historia are the only girls from the group staying at the hotel.

Historia also started going by her real name after an incident with the company. Rod went to prison and Freida became the new CEO. She and Freida keep in touch often via mail to make up for the lost time and update each other of their lives. Historia told Freida about her freinds, her new maternal figure (Hange), and her girlfriend, Ymir.

Sasha met Mikasa and Historia on the island in high school. Mikasa was with her friends, Eren and Armin when Sasha met her. They were often paired up for projects and events that their friendship happened naturally over time. Sasha met Historia when she gave her some bread after Sasha was caught eating in class. Mr. Shadis, their teacher, is really a strict man. He made Sasha run laps around the whole school as punishment. Sasha wouldn’t stop thanking Historia after that.

“SASHA!!!!!!” Historia shoved her stuff towards Mikasa and began running towards Sasha.

“MIKASAAAAA!!!! HISTORIA!!!!!!!!!” Sasha continued yelling before glomping Historia. Luckily Historia caught herself without falling into the water.

“And where is my hug?” Sasha heard behind Historia before looking up to see Mikasa smirking at her. Sasha opened one arm out to initiate a group hug.

Mikasa briefly put both her’s and Historia’s stuff down and joined in on the hug.

“Ugh, it’s been so long! I missed you both so much!” Sasha complained dramatically as she let go of the girls. Mikasa and Historia grab their things and start heading towards the beach with Sasha.

Sasha looked at the group and noticed someone was missing.

“Is Ymir not coming, Historia?” Sasha asked while tilting her head to the side.

“No,” Historia says sadly, thinking about her girlfriend as she looks down as she walks. “She has caught up with work lately and won’t be able to attend your wedding.” Historia looked up and smiled “She wanted me to tell you congrats on your engagement though.”

“Well we would have been here earlier, but someone” Mikasa glared at Historia “insisted on being fashionably late” Mikasa grumbled. She gave air quotes on the words fashionably late with her free hand.

“Well are we?” Historia giggled. She waved her hand innocently while ignoring Mikasa’s last statement

“No” Sasha laughed “Aunt Nanaba and Aunt Rico will be here later on today, and Aunt Pieck will be here tomorrow.”

Aunt Pieck is Sasha’s only known family member from her mom’s side.

(Sasha also heard about a grandmother, but her mom never talks about her)

According to Hange, Pieck is Hange’s younger cousin. Hange’s mom and Pieck’s mom are sisters, but they weren’t that close. Hange’s mom was more focused on her singing career, and Pieck’s mom wanted to focus on her daughter. As a result, Hange would often visit Pieck’s house in Santorini. Pieck would tell her stories about Kalokairi during one of Hange’s visits. Pieck’s stories of Kalokairi sparked Hange’s interest in the island. Pieck is currently a photographer who lives in Portugal after marrying Porco Galliard. She met Porco after a photoshoot in Spain.

Porco is a veteran from Portugal. His brother, Marcel, is also a veteran and he was in the same unit as Porco. Both brothers began traveling around Europe after finishing their service before settling down. One day, the brothers were in Valencia, Spain after hearing of the La Tomatina Festival in Bunol. Porco met Pieck during the festival after she threw a squashed tomato straight at his face. Porco had to face her alone (Marcel was somewhere deep in the crowd) and decided to get back at her. It was a battle between speed (Porco) and stamina (Pieck, Porco had no idea how Pieck was not getting tired). According to Aunt Pieck, it was like the others in the crowd didn’t matter to them. It was her vs Porco. The two got to learn more about each other after the festival ended, and they exchanged numbers.

Sasha has not seen her Aunt Pieck since her high school graduation. Her aunt had moved to left Greece after marrying Porco, so her visits were less frequent. Nevertheless, Sasha enjoyed looking at the postcard and photos her aunt sends every year. Seeing her aunt and uncle’s happy faces puts a smile on Sasha’s face. She wishes her mom had a similar experience.

“I knew we should’ve waited longer,” Historia complained to Mikasa and threw her arms up for dramatic effect.

“Yeah me too,” Mikasa says sarcastically and rolls her eyes.

“Speaking of guests, are the other girls here already?” Historia asks Sasha and looks around the beach expecting the others to magically appear before them.

“The other girls are here,” Sasha replies “Mina is hanging out with Marco, Hitch is dragging Marlowe around the island, Annie is on a date with Armin, and Hanami is probably trying not to kill Jean. She has been here longer and is working together with Jean on the wedding”

Hanami is a sweet but oblivious girl they had all met in high school. She is known for making rash decisions, and it worried them. Jean usually reprimands her for being rash, and Hanami would fight back verbally. She and Jean used to not get along before, but their friendship has improved over the years. Nowadays, the both of them just like messing with one another.

“Let’s hope that your wedding does not end in disaster,” Mikasa says with a hint of worry in her voice.

Their friend, Hanami Richter, is Sasha’s maid of honor. She was born in Greece after her parents moved from Cambridge. She is both Japanese and German like Mikasa, but looks more European. Hanami has short dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and wears glasses. She looks like she could be Sasha’s long lost sister. (The girls switched places once, but Hange figured out ‘Sasha’ was not Sasha. Luckily Hange didn’t get mad, but she was impressed). Hanami is currently attending the University of Vienna to study International Business Administration.

“Oh!” Historia exclaimed in an attempt to change the subject “Show us your ring!”

Sasha laughed before stopping their walk to extend her left hand. She showed Historia the beautiful ring on her ring finger. The ring consisted of a 2-carat diamond glistened from the sunlight. The ring was not too over the top. It was a white gold ring with a diamond placed in the center surrounded by smaller diamonds to form a halo.

Historia let out a whistle “Niccolo did really well! Let me take a picture and send this to Ymir. She was expecting a big diamond”

Niccolo is a young chef with wavy blonde hair and green eyes. Niccolo dreams of working as an executive chef after traveling the world. However, no one appreciated his cooking despite working in a famous restaurant. Sasha met him when she and her girl friends went on a summer trip to Italy. During the trip, the group decided to eat dinner at a well-known restaurant in Rome. Everyone, especially Sasha, was enjoying their meal until Sasha started eating her lobster. The girls will never forget how Sasha couldn’t stop complimenting the lobster that she wanted to meet the chef who made it. Niccolo was shocked when his co-worker mentioned what was going on outside the kitchen. Someone was actually appreciating his cooking and he moved them to tears! Niccolo had no choice but to agree. He wanted to meet this person. Surprisingly to the girls, the restaurant let her meet the chef, but only after closing time. Sasha was in tears as she hugged Niccolo, and Niccolo was shocked to see how his food affected her. (Niccolo never told Sasha, but it was love at first sight for him). They met again months later when Jean invited Niccolo over to Kalokairi to surprise Sasha. Sasha and Niccolo eventually started dating, and Niccolo proposed to her after 2 years of dating.

As Historia took some pics on her phone, Mikasa remembered what Sasha mentioned in their group chat before they arrived.

“Sasha, what’s the big news you mentioned a few days ago?”

“Right!” Sasha exclaimed and covered her mouth with her unoccupied hand “I want you guys to guess before the big reveal.”

Historia was pocketing her phone and let Sasha drop her hand back to the side. Historia let out a gasp. She put one hand on Sasha’s shoulder and the other on her stomach.

“You're pregnant?!?!?!” Historia yelled

“No no no! You're wrong Historia.” Sasha laughed and held up both of her hands in front of her body

(Historia was relieved. Mikasa considered Niccolo lucky because won’t be sporting a black eye on his wedding day. She didn’t say that out loud)

“So what is it then Sasha?” Mikasa after the girls started walking again.

“Weeeellllllll. I invited my dad to my wedding!” Sasha screams with glee

“What?!” “You finally found him” Mikasa and Historia shouted at the same time and looked at Sasha

“Not exactly,” Sasha replied before sitting down on a rock down the beach with the girls. Their spot at least gave them some privacy to talk.

Suddenly, Sasha’s happy expression turned serious. “You also cannot tell anyone what I'm about to say. You have to promise me that and do the salute to it too?”

“Yes ma'am. We promise” Mikasa and Historia said before facing Sasha and doing their salute. They put both of their hands in a fist. They placed their right fist over their heart and their left fist behind their backs. It was the secret salute their friend group came up with in high school. Mikasa and Historia sat down on some rocks across from Sasha after they did the salute.

“You know what my mom says when I ask about my father. It was a summer romance, and he was gone before she realized she was pregnant with me. I would accept it and never ask more questions.”

Historia put a hand on Sasha’s shoulder and gave her an empathetic smile. She understood where Sasha is coming from. Historia didn’t know much about her family as a child since she grew up with only her mom. She met them after her first year in high school, but it was not a pleasant experience, and she would rather choose to forget it (except for Freida).

Mikasa also gave Sasha a smile before motioning with her hand to continue.

Sasha smiled at both of her friends. “Well guess what Hanami and I found while looking through the attic for wedding decorations,” Sasha says before pulling out a leather journal. It was a brown journal that looked worn and had a leather strap to seal the book closed.

“Is that-?” Mikasa asked

“No way-” Historia began

“Yes!” Sasha squealed “It is my mom’s old diary she kept while she was pregnant with me.”

Sasha set the diary on her lap and opened it to one of the bookmarked pages. She began to read a journal entry.

July 17

What a night! Levi took me to a secluded beach here on the island. We danced on the beach. We kissed on the beach and-

“Dot dot dot,” Sasha said

“Dot dot dot?” Mikasa asked with a perplexed look on her face.

