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Sal: *Your POV*

It's finally my wedding day. I'm getting married to my one true love, Sal. As the doors opened, I see everybody stand up. The other guys were up at the altar, and Murr was the best man. Since my father passed away, my best friend Joe offered to walk me down the aisle. I gladly accepted and I lock arms with him as we walked slowly down the aisle.

We reached the altar and I saw tears running down Sal's face. The other guys were at the altar. I reached my hand out and brushed my thumb over his cheek and smiled sympathetically.

"You may be seated," the reverend began. (Fun Fact: Sal is an official reverend and he officiated Joe and Bessy's wedding.)

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to wed (Y/F/N) and Salvatore Edward Anthony Vulcano," he continued.

We said our vows and listened to the reverend.

"Salvatore, do you take (Y/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the reverend asked.

"I do," he choked out as he slipped the ring on my finger.

"(Y/N), do you take Salvatore to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the reverend asked.

I looked at Sal with happy tears in my eyes. "I do," I whispered to him slipping the ring on his finger.

"By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the reverend finished.

Sal wrapped his arms around my waist and place a deep, sweet kiss to my lips. I kissed him back wrapping my arms around his neck smiling against his soft lips. I hear cheering and whooping all over the church. This was the happiest day of my life!

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Brian (Q): The day was absolutely amazing. I was in a beautiful strapless white dress that flowed past my ankles. God, I hoped that I didn't trip over it, and luckily I didn't. I'm standing in front of the mirror, looking at myself. My hair is curled and flowing. (Y/B/F), who is my maid of honor, comes up behind me and places the veil, neatly with my small tiara. We look in the mirror together.

"This is it!" she says. "You will no longer be Miss (Y/L/N). After this, you will be Mrs. Brian Quinn!"

I laughed, letting out some nerves. Brian's mom walked in to see me. I looked at her through the mirror and turned around to smile at her. She walked over to me, smiled, and gave me a hug.

"You look absolutely beautiful (Y/N)," she said.

I smiled at her and thanked her. (Y/F/N), who was one of my bridesmaids, walked over to give his mother and I a hug.

"You will legally be part of us after today," she said and we laughed.

Q's mother goes back down to the church but before she goes, she quickly gives me a hug still as an unmarried woman.

Murr, who was the best man, quickly ran through the door. "It's time!" he yelled while staring at you. "Wow (Y/N), Brian is a very lucky man. You look stunning."

"Thank you, Murr," I smiled and got into the back of the limousine.

My father grabs my hand and helps me out of the car. He walks me to the beach and when I reach the top, he gives me a hug. The music started to play. I grab my father's arm tight and headed down the aisle. I look up to see my future husband staring at me in awe. I heard a few sniffles as I finally reached Brian. My father handed me over to Brian and gave me a kiss.

Brian couldn't keep his eyes off of me. We say our vows to each other.

Here are just some of the things we said: "(Y/N), you have been so supportive throughout the years with me being a comedian and leaving you for ages. You always keep me grounded. I promise to always love you, and always be by your side, I promise to always catch you as you fall," he smiles wide.

"Brian, when people love each other they will do anything. I will crawl to the ends of the earth to make you happy. Counting down the days til we see each other is just a nice feeling. I promise to love you always and always be there for you. I love you Brian Michael Quinn."

"By the power vested in me, Brian, you may now-"

Before the reverend could finish his sentence, Brian grabs me and kisses me sweetly.

"Continue kissing the bride," the reverend said.

Brian grabs a hold of my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him deeper. We turned to face the crowd. The minister says, "It is with great honor to now pronounce to you Mr. and Mrs. Brian Quinn."

We walk out hand in hand. When we reach outside, we lean in for a kiss and Brian picks me up bridal style and carries me out. We get in the car and ride off. We go to our reception and Bethany leads us in. Everyone there is waiting for you and cheering as we walk hand in hand as Mr. and Mrs. Quinn. It's time for our first couples dance. Brian grabs my hand and leads me to the dance floor. We slow dance to "Earned It" by The Weeknd. I lay my head on Brian's chest and dance.

I look up at him. "I love you so much Brian."

"I love you too (Y/N) or may I say Mrs. Quinn," he smiles and kisses my forehead.

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James (Murr): I wake up to a beautiful day. The sun is shining through the white see through curtains and there is not a cloud in sight. I open up the curtains and smile and look outside.

"Beautiful Day in Staten Island today," my mom says while looking outside.

"How did I get so blessed to have such a lovely day today Mom?" I ask her.

"Your grandparents must've known and decided to schedule bad weather for another time," she replies and I laugh, walking over to hug her.

"I love you mom," I say softly to her.

"I love you too my sweet girl," she replies, hugging me back.

I pull away from her and head over to the table. James had spoiled me this past week. He got me a professional hair stylist and make-up artist. I take a seat and let them do all the work while Mom watches me taking photos.

