The year was 1993. The time for you and Slash to finally get married was finally here. The both of you had met back in 1989, backstage at the MTV awards. Guns ‘N Roses won that night, and so did you. You were a singer, a pretty popular one at that. Prior to the both of you meeting, Slash had a pretty big crush on you, and was very much in awe of your talent. Though, you could really say the same for him. The both of you were young, talented, and in love. Sure the two of you had your ups and downs, but none of that mattered today. Today was supposed to be the day where you guys expressed the love you guys had for each other.

Everything was perfect. He chose his bandmates to be his best men, Duff was the ring man, a mixture of both his and your friends and family were there, everything was perfect. Literally, the only thing missing was the bride to be. Slash was dressed in a white shirt, with some of his chest showing, and a pair of black jeans. His curls were covering his eyes, but he could still see ahead of him. He looked down at his silver watch, feeling a little nervous that you may had bailed on him, but thats when you suddenly started walking down the aisle, and his dark brown eyes lit up at the appearance of your appearance. Everyone who was seated couldn’t help but stare at how lovely you looked.

Slash: Damn she’s lovely.

Slash whispered to himself while watching you make your way to him. This was finally the day he never thought he would see, the day where he finally got himself a wife, a beautiful one at that. Sure he had always had a line of beautiful women that he either dated or fooled around with, but you were one in a million to him. You were the one that inspired him to get things together…well, at least start to want to get things in his life together.