“What does that mean?” Historia asked Sasha confused

“Who knows?” Sasha replied with a shrug “It’s from the olden times. They had weird terminology back then. Now let me continue.”

Sasha stood up abruptly and walked off from Mikasa and Historia. The girls quickly grabbed their things as they stood up and followed Sasha.

Levi is such an amazing guy! Yeah, he may be short, is always scowling, has a funny way to drink tea, and tells poop jokes, but he is such a sweetheart. He never shows it to others, but only me. Me! I get dizzy looking at his charm and going on new adventures with him. Is he some sort of a love machine? He's practically everything I want in a guy! I really think he's the one.

“Your mom sounds like she’s really in love with this Levi guy.” Mikasa comments (she also starts questioning Hange’s tastes in men. A guy who scowls and tells poop jokes? That baffled Mikasa.)

“I think it’s cute,” Historia says with hearts in her eyes and turns to Sasha “Is Levi your father?”

“Oh but wait” Sasha stops walking on a cliff that overlooks the sea. She gestures to Mikasa and Historia to sit down before continuing.

All this time Levi tells me he loves me, but I’m doubting that now. He’s been hiding things from me, and I found out about it this morning. He suddenly announced that he was engaged, and had to leave to get married.

How dare he?! I was too blinded by anger to think rationally. I packed Levi’s stuff, dragged Levi out of my house, and threw his stuff (and Levi) to the nearest ferry while demanding him to leave. I didn’t want to see him again, and I didn’t want him to see how heartbroken I was.

“Oh no. Poor Hange” Historia says sadly. Mikasa didn’t say anything, but she scowled instead.

“The plot thickens,” Sasha says and continues reading

I texted Nanaba and Rico to do some snooping for me since the internet can be weak here on the island. I gave them the information I knew about Levi and let them do the rest. Rico managed to find some things about Levi.

How dare he? He lied to me this whole time about his last name, how he is the heir of Ackerman Bank, and possibly his love for me? No wonder he was acting mysterious when we first met. I just want to-

Sasha stops abruptly. She looked at the page again to be sure she was reading it right. The page had her mother’s writing, but there were some scribbles and small crinkles. Sasha knew right away that her mother must have cried while writing the entry.

“There are multiple tear marks and some scribbles here” Sasha comments with a solemn expression on her face.

Historia and Mikasa looked at Sasha with sorrow. It seemed as if her mom went through a lot before she was born.

There was a moment of silence until Historia spoke up in an attempt to lighten up the mood.

“At least your mom didn’t damage the diary, or we wouldn’t have any clue who your father is. Remember that time Eren and Connie accidentally knocked over that old vase at the hotel?”

All 3 girls shivered at the memory

“Well, at least the journal didn’t meet your mom’s wrath. We got lucky there.” Mikasa says with a small smile on her face

“Yeah” Sasha laughed. It’s rare for her mom to get angry. She has only seen her mother really angry once, and it was after the incident. Luckily, her mom never got mad at her. She showered her with love and affection instead.

Sasha turned the page to another bookmarked section and looked to her friends sitting nearby. Historia looked as if she was in deep thought. Her arm was propped up on her knee and she rested her head on her fist.

“Something on your mind Historia?” Sasha asked

Historia perked up at Sasha’s question. She then glanced at Mikasa and then the journal. Historia looked at Sasha.

“You said Levi’s last name is Ackerman, right? What if Mikasa is related to him?”

Historia gasped and turned to Mikasa with a gleeful look on her face “You and Sasha could be related! Wouldn’t that be fun?”

“I would rather not be related to Mr. Poop Jokes. He hurt Hange and he sounds like an asshole.” Mikasa scoffed and dismissed the idea. It would be nice to be related to Sasha, but not through Levi.

Meanwhile, Sasha laughed when Historia’s smile turned into a pout. She and Mikasa are really close friends. It would be nice to at least have one of her friends be blood-related to her.

“Wait until you hear this,” Sasha says before standing up and walking away from their spot on the beach. She started heading towards the stairs along a cliff while reading at the same time. Mikasa and Historia stood up and followed her. They don’t want to miss the rest of the story if they let Sasha walk away.

Both of them sweatdropped as they ran towards Sasha

“I don’t understand why she needs to walk off from us. I get that she needs to guide us to the hotel, but couldn’t we have heard the story all in one sitting?” Historia says to Mikasa

Mikasa shrugs before jogging (and dragging Historia behind her) to catch up to Sasha. Luckily Mikasa is still athletic from high school, so it didn't take her long to catch up.

August 4

I met Erwin Smith - a tall man with blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest eyebrows I’ve ever seen. He looks like the star of the latest superhero movie - out of the blue when I was walking around town. He looked lost, so I offered to show him around the island. He’s such a sweet and understanding guy. Although I’m still obsessed with Levi, one thing led to another and-

“Dot. Dot. Dot” Sasha says laughing

Mikasa and Historia gasped as the girls made it towards the entrance of Hange’s hotel (aka Sasha’s home)

August 11

Mike Zacharias - a tall man with blonde hair, light green eyes, and has a tendency to sniff people - took me to his yacht for our nightly yacht ride. We spent the night gazing at the stars and telling stories.

The girls climbed up the steps towards the hotel. Once they made it to the top, Sasha stopped and turned around to face Mikasa and Historia before finishing up her story.

Mike is so wild and such a funny guy. One thing led to another and-

“Dot! Dot! Dot!” Sasha and Historia squealed at the same time. Mikasa watched her friends excitement with a smile on her face

A door opens behind the girls. Hange Zoe comes in with her full glory wearing her signature white shirt with overalls while carrying a broom. She sets it off towards a nearby wall.

“Here come the bridesmaids” Hange sang with her arms open for a hug

“Hange!” Mikasa and Historia say with excitement and run to get a hug and a kiss on the cheek from Hange. Sasha quickly hides the diary behind her back. She is thankful that her mom was focused on her friends instead of her.

“Look at you! You’re both so beautiful and you need to start growing” Hange ruffled their hair and laughed

“You look like you’re having fun” Hange smiled and gave them the proud look only a mother would give towards her children

“I used to have fun” she added with some reminiscence in her voice. She thought of the 3 men who impacted her life as she turned around to pick up her broom.

“Oh, we know.” Historia giggles before Mikasa discreetly elbowed her to tell her to shut up.

Hange looked at the girls suspiciously and Sasha smiled before motioning to her friends that they needed to go. Hange shrugged before going back to the door she came from, leaving Sasha and the others alone.

The girls let out a sigh of relief before heading to Sasha’s room. Hopefully, no one else runs into them or it would raise suspicion.

Sasha walked towards her bed and sat down once they made it to her room. Mikasa and Historia set their stuff off to the side and stood in front of Sasha.

“So, who is your dad? Levi, Erwin, or Mike?” Mikasa asked

“I don’t know!” Sasha exclaims

“But which one did you invite?” Historia asked

Sasha didn’t answer and stayed silent. Historia and Mikasa picked up on her silence and immediately knew

“Oh. My. God.” they said while simultaneously stepping back and sitting down on a nearby chest

Sasha squealed as she stood up. A big smile grew on her face

“Do they know?” Historia asked

“Well, would you write to a total stranger ‘Will you come to my wedding? You might be my father?’ No! They think mom sent the invites and no surprise with what’s in here-”

Sasha picks up the diary from her bed

“They said yes!” Sasha squealed causing Historia and Mikasa to jump up with glee

The girls proceed to have an impromptu dance party in Sasha’s room to celebrate. They danced around for a bit but stopped after Sasha decided to head out to her balcony with her mom’s diary. Mikasa and Historia stayed behind and sat down on Sasha’s bed. They wanted to give her space to think about everything so far.

“I’ve heard so much about them, and I want to know more about them too,” Sasha says softly to herself. She glances down at the diary and smiles “Once I do, I can know how much they mean to me.”

Skiathos, Greece

1 day before the wedding

Two taxis were heading to the Skiathos port. Both taxis were trying to reach the ferry before it left for Kalokairi.

Erwin sat calm and composed with his business suit, but he was nervous on the inside. How would Hange react to his sudden appearance? What would she say? Is she still with the other man? He can feel the timer to the meeting counting down in his head. “If only the taxi went a bit faster,” Erwin thought to himself.

Meanwhile, in another taxi, sat Levi. He was starting to get impatient. Levi cursed his luck before putting his pocket watch back in his shirt pocket. He would have been on Kalokairi a lot earlier if the 1 stop of the flight didn’t take too long. Levi leaned forward to tell the driver to speed up, but it seemed as if the ride to the port was too slow (in Levi’s opinion).

As Levi sat back, he dug into the pocket of his slacks for a small blue pouch. He untied the knot and dumped whatever was inside the pouch onto his palm. A simple yellow gold ring with a diamond fell out. Levi bought that ring weeks after coming back from Kalokairi and settling his family drama. It was kind of a dumb purchase if Levi thought really hard into it. He broke Hange’s heart and she kicked him out. It’s simple, really. Hange would not say yes if he had returned to Kalokairi and proposed to her.

Nevertheless, Levi thought yellow gold would look good on Hange’s skin because it reminded him of the yellow shirt she wore when they met. He only kept it because of the memories they had, and Levi will always treasure it. Levi puts the ring back in the pouch and pockets it. He doesn’t see himself opening it again if Hange decides to kick him out for a second time.

Both taxis make it to the port, and both Levi and Erwin run towards the ferry only to see it leaving.

