This is my second AsYa OS on here!
You can read 'Wanted' my first OS here: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3677027&PID=88526877�
'Perfect'
I looked out the window, it was a bright shining day just as I pictured. No clouds in the sky, the sun beaming down, and the trees delicately swaying. But I never imagined I'd feel this way: nervous, jittery, flinching at any sound; I was scared. It was a new emotion for me. I had been waiting for this day for quite possibly the longest time. Life had its ups and downs, and for me there had been a lot, but somehow, or someone had gotten me through. And for that, I was glad. The ups and downs had gotten me here today, and for that I was thankful. I sat silently not paying attention to the flurry of activity around me trying to keep my nerves down. Someone's hair curler wasn't working, someone's makeup was too bright, but I was used to this craziness, I loved it. I smiled at what I was going to do today. This day would change me forever, and I welcomed it. I stared outside while my hair was pulled into place, my makeup was perfectly done, and finally it came down to putting the dress on. In my fantasy I had pictured this a little differently, but this was close. I had pictured my mother standing right next to me adorning me into her lovely gown, but unfortunately fate had intervened with my fantasy. Fate and I were never so close again. Once my dress was in place, I was ready. I waited, edgy, for the time to come. My phone vibrated next to me, and a picture popped up.
"These pick lilies remind me of you, I will remember the first time you picked them, and every time after. I'll be in the black suit. – Asad xx"
Tears formed around my eyes. I held them back, in fear of ruining my makeup the girls had spent so much time on it. He was the epitome of perfect. At my emotion, the girls took my phone and each took a turn to coo over the message. I smiled, being surrounded by the ones you loved; nothing better. There was Asads mum, and sister, my sister and my best friend. They had been there for me when no one else had, they were my rock. Things could've been different, but this was my happy place. I was happy. Suddenly a head popped into the room, and I knew it was time. I took a deep shaky breath, would I be able to do this? I didn't have second thoughts about marrying him. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do this alone. The loneliness hit me hard. The girls scattered out of the room to take their places and left me alone. I gathered my head and stood teetering lightly. Curiously I walked in front of the full length mirror. I gasped. It was my mother standing before me just as perfect as always. My dress had a full neckline with tight lace sleeves running down to my sleeves. The bodice was fitted, then let go. Appearing like falling white water.
"Beautiful."
I heard behind me. It was my Asad's brother. Ayaan had been the sole reason I was here today. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be walking down the aisle to meet his brother. Tears glimmered in his eyes and I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me with love, and care. It was just what I needed, all my previous thoughts vanished. He pulled back and gave me kiss on my head.
"I'm so proud of you Zoya."
His ocean blue eyes shined. The tears were falling now. He wiped my tears then held out his arm and turned. I took a deep breath and smiled. It was time. We exited the room and made it down the hallway stopping just before the doors that would change my life. I turned to him questioning his pause. He took a bracelet out of his pocket and latched it on my wrist.
"Something new."
He then took out a blue ring and slipped it on my finger.
"Something blue."
And finally he pulled out a necklace, I recognized it perfectly. Asads mother had worn it every day of her life until now.
"Something borrowed."
He whispered and gave me one last kiss on the cheek and turned.
"Ready?"
I nodded silently finally feeling ready. He pushed open the doors and I was suddenly rigid of all the eyes on me, then I looked straight ahead. I felt like I could breathe for the first time in 48 hours since the last time I'd seen him. He was the only sight I could see. My feet worked on their own accord and took me to him. My saviour, my love. His eyes were the only thing that kept me aware in the ceremony. It was only then when he whispered,
"I do."
That I realized. It was perfect.
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