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Mark's POV

    (Y/n) and I have been engaged for the longest time, we've planned bits and pieces here and there but haven't been able to actually sit down and plan the wedding. I'm so excited to marry her and finally be able to call her my wife. Having Fallon and Baylor there to see it all and be a part of it makes my heart complete.
    The only decision I need to make, the one that completely tears apart my heart. Who is going to be my best man? All my buddies assured me that they'd be happy no matter who got chosen, but if anything that makes the decision even harder. (Y/n) has had her side of this all planned out since she was a little girl, but i feel completely lost. I've got Bob, Wade, and Tyler, I've known them all for the longest time and I feel like they are realistically who I should be choosing between. Then there's also Sean and Ethan, who have been a big part of my career and also very good lifelong friends. I never knew these decisions would be so tough-
    "Mark?" (Y/n) says calmly while breaking me out of my trance, "it's getting late, you should get some rest."
    I lean forward on my desk placing my chin in the palm of my hand, "I know, I just want to get my part of the wedding planning done as quick as possible."
She comes up behind me and wraps her arms around my neck and kisses the top of my head, "We have 6 more months to plan, baby. It'll be okay, just please come to bed with me."
    "As you wish, babe." I say as I get up out of my chair. We hold hands the entire way to our bedroom, but while walking down the hallway I glance at the many pictures on the wall. Pictures of family, friends, and memories, but one sticks out to me. I stop in my tracks while (Y/n) looks at me confused. I nod to her gesturing that she can keep going and I'd be there shortly. I look back at this picture and I knew that at this moment, the decision I've been dreading to make has finally been made.
    I get into bed and (Y/n) rolls over to face me, "So what was that all about?" she asks quietly. "Oh nothing, I just figured out who I wanted to be my best man in our wedding."

    "Well, who'd you pick?"

to be continued...

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