“Damn it!” Levi yells

“I agree,” Erwin calmly says next to him

Levi looks up to find a tall man with blond hair and the biggest eyebrows he had ever seen, He didn’t notice Erwin’s presence until he spoke. Levi looked at him. He internally prayed to himself that he would make it to the wedding on time and see Hange.

“When is the next ferry leaving?” Levi asks Erwin. Levi didn’t know much Greek since Hange was the one who helped him before. He hoped the blonde stranger at least knew something

Erwin walks towards the nearest sign and reads it using basic Greek he learned years prior

“Monday,” Erwin says dejectedly and Levi groans in frustration

“Hey!” they hear from the sea and turn their heads

They both see a tall, blond-haired man with a mustache and a beard waving to them from a yacht. There was another man with him who looked like he was doing last-minute preparations before sailing.

“Are you heading to Kalokairi?” the man asks Levi and Erwin

“How did you know?” Levi yells. The man is a good distance away from him after all.

The man laughs “I could practically smell the desperation off of you” Erwin’s face turns red from embarrassment. Levi scowled

“You can come with me. The name’s Mike Zacharias by the way. That man over there” He points to a guy with brown hair styled in a pompadour “That’s Gelgar. He’s been taking care of my yacht since I was away. He can help bring us to the island.”

“Sure,” Erwin spoke up. “My name is Erwin Smith. He then raised a hand and gestured to Levi

“This is-”

“Levi Ackerman” Levi finishes for Erwin. Levi revealed his last name to them unlike when he first met Hange. Luckily both men didn’t make any connections between him and his family business.

Mike turned to Erwin “Well then, Erwin.” He turned to Levi “and Levi. You better hurry up and board the yacht soon. We are heading to Kalokairi once you are settled.” Mike said and walked off to check on everything with Gelgar

Levi sighed. He had no choice. He might as well go with Erwin and Mike since Mike is his only hope of reaching Kalokairi on time.

Meanwhile, Erwin recognized Mike after many years. He had some physical differences but didn’t look much different overall. Erwin knew that Mike was the man Hange was with when he came back to see her.

There is only one question that kept playing in Erwin’s head. Is Mike still with Hange?

References used/Notes:

Obviously the salute used in the military

Sasha having the girls salute is a nod to OVA 2 where she makes Reiner do it

Some inspiration from both Mikasa and Historia’s backstories

Hanami is my OC from AOT 2 FB (I posted what she looks like on my Tumblr bluesylveon2)

I added more characters because I want Sasha to have more friends in her bridal party

Levi being the heir of Ackerman Bank is based on list I found of big businesses in Germany. Two were based in Frankfurt and were only banking, hence the name

But Levi owns a cafe in the Prologue? Will be explained later

Sasha and Niccolo’s first meeting is from the recent episode

I decided for Porco to be Portuguese because Porco means pig in Portugese

I’ve heard of La Tomatina and it looks like fun

I base the character nationalities on names/some reddit posts. I saw one where Pieck was Greek so I added that to her character

I picked Santorini because it’s a city I want to visit one day. Also Sootopolis (from Pokemon) is based off of there

Hange’s diary is the same journal as the one seen in AOT (Ilse’s notebook and AOT 2 FB)

The ‘Erwin from a superhero movie’ is because of Chris Evans

Hange is canonically the scariest when mad. I tried to portray this with Levi’s backstory and the vase incident

I added the ring scene with Levi for future purpose

#levihan #levi x hange #levihan fanfiction #nicosasha #erwin x hange #mike x hange #aruani #hitch x marlow #mikenana #marco x mina #pokkopikku #snk #attack on titan

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Ashley & John's Bespoke La Valencia Hotel Wedding

Of all the San Diego wedding DJs calling America’s finest city home, Ashley & John chose me to DJ and MC their bespoke La Valencia Hotel wedding on Sunday, 5.26.19. The following write-up is based on San Diego DJ Staci’s crazy organized & detailed outline for this La Valencia Hotel wedding.

THE LA VALENCIA HOTEL WEDDING CEREMONY

This La Jolla landmark has their own sound system & mic for the ceremony. DJ Staci was inside setting up during this hotel wedding ceremony!

THE COCKTAIL HOUR & DINNER MUSIC

While San Diego DJ Staci offers couples pre-set cocktail & dinner playlists to choose from, Ashley & John opted to hand-select their background music for their La Jolla wedding.

Cocktail Playlist ➔ 1. California Girls” Beach boys, 2. “Reminiscing” Little river band, 3. “Lovely Day” Bill Withers, 3. “What’s going on” Marvin Gaye, 4. “Hungry heart” Bruce springsteen, 5. “Rich Girl” Hall and oates, 6. “Nothing from nothing” Billy Preston, 7. “How deep is your love” Bee gees, 8. “I just called to say I love you” Stevie Wonder. 9. “Oh what a night” Four Seasons, 10. “Gotta Give It up Part 1” Marvin Gaye, 11 “I wanna be your lover” Prince, 12. “Ain’t no sunshine” Bill Withers, 13. “Do You Believe In Love” Huey Lewis and the News, 14. “Today I Met The Boy I’m Going to Marry” Darlene Love, 15. “Friends” Beach Boys, 16. “Don’t you want me” Human League, 17. “I can’t stand the rain” Anne Peebles, 18. “What a fool believes” Doobie Brothers, 19. “Borderline” Madonna, 20. “Weird Fishes” Radiohead, 21 “My Only Swerving” El ten eleven, 22 “Searching” Roy Ayers, 23 “You’re still a young man” Tower of power, 24. “Never too much” Luther Vandross, 25. “That’s the way of the world” Earth, Wind Fire, 26. “One Fine Day” The Chiffons, 27. “Here comes the sun” Beatles, 28. “Eyes without a face” Billy Idol, 29. “Cruel summer” Bananarama, 30. “La Vie En Rose” Grace Jones, 31. “Graceland” Paul Simon, 32 “Let me in your life” Aretha Franklin, 33 “If I Ever Feel Better” Phoenix, 34 “Stuck in the Middle With You” Stealers Wheel, 35. “September” Earth Wind and Fire

Dinner Playlist ➔ 1 “Be My Baby” Ronettes, 2. “Claire de lune” Kamasi Washington, 3. “Our Way to Fall” Yo La Tengo, 4. “Ooh baby baby” Smokey Robinson, 5. “Poolside” Harvest moon, 6. “Tenderness” General Public, 7. “Will you still love me tomorrow” The Shirelles, 8. “TIL you come back to me” Aretha Franklin, 9. “Warmth of the Sun” Beach Boys, 10. “Red red wine” UB40, 11. “One on one” Hall Oates, 12. “Lovefool” Cardigans, 13. “What a Difference A Day Makes” Dinah Washington, 14. “Astral Weeks” Van Morrison, 15. “Out of my league” Fitz and the tantrums, 16. “Sunday kind of love” Etta james, 17. “Drive” Cars, 18. “Young Americans” David Bowie, 19. “Sleepwalking” Modest Mouse, 20. “Beyond Love” Beach House, 21. “Feel Like Making Love” D’Angelo, 22. “You give good love” Whitney Houston, 22. “Poses” Rufus Wainwright, 23. “Overjoyed” Stevie Wonder, 24. “Try a Little Tenderness” Otis Redding, 25. “Say A Little Prayer” Aretha Franklin, 26.“Crazy for you” Madonna, 27. “Dream Lover” Mariah Carey, 28. “Midnight Train to Georgia” Gladys Knight, 29. “Crimson and Clover” Shondells, 30. “I just want to be your everything” Andy Gibb, 31. “Say it isn’t so” Hall and Oates, 32. “Close To You” Cure, 33.“Over My Head” Alabama Shakes, 34. “Only You” Platters, 35. “Don’t Worry Baby” Beach Boys, 36. Doo Wop That Thing” Lauryn Hill

THE LA VALENCIA HOTEL WEDDING RECEPTION

MC Welcome ➔ “Good evening! Welcome to Ashley & Johns wedding reception!!! I am the Master of Ceremonies, DJ Staci. Please take your seats so we can officially welcome our guests of honor. Please be sure to post your photos today with #YorkFee. If you need to charge your devices, I do have a mini charging station up here including some universal chargers.”

“Tonight I’m going to be sharing a lot of stories about John & Ashley with you. To get rolling, les tackle the first &I love you.& On their 80th date—yes, Ashley counts them—they were in Korea Town in LA to celebrate their 6 month anniversary. They checked into a swanky hotel, went to dinner at a Korean BBQ restaurant, then hit a karaoke bar. John said those 3 little words after dinner Ashley quickly replied back! Awwww….. Ladies & gentlemen, put your hands together for the introduction of the wedding party.”

Grand Entrance ➔ “Chapel of Love” Dixie Cups

➔ “Show some love to Best Woman & Sister of the Groom, Heather, & Flower Girl, Claire!!!”

➔ “Please welcome Best Man, Patrick!!!”

➔ “Give it up for Junior Bridesmaid, Sophie!!!”

➔ “Show some love to Maid of Honor & Sister of the Bride, Amanda, and Flower Girl, Grace!!!”

➔ “Be My Baby” Ronettes ➔ “They first connected online then eventually met up on February 28, 2017, on Sunset Blvd. On their first date, they met at a restaurant stayed until close. Together they enjoy long talks, vacationing, visiting film festivals across the US, & walking their dog, Lula, at the beach. They are planning a honeymoon to Kauai. Ladies & gentlemen, get on your feet to welcome–for the FIRST TIME EVER— Mr. & Mrs. John F & Ashley Y!!!” ➔ keep playing “Be My Baby” Ronettes

➔ Newlywed Brief Welcome/Thank You Speech ➔ continue “Be My Baby” Ronettes

➔ Meal Served: plated ➔ Announce: “Dinner will be served momentarily. Also, at about 6:25 you can grab a glass of champagne from the bar for the toasts, if you like.”

