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     she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. he doesn’t need to say it out loud in order for anyone who can see how he’s looking at her to know that it’s exactly what he’s thinking. hal is mesmerized. he knows that all of their wedding guests are watching them, and he hears a sound that could be alek muffling sniffles, but he doesn’t turn around to look at his best man. hal can’t take his eyes off of the bride. she’s all he sees, and her voice is all he hears, and her hands are all he feels. everything else is just a blur. sights and sounds that fall so far into the background that he no longer notices them.      even the officiator’s voice is just a murmur to him, buzzing around in the back of his head until he’s being instructed to go ahead and begin his vows. one of hal’s little brothers scurries over with a set of rings resting on a small silk pillow. he clears his throat and collects the thinner, shinier silver band. “i’m going to love you forever.” hal lifted his gaze as he said it, finding hers with a soft smile. “you’re the most important person to me in the whole world. i promise to always protect you, and to be there for you whenever you need me even if i’m all the way across the country. you have me, all of me, for the rest of our lives and you’ll still have me after that.”      he wrote and rewrote them dozens of times, but when the time came, hal chose to say the same things that he always does rather than reciting grand declarations that wouldn’t have sounded like him. hal wouldn’t use big words and a long speech to tell gen that he loves her, and that he vows to be by her side forever. he would just tell her. with unmistakable sincerity in his gaze, and his hand holding hers. “i love you.” he was beaming as he slid the ring onto her finger, and admired the sight of it resting there until he lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. 

         this couldn’t be more fairytale. it wasn’t the pink roses, dangling from the ceiling like chandeliers. nor the giant dress, or the rows and rows on on lookers. genesis was marrying her prince charming. she didn’t need all the glitz and glamour of the wedding. granted, it was nice and she probably would’ve thrown an entire tantrum if so much as one rose went missing. but, in this moment she realized that missing rose wouldn’t have mattered. he was here, smiling at her the way he did when they first met. the same smile he had that made her fall in love in love with him.           waterproof mascara was designed for moments like these. in fact, genesis anticipated she wouldn’t be able to keep it together during hal’s vows. but, she did not expect to feel this overwhelmed. her chest tightens as a thin glossy film fills her eyes. it’s really happening. right now.          so absorbed by the moment, she nearly missed her queue. genesis clears her throat, trying to collect her her words back together without blubbering throughout.  a light chuckle leaves her. she knew making hal’s youngest brother a ring bearer was a good call. he was just so cute. she takes his ring from the little pillow.  she rehearsed this. every word, yet somehow she’s nervous she’ll forget to say something. “i promise to love you and cherish every minute we spend together for the rest of out lives. wherever in the world either of us are, i’ll always be yours.  i’ll sacrifice anything for you.” she blinks back tears. “you’re the best man i’ve ever met. the kindest, the funniest and -- you make me want to be a better person.” her cheeks ache from grinning so much. at least, she got out everything she could remember. genesis slides the silver band around his finger. “i love you more than anything in the world. and i’m so lucky i get to call you my husband.” 

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LEAKED PHOTOS OF GENESIS IVER AND HAL ZALESKI’S WEDDING DECOR & VENUE!!  

         an anonymous source submited a few photos of the couple’s wedding oasis, seemingly covered in pink roses and gold. perfectly suited for a princess. rumor has it iver will be changing into 3 different wedding gowns throughout tonight’s bash.

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  his custom - made suit is a perfect fit, not a crease nor stain nor loose thread in sight. he’s clean - shaven with a fresh haircut at the same time. hal has never stood in front of a mirror and scrutinized his appearance like he did just before leaving for the ceremony — as in, his wedding ceremony. in about an hour or two, he was going to be someone’s husband. just like that. he wondered how long it would take to truly sink in. sometimes he still feels like an eighteen year old kid who’s stuttering and nervous in front of all the cameras because the gold medal hanging around his neck feels heavier than the whole world.   at least one difference: hal doesn’t have an urge to try and sneak off to the bathroom or someplace else that would be quiet, where no one would be staring at him. he was ready to marry genesis. he’s been waiting for this day since before he even proposed. being with her is like gliding across the frozen lake in the backyard of his childhood home on a frigid winter morning, where he’s completely at peace because he’s exactly where he belongs. he only gets a little jittery as the doors swing open and the bridal party files in, one by one until the familiar organ tune echoes throughout the castle, and everyone in the room turns in unison.   hal lifts his gaze, and immediately a breath gets caught in his throat. as ready as he was to marry her, he wasn’t prepared at all for how beautiful she looked in her dress. “wow.” he meant to murmur it to alek, but instead not a single sound came from his mouth and he was too distracted to notice. he was transfixed, watching the woman who was about to become his wife glide across the room, closer and closer to where he stood rooted in place. hal felt a thump on his back ( he assumed it was alek reminding him to breathe ) and exhaled as he outstretched a hand for her. “…hi,” he choked out, flashing a timid smile, “you’re so beautiful.” his adoring gaze flickered across her face, in awe as he committed her, in this moment, to memory.