My friends walk in all dressed and ready to go, holding glasses and bottles of champagne. (Y/BF/N) hands me a glass that she previously poured to take the edge off. I always have that one crazy embarrassing friend, and (Y/F/N) is that one.

"I would like to make a toast. To the marriage!" (Y/F/N) says as we hold up our glasses. I'm still sitting in the seat, getting my hair curled. "May you and James have mind blowing sex tonight!"

We all laugh and clink our glasses together. I get up and quickly put my dress on before I looked in the mirror. My friends help walk me over to the mirror.

"What a babe!" (Y/O/F) says, I laugh and had a group hug with them.

James's mother walks in to take a look at me. "Absolutely stunning. You're so beautiful my dear," she says.

"Thank you so much," I reply while smiling.

I hear the door knock and open. Q pops his head in. "It's time!"

I stand up and my friends grab my dress and hold it up. I head down to the park where I was getting married. James looks at me from the distance and automatically thinks that I am the most beautiful thing to ever grace the planet. I walk over to my father and give him a quick kiss. Q puts his hand on James's shoulder to calm him down a little bit.

I grab James's hand and he smiles. "You are definitely stunning," he tells me while staring in awe.

I look at him and smile. "Forever."

The ceremony began and ended. It was time for our kiss. James pulled me close and kissed me ever so lovingly. He pulls back and we smile so goofily.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am honored to pronounce to you Mr. and Mrs. James Murray!" the priest says.

Everyone stands up and claps. The other guys are clapping and wiping away some tears. James holds my hand tight, interlocking our fingers and looks at me as if he could look at me for ages. We go to the reception, which was at a restaurant right near the lake. James is carrying me bridal style and everyone is cheering. I am so happy that I thought I was dreaming. I wasn't dreaming. This was real. James grabs me around the waist and spins me towards the dance floor. We dance to "From This Moment" by Shania Twain.

"You are so perfect James. How did I ever get so lucky to have such an amazing man like you?" I ask him while dancing with him

James kisses my forehead. "Well, I don't know. When I first met you, I knew you would be my princess. I loved you so much I had to have you."

We share a kiss and continue to dance the night away.

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Joe: Joe and I were going to be getting married in downtown London. The venue was cool and classy. I was excited to get married, and I had flown the other guys and both of our families supporting us.

"(Y/N)?" my mom asks. "Are you ready?"

I nod and step into my dress. It took me, my wedding planner, my mom and my maid of honor to get me into the form fitting dress. It was well worth it when it was on.

"You look amazing," Jenna, your sister and your maid of honor, says.

"Thank you so much," I smile and look at the door. Now was the time in the movies where the girl's father would walk in and cry about letting her go, but my life wasn't a movie.

My event planner got a phone call and the ring woke me out of the daydream. "A few photos?" the photographer asked and I posed as she took pictures of me in the gown.

"They're ready for you downstairs." the planner said and I felt my stomach do a back flip. I was to walk down a tall flight of stairs before walking down the aisle.

My older brother, Sal, was Joe's best man. I stood at the top of the stairs as Jenna was getting ready to go. I saw Sal walk by down the stairs. "Sal! Where are you going?" I called.

"I wanted to come find you! I knew you were past the doors somewhere," he laughed, running up the stairs.

"(Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) Vulcano, you look.... Wow!" he said when he saw me in my dress.

"This old thing?" I laughed.

The wedding planner tapped her watch, signaling that we needed to start right now.

"I should get going." Sal said, turning. You grabbed his wrist.

"Uh, Sal, do you want to maybe..." I say, trailing off.

"Want to what?" he asks. He knows and I know, but I need to ask.

"Would you walk me? I don't... because... dad..." I said, feeling my throat close up.

"I would love to, (Y/N)," Sal says, taking my hand. Jenna turned and smiled, tears in her eyes, as she and the other guys set off down the stairs. "Nervous?"

"I am every emotion you've ever felt." I reply while smiling.

Sal squeezes my hand and the instrumental music played.

"Time to go." I whisper and Sal led me down the stairs.

Sal having my hand was a shock to everyone. Last night, at rehearsal, I had done this walk alone. Now I was doing it with Joe and my brother Sal. His hand was shaking and I turned to him, seeing his face serious. "Smile, goof, people will be taking pictures." I whispered and he cracked a smile. I looked at Joe, who was beaming ear to ear at us. We got to the end of the aisle and Sal gave me a hug before standing in his best man's spot. Joe and I said our vows, and we sealed it all with a kiss. I went to dinner and it was time for the 'father/daughter' dance. Originally, I planned to do a speech, but instead I snuck over to Sal. "Will you da-" Sal cut you off. "I'd love to." he smiled. I went over the DJ and requested a song that reminded me of my dad. Sal and I set up and the opening notes of "I Loved Her First" by Heartland came on. "I'm not the best dancer..." Sal said, awkwardly turning to me. "You're doing great." I said, smiling. I was thrilled that, though I didn't have dad, I had my husband, my brother, and my sisters by my side.