6:25 PM ➔ Announce: “Just a reminder that you can grab a glass of champagne from the bar now if you like one for the toasts.”

6:30 PM ➔ Toasts ➔ Champagne available at bar at 6:25 PM ➔ Ladies & gentlemen, may I have your attention please for the toasts. Please welcome our first speaker:

➔ Maid of Honor & Sister of the Bride, Amanda

➔ Mother of the Bride, Claudette

➔ Father of the Bride, Tim

➔ Parents of the Groom, Joan & Russ

➔ Best Woman & Sister of the Groom, Heather

➔ Best Man & Brother of the Groom, Patrick

➔ First Dance ➔ “You’ve Got a Friend” (live), Donnie Hathaway ➔ fade early: no ➔ “On their 321st date, John & Ashley went on a last minute trip to Hawaii’s big island. She had heard him on the phone trying to get a reservation at a swanky restaurant there…she began to wonder if a marriage proposal was in her future…hmmm?! After splashing around in the water and watching a magical Hawaiian sunset, they returned to their stunning oceanfront room. John ordered champagne, & he asked her a very important question. We know how she answered because we are about to welcome Ashley & John to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife.”

➔ Combo Parent Dance ➔ “The Way You Look Tonight” Tony Bennett ➔ fade early: no ➔ “John admires that his mother has been married to his dad for HALF A CENTURY! About her father, Ashley says: Dad drove me to school everyday and always got me there early—FOR 12 YEARS–teaching me the valuable asset of punctuality. Now lets welcome John & his mother, Joan, with Ashley her father, Tim, to the dance floor to share a special dance.” ➔ open dance floor up to everyone

➔ Open Dancing

8:15 PM ➔ Bouquet Toss ➔ “Then he Kissed me” Crystals

➔ Longest Married Couple Dance ➔ “A Song for You,” Donnie Hathaway ➔ Announce: “We’d like to invite all of the married couples to the dance floor right now…The newlyweds would like to dedicate this song to all of the couples in the room, married or not.” ➔ Announce: “We’d like to give a special shout out to John’s parents, Joan & Russ, who will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary on August 16th, as well as Ashley’s mom & her husband, Fred, who just celebrated their first wedding anniversary! Congrats!!!”

8:30 PM ➔ Photographer leaves

9:50 PM ➔ Last Dance ➔ “I Wanna Dance With Somebody,” Whitney H ➔ Announce: “There will be an after party from now until 2:00 AM in Cafe Rue, which is by the lobby. There will be free snacks & drinks available for purchase.”

➔ Send-Off ➔ “I Only Have Eyes For You” Flamingos

ASHLEY & JOHN’S DANCE MUSIC RECIPE

Requests ➔ line dances only if requested

Music ➔ PG-13/clean radio edits

Play A Lot ➔ Top 40, Oldies/Motown, 80s, Funk

Play A Few ➔ Disco, Classic Rock, Hip Hop, 90s, 2000s

Slow Dances ➔ “That’s What Friends are for,” Dionne Warwick, “You Give Good Love,” Whitney Houston

♥ M U S T – P L A Y S ♥

1. “All night long” Lionel Richie, 2. “You make my dreams come true” Hall & Oates, 3. “Poison” Bel Biv Devoe, 4. “Karma Chameleon” Culture Club, 5. “Respect” Aretha Franklin, 6. “Toxic” Britney Spears, 7. “Footloose” Kenny Loggins, 8. “Crazy in love” Beyonce, 9. “Finesse” Bruno Mars, 10. “Holiday” Madonna, 11. “Faith” George Michael, 12. “Can’t Stop The Feeling” Justin Timberlake

♥ P L A Y I F Y O U C A N ♥

“Cosmic Girl” Jamiroquai, “Feels so Good” Mase, “Dancing In the Streets” Martha & the Vandellas, “It Takes Two” Rob Base, “I like it” Cardi B for MOH Amanda, “You Drop the Bomb on Me” Gap Band, “Sexyback” Justin Timberlake, “1999” Prince, “No Scrubs” TLC, “Livin on a Prayer” Bon Jovi, “Twist and Shout” the Beatles, “It Feels Good” Toni Tony Tone, “Uptown Funk” Bruno Mars, “Treasure” Bruno Mars, “This Is How We Do It” Montel Jordan, “Push It” Salt N Pepa, “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” Marvin Gaye, “Single Ladies” Beyonce, “Let’s Dance” David Bowie, “Bootylicious” Beyonce, “Hip to be Square” Huey Lewis, “Glamorous life” Sheila E, “Shoop” Salt & Peppa, “It feels so right” Sonique, “Call Me Al” Paul Simon, “Purple rain” Prince, “Hollywood Swinging” Kool and the Gang, “Signed Sealed Delivered I’m Yours” Stevie Wonder, “Bring It On Home” Sam Cooke, “You can’t Hurry Love” The Supremes, “Higher and Higher” Jackie Wilson, “All for you” Janet Jackson

♥ D O N O T P L A Y S ♥

Journey, trap, country, Lynyrd Skynrd, Bob Segar, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Michael Jackson, Pharrell’s “Happy,” AC/DC

LA VALENCIA HOTEL WEDDING FLOOR PLAN

SAN DIEGO WEDDING VENDOR LIST

Here is the amazing team of San Diego wedding vendors I had the pleasure of working with on this La Valencia Hotel wedding:

Venue/Caterer/Cake ➔ La Valencia Hotel

DJ/MC/Photo Booth/Lighting ➔ DJ Staci, the Track Star

Photographer ➔ Wally Wilson Studios

Florist ➔ Kimberly Buffington

Again, I was honored to be the one and only San Diego wedding DJ Ashley & John trusted with their La Valencia Hotel wedding in La Jolla. Thank you!

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garbellfotografia · 5 years

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El momento más íntimo del día de vuestra boda es durante la sesión de fotos. Lo normal es que dure entre 15 y 30 minutos. Sin alejarnos demasiado de las bandejas del cocktail 😉 . Mientras los invitados empiezan a comer y beber, vosotros disfrutáis del primer momento "solos" del día. Al principio estáis un poco nerviosos por todo lo que estáis viviendo, pero cuando os miráis os dais cuenta de porqué empezó todo. Para mí es muy especial poder captar esos momentos de intimidad entre vosotros. . . . #garbellfotografia #wedding #bodaenvalencia #valencia #lasarenas #boda #fotografa #fotografosvalencia #fotobodashc (at Hotel Las Arenas Balneario Resort) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzvDBbHiRLw/?igshid=i407kw8f9lkp

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streetartsf · 6 years

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San Francisco Bay Area Events ... Oct plan ahead __ Ongoing SF Minnesota Street Project - Different galleries hosting exhibits, talks etc on different days. @minnesotastreetproject __ Ongoing Oakland Autobody Fine Art - painting clinic every Sun/Wed and Figure Drawing Sessions with model 2X a month. For schedule and fees click on their website at top of their page.@autobodyfineart __ Ongoing SF 111 Minna Sketch Tuesdays once a month. Check the page for date.@sketchtuesdays Ongoing Oakland Bad Luck of the Draw Club - Usually Wednesdays in different locations @badluckofthedrawclub __ Check Art expert Alan Bamberger website calendar for more @alanbamberger __ 10/2 SF Tilden Hotel - Chris Cook art showcased from 5-8pm until December@tildenhotel @sugabusmedia 10/4 SF First Thursday Art Walk in Lower Polk/Tendernob @sffirstthursday 10/4 SF Castro Art Walk and art reception for Jennifer Marie Harris @artattacksf 10/4 Berkeley Shoh Gallery - The art of Zoya Frolova @shoh_east_bay 10/4 SF Stashed in 2360 3rd St - Aaron De La Cruz RSVP required @aarondelacruz 10/4 Marin Art at the Hanger - Open Studios 25th Anniversary Group show. @marinopenstudios 10/5 SF 111 Minna 25 year anniversary show @111minnagallery 10/5 SF Gallery 1317 - Group Show and Book launch. Curated by Nate1 - Graffiti pioneers - Cuba, Bam, Bodem Neon, Crayone, Pengo … @gallery1317on 1317 Grant Ave 10/6 SF 1AMSF solo show by Dennis "Bagger43" Brown @1amsf 10/6 SF The Midway Gallery - Evolution 2.0 One night show @themidwaygallery- features SprayPrinter! 10/6 SF Hashimoto - Solo exhibit of Seonna Hong@hashimotocontemporary 10/6 SF Spoke Art - solo show of Amy Sol artworks @spokeart_art 10/6 SF Needles and Pens - Isaac Lin solo show @needlesandpens 10/7 SF Hawker Fare - 680 Valencia Fall Bazzar 11-3pm. Stencil workshop with Nite Owl, Mark Bode mural unveiling. With 14 local artist you all know. @crayone 10/11 SF Is Fine Art and Design - Casey OConnell show@isfineartanddesign 10/13 Oakland Pt. 2 Gallery - Solo exhibition by Cannon Dill @pt.2gallery 10/17 San Jose - Pow! Wow!@empire7studios 10/19 SF Chandran Gallery - Ines Longevial Show @chandrangallery

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missholson · 5 years

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John Ireland & Joanne Dru on their wedding day in La Valencia Hotel, La Jolla, California, 8 Aug 1949 Photography by Loomis Dean / Life Magazine [X]