        six. somehow, genesis narrowed down six very different wedding gowns will to just three.  the first, had to be the grandest of them all. one for the ceremony, one for the reception, and one for after. that seemed like the most sensible option. she spent the last few minutes, primping the heavy skirt to make sure it’s in the proper place. there was so much to juggle. in the mist of doing her own makeup, she’s being bombarded with questions about the reception decor. questions about the wedding cake that ran thirty minutes late. all the while, she had to sit still as her hair stylist curls her hair. the biggest consequence to being quite a perfectionist. no wedding planner just to make sure this all went perfect.         but, it was perfect. better than perfect. the day she’d been dreaming of times a thousand.  grander than that. you simply can’t find a spot in the wedding that isn’t pink. but, all the pink, the roses, and the diamonds dangling from the chandeliers hardly top that she is really getting married. and who she is marrying. he always says she’d been planning this since she met him. being only kind of an exaggeration, being here.. right now is surreal.        genesis hardly ever feels nervous. but, at the moment , her chest felt tight. fluttering at the pit of her stomach. the veil trails nearly 3 feet behind her, along with the train of her dress. all of the sound -- music, chatter of the crowd and awes over her dress cease to exist. suddenly, all she can focus on is him. “baby,” she coos, giggling at the look on his face. “hi to you too.” she reaches for his hand, giving it a small squeeze. the other hand reaches for his cheek. “and you look very handsome. a fresh hair cut and shave. look at you,”  she had to remind herself she isn’t supposed to kiss him quite yet. 

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    he takes a guess based on what seems to be her most pressing concerns about the wedding and lets out a soft sigh. “gen,” hal murmured, ignoring her question. whether or not he was having fun didn’t feel as important as comforting and reassuring her. “we’re not doing this to impress your parents or your aunts.” if that was the true purpose of their wedding, then hal wouldn’t be a part of it because most of gen’s family doesn’t like him one bit. ( sometimes he thinks her dad is warming up to him. then the man seems to remember that hal neglected to ask for his blessing or whatever before proposing, and he goes all gruff and remote again. ) “we’re doing this for ourselves,” he reminded her, “you’ll worry less if you think about it like that because, let’s just be honest: if the flowers are the wrong kind, or the napkins are the wrong color or something, i’m not gonna notice. i’m hopeless with that stuff,” hal pointed out with a grin, “and besides, all i care about is that i finally get to marry you.”

      a sigh leaves her pink painted lips. sure, in theory they’re not throwing the biggest wedding imaginable to finally appease her family. but, she knows if everything flops they won’t let her forget either. the girl nods, “ourselves.” she repeats, as if she needed to commit his words to memory. sometimes, she wonders how hal can read her so easily.  while she’s not necessarily unpredictable, hal always seemed to be able to read her mind. she lets out a small laugh, shaking her head. her fiance’s attention to detail is nowhere near as meticulous as her’s is. she forgets that. there’s no doubt that genesis was excited about the big day. she’d been planning it for what felt like forever. “i love you.” she replies.  “you’re right,”  genesis rarely concedes. “i guess i’m just a little nervous about the whole thing with everyone here just for us...” she shakes her head. “kinda crazy it’s happening.. finally.” 

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@barbieiver: i want to post a photo of me in my wedding dress... SO much right now

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@barbieiver: merry christmas to drake.