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melissamontoyaphotography · 2 years

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La Valencia Wedding Photos | Brooke + Jared

La Valencia Wedding Photos | Brooke + Jared As a San Diego Wedding photographer, I love the beautiful wedding venues that is has to offer. Whether you want something tropical, beach, garden, rustic, it is all available to you. In 2021 I had a couple hotel weddings. I am a huge fan of weddings that lend themselves to lots of natural light as well as a cool outdoor environment. In this La Valencia…

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soundprodigy · 4 years

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Day wedding was popping! @truephotography takes such amazing pix! #soundprodigy #soundprodigydjpat #sandiegoweddingdjservice #sandiegodj #theknot #bestofweddings (at La Valencia Hotel) https://www.instagram.com/p/CF7o315jCfz/?igshid=1xgqkp6fzigpu

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cavehags · 6 years

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can you tell me about either tahani/rosa or valencia/tahani

both very good. valencia/tahani would be really fun to watch unfold. i can imagine them meeting at the wedding of two of valencia’s rich and borderline famous clients – tahani is there as a guest and is dodging questions from people about what kamilah is up to, while valencia is eyeing the reception from near the bar to make sure that everyone is having a good time. tahani obviously isn’t, and at one point makes a quick exit from the ballroom looking like she’s on the verge of tears. valencia is loathe to leave the ballroom over something that doesn’t really affect her job, but since no one else follows tahani, she decides to just go. she finds tahani sobbing in the parking lot and tries to talk to her. the drama is a lot even to valencia’s sympathetic ears: tahani apparently just pulled off a major charity event earlier in the week, but absolutely no one at this event cares about her; they just want to hear about her sister.

it’s all very first-world-problems but valencia finds herself empathizing, since it wasn’t so long ago that she had to deal with the chans when all they wanted to talk about was rebecca. she feels weird admitting any of her life stuff to this near-stranger, but since tahani is so upset and so weepy, she begrudgingly shares a little, and tries to offer some comfort by saying that she has planned enough weddings to confidently say that these occasions bring out the worst in everyone.

they keep talking and finding more and more common ground in the way they’ve been treated by insensitive people in their lives. it becomes an all-out bitchfest, aided by the fact that tahani has had six cocktails and valencia is slowly coming down from an espresso high that has helped her stay focused on this wedding since five in the morning. eventually valencia has to head back into the reception hall, but tahani is feeling embarrassed over her meltdown and asks if she can buy valencia a coffee the next time tahani is in LA as an apology for breaking down and causing a scene in the middle of her work event like this. valencia accepts.

as they continue to see each other, they find more and more similarities. they both like the same types of soapy, dramatic tv shows and they both are passionate about home décor. they’re both kind of new to the idea of having friends; while tahani is part of a large social group back in london, she’s never really excelled at being with someone just one-on-one like this. meanwhile valencia has her girl group, but… doesn’t necessarily want to share tahani with heather, rebecca and paula yet. for one thing, she’s not at all sure that tahani would get along with them.

their friendship gets more intimate as they continue to attend events together – specifically tahani’s events, including red carpet stuff and the occasional celebrity wedding. valencia uses the opportunity to network and take photos of the décor for her instagram, but she also spends a good amount of time by tahani’s side, sometimes even arm-in-arm or hand-in-hand. when they drink at these events (rosé usually) and need a ride back to whatever gorgeous, luxurious hotel suite tahani is staying at, they find themselves sitting really close together in the limo, sometimes with tahani’s head on valencia’s shoulder, or more rarely vice versa.

as their relationship develops from a friendship with benefits to being actual girlfriend, their first fights emerge around how much emotional energy tahani seems to need from valencia, even knowing how busy valencia is with work and how hard she has to work if her business is going to go anywhere. tahani doesn’t have a ton of sensitivity when it comes to valencia’s more modest background; she sometimes forgets that valencia doesn’t come from luxury like she does. it’s frustrating. similarly, tahani blows up at valencia a couple of times when valencia doesn’t seem to take tahani’s self-esteem issues seriously; valencia finds that she doesn’t have as much patience as tahani seems to need from her when it comes to offering compliment after compliment after compliment to get tahani out of a negative-self-talk rut.

most of the time, things are good when they’re not outrageously dramatic. tahani learns a little bit about how to be a normal human being through valencia and valencia learns a little bit about how to be in a healthy relationship where both people get their emotional needs met. as they work out the kinks that inevitably arise from doing long-distance, eventually valencia is able to move her business base to london to live with tahani full-time – but the fights over decorating and entertaining guests are intense and not to be forgotten.

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the end of all things

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Lay us down We're in love

When the wedding day finally came around, it became everything that you ever imagined.

The months leading up to the big day, which took years of planning on its own, was full of appointments with the wedding planner, late nights of booking, and a lot of searching in between. Both you and Chris used the weekends to travel; searching for the one spot that would hold dear to your hearts. First it was a train to Bordeaux to look at the vineyard venues, then a visit to Spain's sun-kissed coast of Malaga, a trip to Cochem Castle in Germany, and numerous of other places. The idea of having a wedding in Jersey was appealing, but you both knew you wanted something more. Chris was willing to give you the world to have your dream wedding, and you were thankful.

It was one month after searching through venues, numerous phone calls and plane tickets abroad, that you and Chris found the exact spot you wanted to become husband and wife. Villa Pizzo in Lake Como, Italy. It's a luxury lakeside villa with a chalky pink and peach facade with running English-inspired gardens and the most amazing view. It was rustic and chic, elegant, but not too glossy for yours and Chris' humble minds. You could remember walking hand-in-hand with Chris down a tree-lined path from the villa to the lakeside terrace, and in that moment you knew that was the place you wanted to share your vows to Chris with your closest family and friends. There was no doubt in yours and Chris' minds that this was the place you two had been waiting to stumble upon.

You waited until the last minute possible, like usual with most things, to find your wedding gown. The colors of the wedding had been a debatable topic between you and Chris for months, so you waited until all of the decisions were finalized so you could pick out the dresses. In the past year or so you had window-shopped dresses around Jersey, but never found one you were enthused about, so you decided to try London. You flew with Chris' mum to London, where you met with your mum and best friend to scan the bridal shops in hopes of finding the perfect one. The first day was unsuccessful for you in terms of finding a dress, but the gowns for you bridesmaids were found. It was a Amsale NY, rose colored dress in the Corbin style; hand-ruched chiffon with a criss-cross in the bust, and an empire waist to compliment the inverted v-neckline. It would compliment the light blush hues you and Chris agreed on.

The second day in London, upon the second hour and second shop scanned, you found your wedding gown. You could remember standing on the rounded stool in front of a dozen mirrors, looking at yourself in the white dress, and seeing the teary-eyed smiles from those behind you on the sofa. The three women on the sofa were crying, and you felt beautiful for the first time in a very long time. That was when you knew you were wearing the dress.

It was a Rosa Clara, Alejo line gown. Your mother wore a Rosa Clara gown to her wedding, so it almost felt like fate as you decided your own. It was a mix of a sensual bodice and ball-gown-style skirt that created a striking contrast. It was a princess-style beaded lace with a tulle gown that flattered your figure. A dipping neckline to an empire waist with lace that showed off the perfect amount of skin. It was so simple, something that you wanted. You felt stunning for once, and you just knew that Chris would love it too.

After the dress was picked, the suit was formally fitted, and the invites were sent out, the bachelor and bachelorette parties were thrown. Even though the parties were typically thrown the night before weddings, neither yours or Chris' schedule didn't confine to the events, so instead the parties were thrown the weekend before. Chris had whisked away with his best friends to Valencia for his bachelor party where he met up with everyone for plenty of drinking and nights out. It was a typical lads holiday without all of the hook-ups, and Chris considered it a weekend well-spent.

Meanwhile your best friends, which happened to be quite a group, surprised you with a trip to Las Palmas in the Canary Islands. You previously told them you wanted a quiet bachelorette party, maybe just even a brunch one morning, but instead you were gifted with a plane ticket to Las Palmas for a weekend on a yacht with plenty of shopping, swimming, and sunbathing in preparation for the big day. They even surprised you with customized tees, sashes that said you were a bride-to-be, and buckets of champagne at the clubs on nights out. It was one of the best weekends of your life, or as Gee called it; "One last fling before the ring."

When you and Chris returned home that Monday, neither of you were still drunk, sunburnt, nor had indecent information or photos spread on Twitter, so it was considered a weekend well done.

One week later, as all of the pre-wedding hype had died down, the day was just around the corner. The families, friends, and you and Chris couple to Italy in preparation. The first day in Italy was spent relaxing, enjoying the coast and its water in the small amount of time left before everything would come together. You could still remember clinking glasses with Chris as you two sipped wine on a boat through Lake Como one afternoon.

The day before the wedding, after the reception practice and run-through at the ceremony location earlier in the day, you and Chris threw a small party at the Grand Hotel Serbelloni for the guests. The guest ranged from family to "associates" that you and Chris weren't even really close to, but you wanted them to be a part of it as well. Everyone in Italy for the wedding gathered on the patio outside, sipped on fine Italian wine, and you managed to open up a few wedding gifts as well which was like matching wine glasses with frosted words on them, and an embroidered pillow with yours and Chris' initials and the wedding date stitched on the front.

It was just a fun time under a patio of twinkle lights with everyone having a good time together.

Into the late afternoon as the sun slowly sat behind the horizon, you broke away from Freya and walked over to Chris, who was in a conversation with one of his close friends and Callum, and sat down on the arm of his chair. He grinned up at you and you kissed him gently on the forehead.

So far, everything in Italy had gone by smoothly. There wasn't a problem with anyone arriving late, booking hotel rooms or rooming situations with the hotel, the wedding practice went by without a flaw, and now all of the families and friends were getting along well. It was actually better than you, and Chris, expected.

You looked over to the edge of the patio where your mum was deep into a conversation with Chris' mum and aunt, causing you to laugh at their loud tones and smiling faces. Next to them your friends were mingling with Chris', and all of the dads were getting along just well. The small things that kept you nervous and anxious were panning out to be just fine.

"Everyone seems to be having a good time." Chris said, sliding an arm around your waist to bring you into his lap. He kissed you on the cheek and smiled. "Our mum's haven't stopped talking since they arrived."

You laughed, nodding, before reaching over and grabbing his wine glass to take a sip. "Expect that at every family gathering from now on. My mum can't keep her mouth closed around your family." Looking back at Chris, you raised a timid brow. "Sure you want to go through with tomorrow then?" You teased.

"Absolutely sure," he said kissing you gently on the cheek, then a quick one on the lips before someone else approached you two.

The next day was the big day.

The whole hotel was buzzing early that morning due to the fact that it was the day of the wedding.

From the room service orders nearly breaking the kitchen, to the bridesmaids and other girls were running up and down the hallways with pairs of shoes and minor complications with dresses, the entire hotel was on a lockdown to make sure the day went by smoothly.

In separate rooms, you and Chris prepared for the big day. You two ate breakfast, got dressed, and done the final preparations separately. That entire morning all of the girls were darting in and out of your room, asking which shoes looked better, if their makeup was okay, or if they should keep their hair up or down. You knew the wedding photographer who slipped into your room earlier was having a field day with it all. You gave a lot of advice while sitting in the chair, getting your own makeup done.

Yes, Sarah, the rose heels look good with the bridesmaids dress.

Yes, Emily, your makeup looked fine.

And Gee, your hair looks better down.

You swore that without the cup of tea you had been sipping on, you would have already blown up. All of the stress was finally settling on your shoulders and the tension grew in your mind. However, you had to keep the fact that it was all about to pay off, in the back of your head too.

After you were finished with hair and makeup, you decided to take a quick break. Walking out onto your balcony with a cup of tea, you settled down on the edge of the terrace, and just took a deep breath while admiring the view. It was a perfect, sunny day over Lake Como, and it was everything you ever dreamed. The houses and villas were vibrant in color, there were little boats litering the blue water. It all looked magical and you had to take a step back to rememeber that this was where you were getting married.

When you were younger, you had a whole notebook dedicated to your future wedding. Back then you wanted a small church ceremony in Bath with your closest family and friends, the bridesmaids would be wearing red, and you would be in a large ballgown. Now, as time progressed, you realized what you truly wanted. And this was it. A ceremony with the best people you knew, in the most beautiful dress, with a magical location you would never forget. This was your dream, and it was all coming true.

As you remained outside on the balcony in your own thoughts and ideas, you heard music come from the room behind you. You spun around, sipping on your tea, to see Freya and Stephanie and Nia dancing in the room to a remix of Beyonce's Drunk In Love. They were dancing wildly, waving their arms or holding up their dresses with the brightest smiles on their faces as they did so. You laughed, shaking your head, and reminded yourself of the good. This wasn't all going to be stressful. You had to remind yourself that it was your wedding, and whatever happened, you were going to leave Italy married to the love of your life. And that was enough to make you smile.

At eleven o'clock that morning, the family, friends, and others left Grand Hotel Serbelloni. They all took separate boats to Villa Pizzo, the location for the wedding ceremony. That is where the ceremony and reception would follow outside. The boats came to and from the hotel and picked up all the guest before whisking them away to the villa, and you and the bridesmaids were the last to go.

After docking in Villa Pizzo, you and your "team" of girls, which was the bridesmaids, made your way into the villa for last minute checks as the guests got settled in their seats outside. Inside the villa, in the main room, you looked in the gold-trimmed mirror and smiled. The wedding dress, your hair, the makeup, all of it was seemingly perfect to you. The dress was simple, your hair was down in loose waves, and with light mascara and pink lips, you felt beautiful. And you knew Chris would think the same.

"Everyone is seated. It's almost time." Your mum said as she slid into the main room of the villa. Everyone in the room did last minute checks on hair, makeup, and shoes, and then nodded at her. She looked at you, noticed your beaming smile, and thought you were glowing. She leaned against the doorframe, one hand over her heart with wet eyes, and smiled. "You look so beautiful, dear." She said. "I cannot believe my daughter is getting married today."

You nodded and looked around the room. You had your bridesmaids, from Sarah to your best friend since kindergarten, all dressed in rose gowns with their bouquets in hand. You wanted to start crying at how beautiful they looked, but you knew you had to hold it back. For the sake of the hours of makeup.

"Come on," Sarah stepped forward, handing you your bouquet and looping her arm through yours. "Let's go get married." She said and everyone in the room laughed before walking out of the villa.

As your mum left just minutes before, she made it in perfect timing for the ceremony. Together, you and your bridesmaids, and the groomsmen all made it to the path. It was a small, narrow gravel path that lead straight to the overlook where everyone was already seated.

All of the groomsmen made their way out, and then the bridesmaids. You lingered behind just a few feet and there, met with your father. When your eyes met his, he lit up like a Christmas tree. His eyes were wide and bright, and you had never seen him smile so large. He admired you in the gown, how stunning you looked, and he was so thankful he was here to witness this day.

When you approached him, he gently kissed your forehead. "You're growing up on me, darling." He whispered, and the soft instrumental music began to play in the distance, signaling that it was her time to go. You smiled at him, kissing his cheek, before looping an arm through his, and starting down the path together.

As you neared the steps to walk down, you looked up to see everyone seated, looking in your direction. Smiling, your father helped you down the stairs slowly, and then together, walked down the aisle of people. For a split second, as you neared the aisle, you looked at the guests. In the mix of everyone, you spotted yours and Chris' family, and then the friends who were a part of this special day. Starting down the aisle between the seats, you looked up and met eyes with Chris. He had his hands clasped in front of his face, shielding the brightest smile, and his eyes were wet with tears. You could feel the eyes of everyone on you, but that wasn't on your mind at that moment. Chris finally dropped his hands to reveal his perfect smile, and you were sure you were wearing one just the same.

At the end of the aisle, Chris stepped down to meet you and your father. You and your father shared a small kiss on the cheek, and he and Chris exchanged nice words before Chris took you by the hand and lead you back to your standing positions in front of the minister.

"You look so beautiful, love." Chris whispered as he dropped your hand.

You smiled at him. "And you look so handsome." You whispered back, sharing a smile with your future husband before letting the minister take over.

"Friends and relatives, we have come here today at the invitation of Christopher Michael Dixon and (y/f/m/l/n) to share in the joy of their wedding. This outward celebration that we shall see and hear, I believe, is an expression of the inner love and devotion they have in their hearts toward one another. I believe marriage is of God, and Chris and (y/n) come today desiring to be united in this sacred relationship of marriage. Who is giving this woman to be married to this man?"

Your father stood from his seat, pressed one hand against his blazer while holding the other up. "Father, my wife and I do." He said before nodding, and then seating again.

The minister nodded and carried on. "The ceremony of marriage in which you come to be united is one of the first and oldest ceremonies in the entire world, celebrated in the beginning in the presence of God himself. Marriage is a gift in that we give ourselves totally to one another. I believe that marriage is a gift given to comfort the sorrows of life and to magnify life’s joys. Marriage is the clasping of hands, the blending of two hearts, the union of two lives into one, and your marriage must stand, not by the authority of Italia, nor by the seal on your wedding certificate, but by the strength and power of the faith and love you have in one another." He paused for a moment, taking in the view of the couple and guests in front of him. "Now, will you please pass your flowers, turn and face one another and join hands to express your vows of love and devotion each to the other."

You turned around and looked at the maid of honor behind you, who was wearing a similar smile, and handed her the bouquet of peach peonies you were holding before turning back around. You turned back and looked at Chris, and gently took his hands in yours. You two looked into each others eyes and smiled so wide you both started giggling, causing the guests to laugh as well. It was only possible for you two to make such a romantic serious thing so silly.

"Chris, do you have some words?"

Chris cleared his throat and gave your hands a slight squeeze. He had been preparing his vows for years now, from the moment he realized that he wanted to marry you, but now, he was sure those words wouldn't even do justice. So he just spoke the truth.

"Our second Christmas together, years ago, I told you that I was lucky to have you. And I want you to know that as I stand here right now, I feel like the luckiest man alive." Chris said. "You are the love of my life and I have known that since the day I met you. There was never anyone or anything else, it was always you. It was always you that I wanted to wake up to in the morning, that I wanted to laugh with at 2 AM over the weirdest things, take drives with, cook with, it was always, and will always be you." You felt the tears brim your eyes, heart bursting with joy as Chris looked you in the eyes and spoke the truth. He smiled and so did you. "I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all of the ages of the world alone."

All of the guests cooed, awing and leaned into each other as Chris spoke. Everyone felt their hearts swell with happiness. As Chris finished off, the minister nodded and smiled. "(Y/n) do you have some words?"

There was no pulling out a card or paper with words scribbled on them from the past few weeks, you already knew what you had planned to say.