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“I’m sure you have a million tiara options for your special day, but I figured you could use one more. A one of a kind crown for a one of a kind queen (and best friend)   xoxo Scout" 

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to my best friend  love you lots bitch i’ll see you at the wedding  love always marnie x

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merry christmas gen,  i got a barbie made up of you  love tiff xxoo

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“I may miss our texts sometimes but I could never forget you for Christmas. I thought you’d like this cause it’s designer and it’s got a G so merry christmas. - Casey"

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“Cheers to our final Christmas as friends and our future as family  <3 Alek" 

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dear genesis ( aka the real life barbie ),

marry christmas! i love you so much and i can’t wait to marry you in four days.

you’re the love of my life and you always will be.

- hal 😘

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ofhal‌:

     hal’s plate was crowded with food that he dug into as he conversed with guests seated at the long table. he and genesis were sitting at the center ( of course ), close enough for the hand that wasn’t holding his fork to be resting on her thigh. “huh?” his voice lowered the instant he turned to her, brows drawing together at the look at her face. “oh,” he murmured, “well, then we’ll just have to get all dressed up again on a sunny day and come back to take pictures outside.” he’s already dreading squeezing into that suit tomorrow, and he hates his haircut and freshly shaven face, but to make his almost - wife happy, he would do it all again. he would do it a million times. “is that all that’s bothering you?” hal knew there was something on her mind before she had even gotten his attention in a soft tone. of course he did. the two have hardly said a word to one another since the rehearsal dinner began as everyone in the room seemed to want his attention or hers, but he still took notice of how gen has barely even picked at the food on her plate.

          gen is a perfectionist. probably, the biggest among them. the idea of taking wedding photos after the wedding, was not her favorite idea.  ideally, everything will go squeaky clean. perfectly smooth. “just worried.” she says in a sigh. there’s quite a dense population of people waiting.  especially, her family. waiting for the perfect wedding, waiting to see the perfect dress, waiting to see if all those big claims gen has made about the event  were legitimate. funnily enough, most people get cold feet because they aren’t sure they want to get married. she is sure. completely. gen is anxious about the wedding. it might be superstitious but, if this doesn’t go as planned they’d be starting their marriage off on the wrong foot. and definitely fueling her aunt’s latest gossip.  she shakes her head, “don’t worry about it. are you.. having fun? everyone’s here.”

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       ‘ tell me about it, ‘ she says, as if it’s the greatest scandal in history. never let it be said eden lane isn’t dramatic as hell. ‘ i feel like it should be the law. the week before christmas should only have christmas music. it’s the only time we can listen to it, so we should go all out! ‘ clearly she has strong feelings on this topic. ‘ honestly, i was trying to buy other people things, but it’s so hard shopping for everyone else. i ended up buying myself like, four pairs of shoes i don’t need - but maybe i can pretend they’re gifts? ‘ eden laughs. ‘ please, you gave him the gift of agreeing to marry him, what more could he want? ‘ 

       she agrees, nodding her head. “i couldn’t agree more. i’d vote for that. how do these stores expect us to get in the christmas spirit if they keep playing top 40?” clearly, genesis didn’t mind playing along on this topic. equally dramatic about the state of the nation’s holiday spirit. “you always need shoes,” genesis corrects. that’s just something she lives by. the more shoes the merrier. “as long as whoever you’re giving them to has the same shoe size...” she pauses, pointing to herself. “i don’t see why not.” genesis lets out a laugh. “oft, you’ve got a point. he’s a lucky man. but, he knows that. i still want to get him something nice. it’s just so tough because his birthday is a few days after christmas. 

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            glistening chandeliers lay overhead the incredibly long table lined with a mix of gen and hal’s family and friends. chattering amongst the dinner party carries, filling the room. genesis sits quietly, poking her stuffed ( very overpriced ) eggplant on her plate with her fork. maybe she’s too much in her head worried, that the wall of roses wouldn’t get delivered on time tomorrow. or, the monogrammed fuchsia pink napkins would be on the reception tables rather than the baby pink ones she swapped them out for. there’s no doubt this wedding isn’t gonna be like others. it’s a camera shy of a production. and a production like this wedding  requires countless emails and phone calls. it’s taking alot of power to not check her email. for the next thing she needs to iron out. “baby,” she starts, with a soft sigh. her voice is low, just barely making it through the table’s mix of conversation. “what if it rains?” the wedding is definitely indoors. though, poor weather will definitely impede on any scenic outdoor photography.  @ofhal​