"In that book which is my memory, on the first page is the chapter when I first met you appear the words, "here begins a new life."" You recited Dante's words that keep a deep meaning in your heart. When you read those words, it had Chris' name printed all over it. "We met years ago. We met in London and that's the end of it all. There is no story of how I come to love through all of this time. I saw you one day I just knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you." You said, squeezing his hands with a bright smile. "I used to never believe in soulmates, that was something I used to be proud of. Now, I'm here today because you are the person that made me believe there was someone out there meant for me. And that's you." You nodded. "And I believe that's fate because out of the 8 million people in London, I had the blessing of meeting you. So, Chris, I'm so happy that the universe brought us together."

The minister nodded and smiled before continuing on the ceremony by reciting Corinthians. "The word of God tells us what love is like and what love does: Love is patient, love is kind, love is not jealous. Love does not brag and is not arrogant. It does not act unbecomingly. It does not seek its own, it is not provoked, and it does not take into account a wrong suffered. It does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth, for love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things, but above all, love never fails."

You felt your heart continue to swell. You couldn't believe this was actually happening.

"Having this kind of love in your hearts for one another, you have chosen to exchange rings as the sign and seal of the promises you are making to one another today."

Turning to look down the aisle, the guests aw'd and you and Chris smiled as two small children walked towards you both with suits on and each holding a pillow with individual rings. Your nephew, and Chris' nephew. You and Chris smiled widely and watched them approach you both before stopping right at the front of the crowd.

The minister turned to Chris. "Do you have a ring for (Y/n)? May I have the ring?" You and Chris dropped hands and he reached out, kissing his nephews forehead before taking the ring off of the pillow. He turned back and handed the ring to the minister.

"(Y/n), do you have a ring for Chris? May I have the ring?" You nodded and turned to your nephew, smiling at him before reaching out and taking the ring off of the pillow. She handed the ring back to the minister. He closed his fist tight and then repeated a message from his notes.

"Rings are very large in their significance. They are made of a precious metal and precious stone, and that reminds us that love is not cheap or common; but indeed love is very costly and dear to us. These rings are also made in a circle and their design tells us that we must keep love continuous throughout our whole lives even as the circle of the ring is continuous. As you wear these rings, whether you are together or apart for even just a moment, may these rings be a constant reminder of the promises you are making to one another this day." He turned to the groom. "Chris, will you please take this ring and place it upon the third finger of (y/n)'s left hand, and holding her hand in yours, please repeat this promise to her saying after me: With this ring, I seal my promise, to be your faithful and loving husband, as God is my witness."

The guests went silent for a moment as Chris took the ring from the ministers open palm. Hands shaking from the nerves, Chris gently laughed and took your hand in his. He held the ring between his index finger and thumb, and then gently slid it onto your third finger. "With this ring, I seal my promise, to be your faithful and loving husband, as God is my witness." Chris brought your hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to your knuckle.

It was a beautiful, simple ring that he had designed himself. Before he proposed, he asked you subtle questions about what kind of wedding ring you would like for months, and you didn't catch on. The weekend you were gone to look for a gown in London, he went to France to design the wedding ring. It was a pear-shaped halo ring with a set of round cut diamonds along the silver band, and perfectly set around the center diamond.

Looking down at your hand as he slid the ring across your finger, a wave of emotions hit you all at once. Your eyes flickered up to meet Chris' and you wanted to cry. He had put so much effort into the wedding it brought tears to your eyes.

The minister looked at you. "(Y/n), will you please take this ring and place it upon the third finger of Chris' left hand, and holding his hand in yours please repeat this promise to him saying after me: With this ring, I seal my promise, to be your faithful and loving wife, as God is my witness."

You nodded and took the silver wedding band out of his palm. You looked at Chris and took his hand, sliding the band over his third finger. "With this ring, I seal my promise, to be your faithful loving wife, as God is my witness." You smiled as the ring slid on fully. It was a special ring for Chris as well- a simple sterling silver band that he wanted, but there was a surprise engraved on the inside that he would have to take it off to see.

Everyone could sense the passion and love flowing between you both as they stood witness. There were giddy smiles and hopeful eyes.

"(Y/n) and Chris, you have come here today before us and before God and have expressed your desire to become husband and wife. You have shown your love and affection by joining hands, and have made promises of faith and devotion, each to the other, and have sealed these promises by the giving and the receiving of the rings. Therefore, it is my privilege as a minister and by the authority given to me by the law of Italia, I now pronounce that you are husband and wife." It was the cue. Chris reached out and slid an arm around your waist. But the minister hesitated and all of the guests laughed. It was clear that Chris was eager to kiss his wife.

The minister chuckled and closed his Bible. "Chris, you may kiss your bride."

And boy, did he.

You laughed as Chris pulled you flush against him and then proceeded to dip you down, letting your lips met. Everyone in the crowd chuckled and laughed loudly at Chris' swift move with you in his arms- as dramatic as he typically was. There was a whistle from the crowd as well. You both were mentally betting it was Ollie or Harry.

You laughed into the kiss before taking Chris' face in your hands and kissing him harder. When he brought you back to your feet, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed again. You couldn't believe this. You got to kiss him every day of your life. You got to kiss your husband.

When you two pulled apart in faint laughter, Chris pecked your lips again before you both turned to face the crowd of guest in front of you.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is my privilege to introduce to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Dixon."

You looked out onto everyone on their feet, smiling and clapping for you both as you clutched Chris' hand. It was odd to remember that when you were a teenager, the last thing you wanted to do was get married. Now you were living with and married to the love of your life. It was insane what just a few years could bring.

Feeling Chris squeeze your hand, you two began to walk down the aisle of people. Everyone began to throw flower petals at you two as you walked down the aisle. You reached down with a free hand and picked up your gown to prevent tripping over it, and then you and Chris started jogging together. Everyone was snapping photos, laughing, or simply watching onto you both. Reaching the stairs that you had went down just minutes ago, Chris stopped mid-jog, bent down, and picked you up. With his arm tucked behind your knees, you laughed and threw your arms around his shoulders as he carried you up the steps.

When Chris reached the top of the steps, he turned around and you both looked at the wave of guests in front of you. You waved wildly at them before Chris continued on down the path with you in his arms.

The reception after the wedding ceremony turned out to be the highlight of the day. Chris kissing you too early and picking you up was pretty great, but the reception had a whole level of its own.

Everyone left the ceremony area and walked down the path next to the lake, admiring the view of the mountains and villas, and to the reception. Before everyone went to the tables where the food would be served, there was a small celebration in between. Along the path, next to the villa, was a large table stacked with champagne flutes. Everyone gathered together and grabbed their own champagne flute, and then all crowded around the couple to congratulate them, and share hugs, and kisses. It was all genuine smiles and hearty laughter all around.

Then as all of the guest made their way to their assigned tables, you and Chris snuck off to take the wedding photos. They were taken along several locations near the villa and lake, all using different poses and genuine smiles with the photographer. Taking their time with the photos, it gave all of the guest time to be settled in their seats, so after a few minutes, you and Chris slowly made your way back.

The reception was held outside on a large patio next to the grand steps leading into the villa, and Lake Como on the other side. It was beautiful. The tables had large centerpieces of flowers with twinkle lights inside to match the white table cloth with light designs along the bottom, and the name cards were printed off in embroidered gold with each name. There was twinkle lights hanging from the villa to the corners of the steps, emitting a beautiful glow in the late afternoon.

After being lead to the reception with a thunderous applause, you and Chris sat down at the designated table in front of everyone. The MC of the night, who was really just Tobi with a microphone, welcomed everyone and made the first toast of the afternoon. Then he called up the Best Man, Chris' best friend since secondary school, who had the best speech that was a mix of old memories that had everyone clutching their stomachs in laughter, but also a bit sentimental at the end. Followed by your Maid of Honor stepped up and gave a quick speech- well, you thought, and then it turned out to be a rap song that everyone was nodding along to. Then it was your father's turn, and he gave a nice word to Chris before the speeches wrapped up.

The food was also a highlight of the night- a buffet of meals sat up for everyone, along with complimentary wine and champagne buckets for each table. You had spent countless hours researching, calling, all for the best catering place in Italy near Lake Como. And as everyone was eating with a smile, you assumed you did well.

The part, besides the ceremony, that had everyone in awe, was the bride and groom's first dance. After eating and socializing with the guests, some of whom you had yet to see that day, you and Chris made your way onto the dance floor.

During the wedding planning, you had dealt with booking the location, the food, and guests, and the one thing you put Chris in charge of was the playlist for the night. Just like the ring he slid onto your finger an hour ago, he had a few tricks up his sleeve and surprises throughout the night. So as you walked hand-in-hand to the dance floor just below the steps, you weren't sure what song would come on.

However, when the first chord of the song played through the speakers, you looked directly at Chris with a shocked look on your face.

Throughout the relationship you had dropped hints of the songs you loved, saying that you would love to have them played at your wedding in the future. And Chris did much of the same.

The song Chris chose for the first dance, was the same song you two danced to in the kitchen at 2 AM right after you two moved in together; Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You by Frankie Valli. The song held a special place in your heart, and now you look back on the memory and smile. You couldn't believe it. The same song you danced to with Chris in the refrigerator light of the kitchen is the same song you danced to at your wedding. Your heart was pounding.

Taking your hand in his, you placed your other hand on Chris' shoulder, and you two danced smoothly across the floor. Each step was precise, smooth, and it was like you two had practiced for months ahead of time. Well, practice does make perfect.

"You're just too good to be true, I can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much. At long, last love has arrived, and I thank God I'm alive.." Frankie Valli's voice floated through the patio area.

The twinkle lights set the perfect mood for the first dance as you and Chris danced together. Your bodies were inches apart, hands clasped as Chris' free hand rested on the curve of your waist. It was such an intimate moment, the entire patio was quiet. Some of the guest were pulling out phones and cameras, taking photos or pictures, or simply admiring the moment of beauty in front of them.

"Pardon the way that I stare, there's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak, there are no words left to speak." You met Chris' eyes and smiled brightly at him, your heart feeling as happy as ever. He chuckled at your smile before he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. "But if you feel like I feel, please let me know that it's real. You're just too good to be true, I can't take my eyes off of you."

Chris took a step back and used the speed of your rocks to spin you around at the upbeat part of the song. You smiled, twirling softly to the music and whistles from the guest, before he pulled you back into him. This time you two were further apart, but the dance picked up. You two were moving faster and faster across the dance floor with each smooth step. Following his lead, you looked at Chris and when you both met eyes, he began to sing to you.

"I love you baby, and if it's quite alright, I need you baby. To the warm and lonely nights, I love you baby, trust me when I say.."

All of the guests were rocking to the music, some dancing or swaying in their seats. Your mum and dad were in each others arms, smiling as they watched you, their only daughter and joy, have her first dance.

"Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray. Oh pretty baby, now that I've found you, stay, and let me love you baby, let me love you." Chris sang to you, eyes full of love and pure bliss as he watched you smile and hear you slightly giggle at his singing voice. He felt a rush of happiness straight to the heart with you, his wife.

With one last twirl Chris, this time, pulled you into him. Your body was flush against his, arm tucked under his to press flat against his shoulder, and he held you by placing a warm hand on your lower back. You two continued to sway and the music died down to the piano once again, and Chris continued to sing to you.

"You're just too good to be true, I can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much. At long, last love has arrived, and I think God I'm alive.. You're just too good to be true, I can't take my eyes off of you."

And just like that night at 2 AM, dancing in the kitchen in the refrigerator light when the song ended, Chris kissed the tip of your nose. You giggled and he laughed.

"I adore you." Chris repeated your exact words from that night, raising a hand to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.

You raised a hand to cuff his, running your fingers along the top of his hand. "I love you." You whispered.

"I love you too." He said before pressing a soft, but loving kiss against your lips.

A second later as the song slowed down to a quiet whisper, an eruption of applause echoed around the patio. You and Chris laughed, sharing one last kiss before turning around and looking at everyone. It was not even a second later that Baby Got Back came on, replacing the first dance song, and the bridesmaids and groomsmen started their way onto the floor.

"Come on," you grabbed Chris' hand, "before we get drug into this." He chuckled and followed your lead.

The rest of the reception was much like the wedding ceremony, it went by without a problem. After a few dance numbers from the bridesmaids and the groomsmen's attempts at rapping, everyone flooded the dance floor for a night of fun. The playlist had everyone swaying in their seat or waving their arms on the dance floor.

After a bit of dancing, it was time for the garter and the bouquet tossing. The groomsmen were first and you watched as Chris tossed the (very expensive) garter over his head, and it landed straight in Josh's hands. It might have just been because the others immediately ran with the garter was thrown, and it went directly to him. When it was the bridesmaids turn, you knew exactly who you were throwing it too, especially after Josh caught the garter. Standing on the dance floor, you faked throwing the bouquet over your head and instead turned around and threw it straight to Freya. Everyone laughed at the move while Josh and Freya only shook their heads at the hints that were thrown.

Then it was the cake. Everyone gathered around the large table and you and Chris cut the cake together. It was a small cake, nothing too big or too extravagent compared to the rest of the wedding. It was just a two-tier, textured buttercream cake with fondant flowers and ruffles. And of course, just as you predicted it to happen, Chris shoved the cake into your mouth, and you did the same to him. Smearing the frosting across his lips, he chuckled before reaching out and using the heels of his palms to hold your face, and then kissed you with a large smile. You laughed against his lips as you kissed him, feeling the frosting pressing against the tip of your nose.

"Oh my goodness," your mother laughed while helping you wipe the frosting off your nose and chin.

"I know." You laughed, wiping off your hands on the napkin. "I knew he would do it, so I did it to him too."

"Well, I'm certainly not going to say it wasn't funny." She lightly laughed and you shook your head. "But I do know one thing," she folded the napkin in her palm and held your face tenderly in her hands. You looked into her eyes and she smiled at you. "You got yourself a good one, dear."

You nodded. "I know. I think soo too." You said before glancing at Chris who was chuckling with Simon and Cal across the dance floor. He was certainly something else.

Even though you thought most of the night was over, Chris had one last thing up his sleeve. You were walking around the patio, talking to those you had yet to see, and thanking them for coming. There was still endless hugs and cheek kisses to go around, even hours into the wedding reception.

As the sun began to set, Chris knew that it was time for his last surprise of the night. He walked over to Tobi who had the microphone and asked for it, telling everyone to please take their seats, except you. You stood at a table next to your grandparents when Chris called you out once again, leaving you in a confused state as you walked to the dance floor again. You were confused, but still looked at Chris with a hopeful smile. When he handed the microphone back to Tobi whom was sat up next to the lake edge, Chris took your hand and guided you across the dance floor and straight to the steps of the villa. All of the eyes from the patio were on you both.

Looking up at the stairs, along the surface between steps, sat a white grand piano. It had been placed there by workers of the Villa during the cutting of the cake. You had no idea what was going on until Chris guided you over by the hand, and straight up the steps to the piano.

"Chris.." you trailed off as you both reached the piano.

"Just trust me, okay?" He said, breaking loose of your hand and lowered down onto the piano bench. You pressed your hip against the piano, resting your arm on top as you watched him closely. "I wanted to make this day as special as possible."

Ever since you encouraged Chris into learning how to play the piano, he took advantage of the piano you both had. He had spent countless days in there learning songs to play them for you, but you never expected this. Since he proposed in Paris years ago, Chris decided to dedicate his free time at home, to learn one of your favorite songs. You adored the song and it always brought you to tears every time you heard it. So Chris made it a priority of his to learn the song for this special day.

At the first key, that's when it hit you. You had no idea Chris was going to play this song on the piano for you, hell, you didn't even know there was going to be a piano. But at the sound of the first key of the song, you stared at Chris in complete awe as tears formed in your eyes.

"Whether near or far, I am always yours. Any change in time, we are young again.."

Chris was always poked fun of for his singing, many times it was you jokingly telling him to "stick to his day job" but at this moment, as he sang your favorite song, you swore you had never heard a voice more beautiful.

Your heart felt heavy, listening to the love of your life sing and focus on the piano keys as he played. There was something so raw, so real and true about the song that simply made you feel in love. And as you watched your husband, oh your husband, sing the song especially for you, you felt a new love for Chris, deeper than you ever imagined.

"Lay us down, we're in love.. lay us down, we're in love.."

When Chris gained confidence with his fingers, he looked up at you and saw the tears forming in your eyes. He smiled, fighting back his own emotions; you were his wife. The beautiful, sweet creature leaning against the piano in a white gown was you, and you was his wife. Chris would never be able to wrap his mind around that.

He smiled again before looking back down at his hands, continuing to play the right keys. Everyone on the patio, or the lawn near the reception, stopped their movements, their batting eyes and conversations, and sat in pure awe of the scene in front of them. Even Harry, who was already three drinks down and having the time of his life, stood still with every emotion of love running through him. A stranger could waltz in and feel the amount of love between the married couple.

"In these coming years many things will change, but the way I feel will remain the same.." Chris' fingers moved to a different set of keys. "Lay us down, we're in love.. lay us down, we're in love.."

When Chris finished off the song with a piano solo, the guest erupted into a thunderous applause. You swiftly moved around the piano and wrapped your arms around Chris' shoulders, body nearly shuddering as the tears slipped down your cheeks. Chris buried his face in your neck and his arms instinctively slithered around your waist, holding you close.

You loved that song, so much, but now you loved it even more. Now it was yours and Chris' song, and that was all that mattered. Even singing someone else's words, you felt the raw emotion of Chris' voice as he told you how much he loved you. And you felt nothing but love for Chris back, but ten times stronger.

"Don't cry on me, love." Chris chuckled lightly, kissing your cheek.

You sniffled and leaned back, wiping your eyes before laughing through the tears. "I love you so much."

Chris nodded, nestling his nose agains yours. "I love you too."

To end the day's celebrations, the marriage between you and Chris, everyone gathered back on the patio where the ceremony was held earlier in the day. The sun had set long before and everyone was wrapped in coats or small blankets to fight off the chill in the wind, others were finishing off drinks, and all leaning against each other for support. They gathered to watch the very end of the celebrations; a firework show above Lake Como.

You and Chris stood in front of everyone, one arm around the other and watched the show. Around you the young ones were running around with sparklers, making designs in the darkness and giggling.

Watching the fireworks explode in the sky, Chris' arm dropped down from your shoulders to your waist, pulling you against him. He kissed your temple and smiled. "I'm so glad I got to marry you." He whispered and you smiled before sharing a kiss.

"By the way," you said when your lips broke apart, "nice Lord Of The Rings reference in your vows earlier."

Chris chuckled. "I was hoping you would catch on." He said before you two shared one more kiss and continued to watch the fireworks explode into an array of colors and beauty in the dark sky.

Towards end of the firework show, Tobi stood to the side and watched as everyone smiled up at the sky. Even though he had been the MC, he had the best night with his friends. It was a magical day, something he will always remember, and he was sure everyone would agree. It was full of laughter and smiles, love, and joy for everyone in attendance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we experienced the death of a bachelor."

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